Ronni ManoaHofbauer Poems

Silent winter breeze
Awakens me
Whispering sorrow tunes
Why am I here?
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To define you, I say,
my Best Friend, source of joy,
rejuvenation, hope.
How lucky am I?
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Could emotional concern, fulfilment, even
the most avid love,
possibly thwart all
those troubles, render them
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Pure as the flow of
a crystal spring
is my Mother's love.
The Goddess of
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Feeling the blues is real
Life can be cruel
You are never alone
I'm near than you think
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I stopped when I saw colour
splashing on his face,
and I turned my gaze
up at the night sky
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Tiny whirlwinds rose
Out of the forest floor
Stirring up the autumn leaves
That lay about the ground
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Mars continues its retrograde
motion towards Saturn,
as Jupiter moves slowly towards
the southern predawn sky.
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As dawn began to approach,
I felt wide awake, a little blurred.
The kerosene lamp had gone out,
leaving the large entrance glowing dimly.
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Crows cawed in the dark
Wooly socks and pajamas
Winter is coming
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