Magic Poems
The Charm
by Rupert Brooke
In darkness the loud sea makes moan;
And earth is shaken, and all evils creep
About her ways.
Oh, now to know you sleep!
Out of the whirling blinding moil, alone,
Out of the slow grim fight,
One thought to wing -- to you, asleep,
In some cool room that's open to the night
Lying half-forward, breathing quietly,
One white hand on the white
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Magic Of Love
by Helen Steiner Rice
'Love is like Magic and it always will be,
For Love still remains Life's Sweet Mystery!
Love works in ways that are wondrous and strange
And there's Nothing in Life that Love cannot change!
Love can transform the most common place
Into beauty and splendor and sweetness and grace!
Love is unselfish, understanding and kind,
For it sees with its Heart and not with its Mind
Love gives and forgives, there is nothing too much
For Love to heal with its Magic Touch!
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Silentium
by Fyodor Ivanovic Tyutchev
Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.
How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
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Cupid Sleeping
by Mary Darby Robinson
CLOSE in a woodbine's tangled shade,
The BLOOMING GOD asleep was laid;
His brows with mossy roses crown'd;
His golden darts lay scatter'd round;
To shade his auburn, curled head,
A purple canopy was spread,
Which gently with the breezes play'd,
And shed around a soften'd shade.
Upon his downy smiling cheek,
Adorned with many a "dimple sleek,"
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Pegasus
by James R. Alderson
I wish I had a magic horse
To fly me to the land
Where Crackin's play
And Witches stay
Never seen by common man
With castles and rainbows in the sky
And dreams in every cloud
Yeah if only I owned a magic horse
I surely would be proud
Forever Flowers
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The cream picket fence
is crowded by vivid blooms,
peeking out at sun.
Lovely colors rise above
a fence that goes forever.
Fragrant secrets shared,
delighting the passersby,
'til a rouge sun sinks.
Ageless days keep returning,
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My Worst Day, Bar None
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a public relations specialist, ever promoting positivity to people,
As positivity is promoted afar, by the sight of the towering cathedral.
My work was very interesting, there weren't ever two days the same,
As an exotic world of ages past, would be dazed at what time became.
For ten years, I had held that job, and I was often required to travel,
As breezes gusting into dining rooms, often must blow out the candle!
I lived in a large metropolitan area, and drove to my valued job daily,
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History Repeats Itself
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was an accomplished librarian, who took pleasure from written words,
As opera singers find their pleasure, in the halls where music is heard.
I was well matched to such absorbing work, knowing it was worthwhile,
Like stars traveling a long, long way, lending endless sparkles per mile.
I lived in the San Francisco Bay area, a location of beauty and charms,
Like the fragrant springtime blooms, strewing as wildly as bee swarms!
The library was near my home, and I would walk there in fair weather,
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The Shape of Things to Come
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a popular geometry teacher, imparting knowledge to the young,
Like the proficient translator, who is able to speak in different tongues.
I found shapes to be intriguing, for few things in existence lacked one,
Like the shapes of dark, cool shadows, floating in the wake of the sun.
I lived in a cozy, L shaped house, comprising a rectangle and a square,
On a fern green, tree lined street, with serenades of birds everywhere.
I was always cognizant of the math, that lay at the heart of all things,
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Scarlet Arising
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Hot sun
a stirring
in scarlet hours.
Sleeping beauty rises
Red rose.
Fragrance
drifts afar
on unseen wings.
Under the golden spell
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