Ronald Chapman

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Ronald Chapman Poems

1. Dark Eyes 7/23/2014
2. What Is Marriage? 7/23/2014
3. My Angel 7/23/2014
4. Rain 7/23/2014
5. Butterflies 7/23/2014
6. Angry Piano 7/23/2014
7. Heaven 7/23/2014
8. Night 7/23/2014
9. The Gift 7/23/2014
10. Missing You 7/23/2014
11. My Friend 7/23/2014
12. Lion 7/23/2014
13. Angel 7/23/2014
14. Dancing On A Moonlit Night 7/23/2014
15. The Second Day We Met 7/23/2014
16. How Much Do You Love Hearts? 7/23/2014
17. Ice Storm 7/23/2014
18. Hey There Girl 7/23/2014
19. Lonely Angel 7/23/2014
20. My Wondrous Journey (Reincarnation) 7/23/2014
21. Sunrise 7/23/2014
22. Standing Alone 7/23/2014
23. My Dreams Of 'The Land Of The Morning Calm' (Regional) 7/23/2014
24. Do You Know Where I Am? (Regional) 7/23/2014
25. Words Beyond Love 7/23/2014
26. Remember The Ghost 7/23/2014
27. Nine Angels 7/23/2014
28. Every Second Of Every Day 7/23/2014
29. Winter Is Coming 7/23/2014
30. Ghost Story 7/23/2014
31. Dream Of Sailing 7/23/2014
32. Forever Looking For Love 7/23/2014
33. Ice Queen - Yuna Kim Homage (Korea Regional) 7/23/2014
34. Almost Forever 7/23/2014
35. A Wonder To Be Seen On The Han River (Korea Regional) 7/23/2014
36. Emptiness 7/23/2014
37. Look East (Regional) 7/23/2014
38. Pond 7/24/2014
39. Meteors 7/24/2014
40. Roses In My Dreams 7/24/2014
Best Poem of Ronald Chapman

After The Rain

Inside the meaning of ourselves, the poets and songwriters look.
Just the thought of tears makes my spirit hurt!
Always looking, never seeing the words through the rain.

After the dogs of summer stop barking the dreamers breathe,
After the rain of the evening, the poets and songwriters learn.
In the stillness and cool-ness the dreamers rejoice!

All the ghosts have begun humming again.
Beside the river of tears, my mind thinks.
After the rain, sunny memories sing!

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Angels

Faith, adventure, and life.
Love falls like a shower of wings

Why does the Angel fall?

Faith, life, and endurance.
Holy is a sunny cloud.
Holy is a rainy spirit,
Holy is feathered wings.

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