JAMES T. ADAIR


JAMES T. ADAIR Poems

681. Ex-Lax And Cracker Jacks 7/10/2009
682. You'Re Still Young 7/17/2009
683. Burning Coal 5/15/2009
684. Summer Thunderstorm 6/30/2009
685. Unable To Speak (Haiku) 6/29/2009
686. That Cat Won'T Sit On Your Lap 6/28/2009
687. Real Love 6/14/2009
688. Friends Who Care (Rhyming Haiku) 6/12/2009
689. You Are Also Beautiful 6/1/2009
690. Dancing On Steel Strings 6/12/2009
691. Remaining Silent Is Not Love 6/6/2009
692. Crescent Moon 6/4/2009
693. Ants 5/30/2009
694. Silence Echos 5/19/2009
695. Caring 5/16/2009
696. Prayer For You 5/15/2009
697. Curves 5/18/2009
698. I Felt Your Soft Caring Heart 5/14/2009
699. Spring Wishes 5/14/2009
700. Four Haiku's 5/14/2009
701. Wrap Me In Your Silky Softness 5/12/2009
702. The Ring Of Lonliness 5/11/2009
703. The Manger 5/6/2009
704. Little Starfish 5/8/2009
705. Love Is Going To Shine 5/7/2009
706. Love Begins Like A Ray Of Light 5/6/2009
707. In My Dream I Died 5/5/2009
708. World Without Love 5/5/2009
709. Skiing 5/4/2009
710. Coffee And Cream 5/4/2009
711. Thought's About Silence 5/3/2009
712. Lost And Found 4/30/2009
713. Feeling God's Love 4/30/2009
714. A Broken Rib To Remember 5/6/2009
715. A Day At The Fair 5/15/2009
716. Every Pot Has A Lid 5/16/2009
717. Follow Your Heart 6/9/2009
718. Father's Day Poem 6/2/2009
719. Font Color='Purple'Blueberry Muffin/Font 7/6/2009
720. Come What May 7/3/2009

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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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