JAMES T. ADAIR


JAMES T. ADAIR Poems

601. Learning To Care Again 2/23/2011
602. Blue 3/8/2011
603. The Moment Things Begin To Crumble 5/4/2011
604. You Will Always Be 5/5/2011
605. The Duck Pond 5/3/2009
606. Strawberry Shampoo (Senyru) 8/13/2009
607. Love Is Best Given Free 8/25/2009
608. Forgive Me 8/25/2009
609. Lasting 6/12/2011
610. Beautiful 6/12/2011
611. Never Discount Love 6/12/2011
612. Someone Is Hurting (Senyru) 9/7/2009
613. Need To Cry (Senyru) 11/9/2009
614. A Moment Shared 4/25/2009
615. Try Writing A Poem Without Google Keywords 8/27/2009
616. Goodnight To Those Hurting 5/17/2009
617. Jesus Doesn'T Want Me For A Sunbeam 9/14/2011
618. Leiby Kletzky 9/14/2011
619. Missing A Friend 9/14/2011
620. Sign Of Winter Approaching 10/10/2011
621. Cinnamon Crunch Bagel 10/12/2011
622. Primer 10/28/2011
623. Tragedy 10/30/2011
624. Unwelcomed Hand 10/30/2011
625. For A Friend 10/30/2011
626. Living 10/30/2011
627. I Never Understood 11/2/2011
628. A Kiss I Send 11/2/2011
629. Lonliness 11/6/2011
630. Joe Frazier 11/9/2011
631. We Should Never Presume 11/9/2011
632. Thanksgiving 11/23/2011
633. Dogs 1/30/2012
634. The Touch Of You 10/10/2012
635. Love Is A Melody 10/10/2012
636. It's Not The Same 11/6/2012
637. Each Day 11/18/2012
638. Cruel Fate 12/15/2012
639. A Pure Spirit Cannot Be Destroyed 12/17/2012
640. Love That Never Was 2/24/2013

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A Beautiful Heart

Beautiful Girl
Beautiful Heart
The two don't always go together
Neither, necessarily apart

A beautiful girl
You might come across every day
and you might feel an attraction
We're wired that way

But in time you know
what others eventually learn
It's a beautiful heart
that's better to earn

Because beauty only goes so far
and is skin deep
But a beautiful heart
is forever to keep

And long after beauty has faded
she'll likely remain jaded
Vanity in its place remains
seeking approval and gains

But a beautiful ...

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The Ball

He looks down at the ball on the tee
squares his shoulders toward the hole
some 400 yards away
shifts his weight to his right foot
as he moves the club back upon an invisible plane
a smooth coiling motion felt in his torso and shoulders and legs
at a moment in the back swing...in a mystical point of suspended time
before releasing the tension and swinging down at the ball
in an empty area of his heart that only she has touched

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