Ronni ManoaHofbauer Poems

Frosty whispers stir
From slumber, I arise
Melancholy's song
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Flames dance on the tongue, a culinary fire,
Chilli's heat, an addiction, a burning desire.
From jalapeno's kick to ghost pepper's fury,
Each bite a thrill, each meal its own story.
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In the desert of desire, we wander,
Chasing mirages that shimmer and dance.
Love, an oasis just beyond our grasp,
Beckoning with promises of sweet romance.
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In life's grand tapestry, a thread so bright,
You shine, my friend, a beacon in the night.
A source of joy, of hope renewed each day,
How blessed am I to have you light my way.
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Scattered near and far,
My nieces and nephews, like shining stars.
Each one a beacon, a light so true,
Illuminating our family, through and through.
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In shadows of hurt where pain resides,
Where broken trust like mist abides,
There lies a path, though hard to see,
Through darkness to serenity.
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In empty rooms where memories dwell,
Where silence speaks the words we cannot tell,
Your absence echoes through each passing day,
Like shadows stretching as light fades away.
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Pure white petals, like stars in the night,
Dancing on branches in soft island light,
Sweet perfume carried on trade wind's sigh,
Beneath the vast Pacific sky.
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Vast red earth beneath endless sky,
Where ancient stories never die.
From coast to coast, this sunburnt land
Holds wonders shaped by nature's hand.
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Children bright with hearts so new,
Should not pay for conflicts they never knew.
Judge them not by grown-up fights,
Let them shine with their own lights.
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