Relationships Poems
do you think we're friends in every universe?
by t.e. talbott
"do you think we're friends in every universe?"
i think sometimes
you're an unexpected present in June,
the gift of consideration outside of birthdays.
sometimes i'm gratitude, a full heart
thanking the heavens for you.
sometimes i’m the white-washed face of God
in someone's painting,
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Mirrors
by Ken Ripley
There’s nothing like a mirror
To show you who you are.
To look outward from our face
Is to miss the color of our hair
And the features of our race.
Since we lack an ability to see,
Our minds are free to roam and be.
We are handsome and above the rest,
Nobly browed with piercing eyes,
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But I Miss Her…
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
I try to tell myself
everything’s gonna be okay…
I try to tell myself
my thoughts of her will simply go away…
I try to tell myself
it’s okay, man, just move on…
I try to tell myself
find some happiness in my sad song…
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Dynamics of Life
by AKASH DEEP KUJUR
When time reveals its might,
And nothing goes right;
Be a warrior and fight!!
Howsoever be the ugly sight;
There is never an endless night.
Let the spark within become a beacon light!!
March towards the goal of greatest height,
Else future would appear bleak rather than bright,
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Stood Up
by Scott Biggerstaff
The wind last night was something else
In the sun I felt warmed from the outside in
Warmed down a few centimeters only to be robbed
By gusts of icy chill foreshadowing this morning’s snow
I sat outside a taco joint reading Heaney
Waiting for a date I knew wasn’t showing up
I’ve been so hungry to connect my prerequisites
Have fallen away one by one
How can I climb out of this hole and feel the sun again?
There’s a difference between the sort of warmth that sheds layers
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right Together
by Aynia Moreaux
whisps of memory,
some fading like mist in the morning sun yet some shining bright for all eternity.
the sound of laughter that echos down hallways,
and permeates a house with it's joyfulness.
the feeling of comfort and of belonging,
that will never fade away.
the smell of perfume mingling with cologne,
an imprint of the lives lived forever kept in our minds.
the look of love,
that will softly rest upon each heart it falls upon.
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Fragile
by Aynia Moreaux
Light streams in through the tree tops
I feel the rough bark under my hands
As I sit next to you and listen to the quiet
Your fingers are long, like a musician’s
Carefully working to free fragile wings from the silk entrapping them
I’d looked at your hands as graceful
I’d looked at your eyes, sorrowful but still with a glint
And as you saved one small life
I never knew The damage that you would do to another
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The Magic of Love
by Richard Randolph
Many who enter our lives
pass through without leaving a mark.
They may have once been important,
we might even have loved them,
but once they're gone, they’re gone.
But there are others who,
when they're gone, for whatever reason,
create a kind of emotional wound.
It’s as if a piece of the puzzle
that is us has been lost, taken.
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Petrichor (after the rain, after you)
by J.P. Madrid
There’s a word
for the scent the earth gives
after it’s been broken open
by rain.
Petrichor.
The sound alone
feels like a secret slipping into my palms—
something beautiful
that arrives after a storm
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Tender mornings, bold afternoons
by Jen Wright
I need you,
She whispers. She smiles.
I need you,
But don’t you take it for weakness!
I need you because I choose to need you now!
I’m here, he says. Right by your side.
Your strong iridescent unquenchable light,
how could I see it any less but a precious delight?
In which I am basking and ready to die!
Don’t do that! she pleads.
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