Category Archives: Poetry

The New Bohemians

THE NEW BOHEMIANS By PoeticMeditations We are the New Bohemians, the artists and the poets Seekers of truth and beauty in this vulgar world Poverty and suffering are all we have to show for it In relentless quest for that … Continue reading

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Auld Lang Syne

AULD LANG SYNE By PoeticMeditations Old acquaintances may have been forgotten But our forgetting may be all for the best The waning old the new has now begotten As Father Time lays down to his final rest. With dancing and … Continue reading

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Father’s Eyes

FATHER’S EYES By PoeticMeditations Did you watch me like I watch my son Remembering what it was like to once be young As he swings beneath a leafy elm Wond’ring if he will inherit his father’s realm What the cruel … Continue reading

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Through the Looking Glass

THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS By PoeticMeditations Peering through the looking glass Glimpses seen through gauzy veil At what lies a breath beyond. A hint of Spring’s verdant grass A wandering stream through a dale Placid surface of a pond. A … Continue reading

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Epiphany

EPIPHANY By PoeticMeditations Like a sudden flash of lightning on a cloudless day I beheld an angelic being passing by my way Fair of form with hair of gold cascading ’round her face Heavy-lidded eyes of green, a smile full … Continue reading

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Farewell to the Night

FAREWELL TO THE NIGHT By PoeticMeditations Farewell to the night as dawn begins to break For all too soon it has quickly run its course To home, lovers beneath shadowed trees must make The cutting pang of parting their one … Continue reading

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A Cup of Wine

A CUP OF WINE By PoeticMeditations We drink to dull the pain of our existence Escape the grind of earning our daily bread Our labors are rewarded with mere pittance At night, around the edges we sense the dread. A … Continue reading

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