Opaque heart lit with tenderness
She shines like a child’s smile
Those old songs bring a tear
I really hope your life is happy
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Baby soon the summer will come
Were going to race down to the sea
Let love drown us in a kiss that never quits
No beggar hands
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Your benign apathy is too heavy
You pretend you have all you need
Come down a notch babes
Come down and I will hold you
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Creative joy sires golden children
Golden moments
You are the apex of women
Horses in the wild wind gallop
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Can I reach for you like a palm tree?
Moonlight on this sea of dreams
He had a letter in his fatigues
Dead at twenty two
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Her flowered scarf is old
She is the fishing village
Open market by the banyan tree
Recluse on an island of peace
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In the London fog she walks like light
Light as soft as the lofty stars
Dreams are haunted Liverpool ships
Herdwick sheep bleating by Lake Windermere
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President Obama knows Obama Care should be tweaked and perfected and he has invited both parties to allow this process to go on. He wants it to be the best healthcare program it can be. The stubborn tea party has rejected this on going process and now have become a virus in the republican party as a whole. Healthcare for all is a wonderful idea and ideal...
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I never held a crueler night
You were deceit in moonlight
Silk with venom
How I thought life was a free sea
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I sleep in the Louvre like Chagall
My colors run with metallic blue
Soft purple lives in the mind of Monet
Cryptic acrylics dried in movements
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Brazen glass moon like ice eyes
Fever in the chill of her gothic mask
Bitten by a creature of moonlight
Bitten and stung by her fire and touch
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have you ever cried for someone in your whole life besides yourself?
mirror mirror on the wall who is the greatest of them all?
the one that washes the sores and cleans off the lice
and doesn't tell anyone about it
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The Dome of the Rock was erected by the Muslim ruler Abd el-Malik in 688-691 A.D. It sits where the old Jewish temple mount was. The Roman General Titus destroyed the last Jewish temple around 70 A.D. This mosque is considered very sacred and would cause an international stir and possible war if it were destroyed.
The Jewish people begin to come back to their original homeland and after World War Two and the holocaust became the country of Israel again in 1948 under Jewish rule. They always have wanted to rebuild their temple. The city of Jerusalem went under their control during the six-day war in 1967. Jerusalem is a main point of any peace between Israel and the Palestinians. Everyone dealing with the volatile peace process in the world knows peace in the mid-east involves Jerusalem and the temple mount area.
Solomon’s Temple was the first temple built in Jerusalem and was completed around 953 BC and was destroyed by Nebuchadnezzar and the Babylonians and burned with fire in 586 BC. Zerubbabel and the returning exiles built the second temple, completing it in 516 BC. This temple was later embellished greatly by King Herod and was the temple Jesus Christ was dedicated in and preached in. Titus and the Romans destroyed this Temple in 70 AD.
Scholars such as Asher Kauffman are now saying Solomon’s original temple and the second temple built by Zerubbabel after the 70 year captivity to Babylon was aligned with the Eastern Gate and the temple was north of the Dome of the Rock mosque.
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Across the river there is thunder
A bridge of fears
Clocks of silk dreams ticking
Lovers that quit kissing
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Traces of a riverbed
A wilderness of self
Slow unemotional branches
Passion seems like a conclusion
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Times are illusive flowers
Prophets on the peripheral maze
Vicious winds blow thru alleys
Painters need large windows
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High elves dance on the hardwood floors
Ancient oak and cherry wood banter
Stradivarius plays dreams
Acoustic guitars with spruce and rosewood
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Pearl trees like golden elephants
I sigh with gallant respite
Ornate spirit in the elven wind
Circles of pleasure
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Blue lake on the crest of Mountains
My dreams are peaks and valleys
Great reflections of clouds
Diamond joy with pine trees
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Just like we see only the top of an iceberg, so we only see the top of a political system.
Ethical life is a given cultural expression of Spirit, the collective entity that transcends all individuals and determines their beliefs and actions whether they are conscious of it or not. Ethical life and our ideologies reflect the fundamental interdependence among individuals in a society and finds articulation in their shared customs and morals.
Hegel argues this happens in eras, such as the Greek era, the Roman era. He believed the dialectic happened by one era bumping into another era thus creating another era. A bumping into B becomes C. This on going process of world Spirit (Geist) was assumed to bring us toward perfection thus a perfect union. This ontological and theological assumption is an example of what a political system can carry in collective unconscious. This assumption gives a undergirding peace that man can work it out through technology, politics, ideology etc. This assumption that history is heading in the right direction exists in the collective era thus the individual.
Nietzsche would call this moral ethical assumption of right and wrong and progressive attitude of history coming from an era's collective sociology, psychology and ethical perspective a "Will to Power" rather than being objective truth. Just like we have a collective language we have a collective basis of ideals, mores, ethics etc. We share in the world Spirit of an age and of a era. We are bonded together in culture, history, and states and assume a huge array of what we perceive as TRUTH. So many people carry a banner of democracy as a secular religion with this underlying ontological and theological assumption. Rather than fighting for justice they fight for democracy and ideology.
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I am a documentary filmmaker musician who writes and records most of the music for my films. Poetry is essential to me.....)
I'll Never Forget You
Opaque heart lit with tenderness
She shines like a child’s smile
Those old songs bring a tear
I really hope your life is happy
When the bitterness goes we can see
We had some real love one for another
Didn’t we?
Oh! How I pretended and rationalized
How I tried too make it all contained
Processed and intellectual
Now I know it was love
Pure and simple love and passion
Defining things can minimize
Nothing has ever replaced the fire of your kiss
They say we only get one love of our life
Your eyes so filled with moonlight
So passionate
Our bed was on fire
Now I am old with memories
You are still there
You always loved purple
We had a purple lilac bush, remember?
Remember when we got our first antique lamp?
Candles in the dining room
Serving thanksgiving for my mother
So proud that our home was nice
You never did meet my father
I know you would have loved him
In some ways I hope I go first
I am happy you’re out there in this madhouse
If I ‘d quit drinking maybe we would be together
I regret that but alcohol is now long gone
I hope you always have a place in your heart for me
You did have a temper and could be tuff as nails
I know living with me could be hard sometimes
I think deep beneath all the pain we are friends
You’re married again and I wish you the best
Resolution can take a lifetime
Silent regret can be haunting
I think it’s easier to bring it out in the open
It's strange but I have a feeling we are still in touch
Love is a biography
Ours has ended but hasn't
Maybe past all the smoke and fire we are friends
I’ll never forget you, I already tried that
And......I will read his poems here, all my saddest condolences to his beloved family. God's Blessings be greatest!
But to a great poet of Poem Hunter Com, I still say Congratulations being chosen as the Poet of The Day! This I refer to his Belooved family. God's Blessings be greatest for you all
So very sad to know through DARWIN HENRY BEUNING's comment here below that This Poet Of The Day died on 11 Feb 2019
I just became aware of this poet today. I wish we could have met, as I spent lots of time in Minnesota. Joseph M. Narusiewicz, age 68, of South Saint Paul, Minnesota, passed away 11 February 2019. His poetry will remain for ALL time.
you're a moron this is the dumbest thing ever