Valentines Day Fun

Poem 190: The Fire Within

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Though Moses parted the Red sea
and Joshua made the sun stand still
only in your kiss, burn the fires of eternity.

Poem 191: The Door to My Heart

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The door to my heart
has not a key
but you seem to walk in
whenever a dream floats by.

© 2015 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 178:

The Lamp Post

A Nightly Serenade

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A cacophony of sound and sight
where adventures begin every night
sounds to battle, cries of love
emerge from hidden truths
from within a hidden light
dreams are born in the night

each with a story to tell
like a firefly, going hither, going there,
appearing only to disappear
the story hiding in their soul
lies in their starry flight
a cacophony of the night

© 2014 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 162:

Seats at the fountain

At the Fountain

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When loves great song fades
will your melody linger
as the voice of a familiar friend
or roar like the north wind
of a storm that came
bellowing in the night?

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Or is it, if truth were known
in silence she awaits
a heart filled with passions
that cannot yet escape ?

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 130:

Loving nurture, fire & flame

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Where love and nurture ever reign
join the arrow’s fire and flame,
lies within, a wedding ring.

© 2012 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Originally posted in my old site: utahwhispers (updated)

Poem 158:

When the Moon’s Golden Glow

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When the moon’s golden glow
rests within a morning ray
your love is ever by my side

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 115:

Flowers from Temple Square, Salt Lake City

the Miracle

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Love is the miracle
where the blossom
in the midst of the abyss
sets a table for all
that each may find
life a plenty,
not empty

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem (updated) originally posted in my old site: utahwhispers

Poem 157

Fountain Magic

Fountains at City Creek, Salt Lake City

Timeless Walk

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Holding hands
Loving hearts
With you, Eternity.

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem originally posted in my old site: utahwhispers

Poem 118:

When a Rainbow Cannot Smile

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Lost in the abyss
is a rainbow that cannot smile
of lovers who no longer kiss,
the telltale sign of a heart
that needs to mend

When the petals on a flower
no longer bloom
time can still bring to an end
wars that rage, of awful words
we wish we did not say

Or perhaps,
the petals waits to bloom
on a knee that needs to bend
there lies the treasure of the kiss
that says I love you, lets begin again

Find again
the rainbow’s gentle smile
held in the warm embrace
of a truly special friend

That ole knee,
can surely learn to bend
to earn the treasure of the kiss
that never ends.

© 2012 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Originally posted in my old site: utahwhispers (poem updated)

Poem 146:

Vincent_van_Gogh

Vincent van Gogh

the Last Flower

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The last flower clung to the little patch of snow
waiting for you to pluck it for the table vase
once set against an autumn snow
the last bloom with breathless ease
would paint the hearth with bright colors,
and make the empty room a vibrant home

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Without the flower, it’s just a vase
and not the warm abode we call home.

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 144:

Repelling from a Cloud

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Repelling from a cloud
into a sea of mist
there lies, love’s first kiss.

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

Poem 136:

When Time Travels in Reverse

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When time travels askew
a sunrise dissolves in the west
the moon with silent waves
shows her face, then slowly slips away

A morning tide, the stars and moon
have changed their course,
choosing to quietly
glide in reverse

Walking backward in the sand
until they find the sacred place
where path and time dwell as one,
first to merge, then diverge

Find the two, clasped as one
a place where hearts bleed as one
one line upon the sand
written in the soul of man

Two hearts, one heart,
no longer alone
with single hands as one,
the story of our birth

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved