Quotes about grasp, page 45
Ray O' Sunshine
From lurid tempestuous day,
brightness pierces nimbus rack.
Within Nature’s tumultuous rage,
out of chaos, survivor plucked.
Amid near intolerable, birthing pain,
Heaven’s gift of life delivered.
When frustration ravages wild,
one may find comforting calm.
Snatched from failure’s grasp,
victory’s voice, sweet claim.
Beyond the sadness, the tears,
within the ray o’ sunshine.
The strength to persevere awaits,
life again will smile.
12Aug08
poem by Kurt Hearth
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To Excuse Again What Has Been Done
Those who can not clear their heads,
By a resting done,
To move forward on their paths...
And put to bed a past.
Are those seeking to find explanations,
For anyone to grasp onto with time to give...
To excuse again what has been done they did,
As if some have not moved on with lives to live.
And for them there is only one process of life!
That which condons not being able to live their own,
With an honesty that provides for them an inner peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wanderer Of The Seas
To exasperate this lonely wanderer is to shoot the brain,
It is mild logic to astound a thief, exasperating him.
To astound the criminal of general state is appalling,
The statement of an offence is in his grasp.
Wander to and fro, like a pendulum of strong build,
This riles the clocks and the cogs of Time.
Applaud him when he is sicker in health,
Lulling the noise of a dockyard and the ships,
As the seas contrive, and as the noise indicates.
poem by Naveed Akram
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H.
you challenge me to write about nothing
you say it is nice theme
something that we experience somehow
when we are down
depressed like a man screaming on the boat
bound to nowhere
rotating upon itself the paddles all so confused
i don't really believe that i can write about it
it is beyond my grasp
beyond the clutches of words
but let me tell you that when i begin to sigh
and take a deep breathe
i know that it is here inside my heart
but my guts deny it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Exit
history teaches us
about the fears of having no exit
i believe it
that somehow there are no exits
but i work upon such premise
what i have now are simply
entrances
though i have no plans to stay
this long
yet i hold on to the assurances
of little permanences
everything passes away
i suppose
what the hell
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To The Goddess
every day i visit you
i kneel
and look for thoughts
matching them
with words
i shower the ground
with some tears
i genuflect
i scrutinize every nook
of myself
it is intense
it is a deep experience
there are whirlpools
and there are hands that pull me down
to drown me
i struggle
grasp for air
into the basics of my
experience
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Morning, Good Friday
Therefore let me know trust in the feelings of my heart. My hope is in what the hand of man has never touched. Do not let me trust what I can grasp between my fingers.
Thomas Merton, Thoughts in Solitude.
Young grass
high and thick
drenched
filled to brim,
by morning sun released
a fury of green, trees
believing that golden day
will stay.
Persist, oh life,
despite the cold of winter,
and beat, my heart!
With tender heat
yet awhile
I'll breathe!
poem by Steven Federle
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Fading In And Out
fading in and out like the colors of a painting
but if i were a painting
my happiness and love for life would forever be enternal
but life amongst us humans
well we see things from a different point of view
what does it take to have pure happiness?
many people say it's caused by the love and support from 1's family
i say it's all on you.
as your life gets harder may you fulfill more then you can imagine
to grasp pure happiness
you must find your true self
poem by Gregg TswagoII
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Rrhythmias
I took alexithymia
away from her at three,
they found a slight arrhythmia
genetic to the T.
She grew into a fine young maid
the word would be eurythmic,
became a teacher, I'm afraid
and dabbled algorithmic.
Inspite of all her troubled past
she never quite could grasp
that folks would put their spelling last
it made the teacher gasp.
I do agree, if one does choose
to play with foreign tongue,
unless they have a good excuse,
tread lightly or be hung.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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The UnDistinguishable
Amazing how people can be blinded from the truth for so long
because the truth always hides behind a few walls
A few names, a few stickers, posted on the refridgerator
The truth, you all assumed you knew, but you didn't
But you can't call me cold & heartless, because you don't know me
Because you don't know me, you can't stop me
& ironically, I can't stop you, from believing what you grasp to be the Truth
The Truth, .. that is really undistinguishable!
poem by Dan Gregory
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