Bob Blackwell

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Bob Blackwell Poems

1. ! ! At Days End 5/8/2009
2. ! ! A Happy Person 7/30/2009
3. ! ! Life 7/9/2009
4. ! ! A Moment 2/15/2007
5. ! ! Life Renewed 10/5/2008
6. ! ! At Daybreak 5/8/2009
7. ! ! A Slaughter Of The Innocent 12/6/2008
8. I Believe Before Everything Began, Before Time 9/11/2009
9. ! Only Whispers 6/21/2008
10. Our Natural World 7/18/2009
11. ! ! Spirit Of Africa 7/14/2009
12. ! ! More Thoughts 8/18/2009
13. ! ! Oneness 9/8/2008
14. ! Some 4/19/2009
15. ! ! Before Time 7/15/2009
16. ! Sweet Butterfies 12/6/2007
17. ! ! Hush Moments 6/21/2009
18. *i Am Waiting 10/9/2008
19. ! The Road Ahead 3/24/2006
20. For One Whole Day 9/28/2009
21. ! Our Sun 12/13/2008
22. ! What Is Love 11/18/2006
23. ! ! ! Haunted Memories 12/5/2009
24. ! Take Notice 5/25/2009
25. ! ! Our Comet Wise 10/9/2008
26. ! ! ! Christmas Is 12/3/2009
27. ! A Poets Life 7/7/2009
28. ! ! ! A Refreshing Shower 12/4/2009
29. ! ! Real Life Is Free 12/6/2007
30. *fear 11/22/2008
31. ! ! ! Am I Crazy 6/19/2010
32. ! Be Still 5/10/2009
33. ! Let The Mind Be Still 6/1/2008
34. *change 11/22/2008
35. ! A Poets Mind 6/8/2009
36. ! Alone 6/21/2009
37. ! ! Thoughts That Come 6/9/2009
38. Poet Tree Pleasure 10/11/2009
39. On Being Happy 3/20/2007
40. ! ! ! Being Open 4/26/2008
Best Poem of Bob Blackwell

! ! At Days End

As our sun sets,
our moon,
a citrus segment,
halfway to whole,
rises, on a
now retiring world.

Its warm amber glow
softens, calms, it’s
blush of orange, creeps
covers, warms, comforts;
it illuminates our view.

Days noise and bustle
lessens, stars appear,
moon now a silver piece,
brings nightfall, a peace,
a gentle whispered calm.

A stillness wrapped up
in starlight and secured
by moonbeams, has
no threatening shadows,
no noisy rising wants.

An empty mind holds no
sorrows, fears, concerns
or worries. ...

Read the full of ! ! At Days End

Searching

Seek and your life becomes clear,
Have no penitence, doubt or fear.
Unwind relax, and let the present flow,
The qualms, guilt and regret so
Worthless; they must go.
Now; thoughts free, no despair
No doubts, worries, to repair.
Be free, let go, yours words will prove,
You travel to a different grove,

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