Philosophical Poems
The Breeze
by Sharon Morgan
What is the breeze that rocks the leaves
That shades the blades of grass beneath my feet
And swiftly shiver to-and-fro, from gusts of air which shoot without intent
But breathes on clouds, which race within the clear blue sky,
To win the race, where raindrops burst and thank the sun,
for rays and glows, which bring relief and light
and life, to trees, leaves, grass and sea, and me.
Snowflakes
by Sharon Morgan
Can you hear the symphony of the snowflake?
As its principal dancers weave their way
Across a milky sky
With diamond costumes, they emerge,
To perform their free-fall ballet, a solo performance
The meaning of their lives is in a spiral of destiny.
I saw you come through the clouds as I did
In your beauty, you were growing, spinning, racing, gliding,
I reached out; I grabbed your hand
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Why Would we Take our Wedding Rings off?
by Sharon Morgan
Our wedding ring is an emblem of our true love
A gift that we attached to a vow
Our two hearts promised to be loyal and true
Living each day in the now.
A forever, no beginning and certainly no end,
It is the circle of our ring that we must defend!
Endless love is what we both agreed
So why should we take our wedding rings off
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Rocks: Collaborative Poems 2009
by Rudra Kinshuk
ROCKS: CO_OPERATIVE POEMS
By
KAMALIKA MITRA
RUDRA KINSHUK
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Sarcasm
by Sharon Morgan
How wonderful our world
of ingrained peace and tranquillity
with lives of eternal happiness,
As the lives that we live are carefree
And by the way, my best friend is called irony
How great our climate
Because man, in his creativity, has made gases
that fills our atmosphere
Trapping heat from the sun
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Snowflakes
by Sharon Morgan
Can you hear the symphony of the snowflake?
As its principal dancers weave their way
Across a milky sky
With diamond costumes, they emerge,
To perform their free-fall ballet, a solo performance
The meaning of their lives is in a spiral of destiny.
I saw you come through the clouds as I did
In your beauty, you were growing, spinning, racing, gliding,
I reached out; I grabbed your hand
......
Sarcasm
by Sharon Morgan
How wonderful our world
of ingrained peace and tranquillity
with lives of eternal happiness,
As the lives that we live are carefree
And by the way, my best friend is called irony
How great our climate
Because man, in his creativity, has made gases
that fills our atmosphere
Trapping heat from the sun
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Air
by Sharon Morgan
Through air,
We live and breathe and are
And gasp in awe
When at stars, we gaze
We sigh with relief
Through the air that we breathe
It fills our lungs
Giving power to a song
It feeds our hearts
And roams our brains
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Scapegoat
by Sharon Morgan
I have a great friend
Who bears every single brunt of mine
I have a great friend
Who takes responsibility
For my poor decision making
And when it is easier for me
Not to have to explain
My great friend is there to take the blame.
I have a great friend
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Yes
by Sharon Morgan
Yes, in essence, it is bright, is grand
Yes tells me you understand
Yes allows opportunities
Yes can end uncertainties
Yes confirms that I am free
Yes, confirms you will marry me
Yes says that I give consent
Yes, it allows, while not prevents
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