Greg Oosterhouse

Rookie (02-20-1976 / Grand Rapids, MI)

Greg Oosterhouse Poems

1. 'I Thank You, Oh My God' 7/20/2006
2. Rubai # 69 7/20/2006
3. Rubai # 65 7/20/2006
4. 'All I Can Say' 8/19/2006
5. 'Do You Think Of Me? ' 10/23/2006
6. Rubai # 107 10/24/2006
7. Rubai # 101 10/24/2006
8. Rubai # 57 10/26/2006
9. Rubai # 56 10/26/2006
10. Rubai # 52 10/26/2006
11. Rubai # 10 10/26/2006
12. Quatrain # 36 10/26/2006
13. 'Warning! : This Site Contains Nudity! ' 10/26/2006
14. 'He Had The Moses Spirit' 11/1/2006
15. 'Read Me' 11/14/2006
16. Rubai # 119 11/16/2006
17. Rubai # 121 12/11/2006
18. 'Like Gilgamesh And Enkidu' 7/20/2006
19. 'At The House Of The Lord' 7/20/2006
20. 'My Favorite Composer' 7/20/2006
21. 'What Can I Give You? ' 12/14/2006
22. 'Who Will Hear Their Screams? ' 12/26/2006
23. Rubai # 122 1/8/2007
24. 'The Day Of Deliverance' 1/8/2007
25. Rubai # 124 1/29/2007
26. 'I Give You A Rose' 2/13/2007
27. Rubai # 126 4/16/2007
28. 'Mandolin On A Couch' 5/8/2007
29. 'Here's To The Loner Life' 6/8/2007
30. 'Follow The Leader' 6/21/2007
31. 'Spurred On' 8/4/2007
32. Rubai # 132 8/25/2007
33. 'A Picture Of Friends' 9/3/2007
34. Rubai # 135 3/7/2009
35. Rubai # 136 3/7/2009
36. Rubai # 137 3/7/2009
37. Rubai # 138 3/7/2009
38. Rubai # 139 5/20/2009
39. Rubai # 140 5/20/2009
40. Rubai # 141 5/20/2009
Best Poem of Greg Oosterhouse

'Even Though You'Re Not Here, You'Re Here'

Even though you're not here, you're here.
You are the smile on my face.
Even though you're far away, you are oh, so near.
I'm surrounded by reflections of your grace.

You fill every space of my heart,
It keeps beat to your melodious tune.
Your picture in my mind is a great piece of art.
Each time I view it all I can do is swoon.

Your touch makes me shiver and shake
Even though on its mem'ry I depend.
The breeze on my bod makes me do a double take,
For it reminds me of the touch of my friend.

My eyes jumped for joy when you appeared.
My jaw ...

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Rubai # 65

Love, it is for you that I write.
Words from my pen flow day and night.
I am surprised that my paper does not catch fire,
For flames of passion from me burn bright.

(7-20-2006)

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