Category: poetry

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Winter Again: A Poem

emilieturner95

The fire roars,
the snow falls.
I’m behind closed doors
and solid walls.

Winter came again,
the best time of year.
I never complain,
I only cheer.

Winter is amazing,
there’s no downside.
Fireplace blazing,
rugged up inside.

Hot cocoa in my mug,
book in my hand.
It feels like a warm hug,
just as planned.

Winter, I adore
each and every year.
Winter is no bore,
it is comforting and dear.

I find comfort in the cold,
away from summer heat.
Winter will never get old,
it is always a treat.

The fire roars,
I’m happy and snug.
I love to be inside,
sitting on my rug.

Winter is comforting,
it feeds my soul.
Winter is supporting,
it makes me feel whole.

The fire roars,
the snow falls.
I feel comfort inside
my hallowed walls.

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Holidays: A Poem

emilieturner95

Holidays are always so fun,
bringing laughter and joy.
I love time with my family,
it’s something I enjoy.

Christmas time is always so great,
as I can sit and play.
I love to see my child’s pure joy,
with his new gifts today.

Christmas is about family,
at least it is for me.
I love to spend time together,
it makes me feel so free.

I know Christmas can be so hard
for so many people.
And I wish them joy, love and peace
though it may be feeble.

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A New World: A Poem

emilieturner95

Emptiness is all that I feel,
silence my only friend.
My bed cold and the world silent,
the day has come to end.

At first, I felt very hopeful,
life would be different.
I thought change was finally here,
dreamy… magnificent.

I never dreamed we would go back,
worse than things were before.
Thought we finally had a voice,
and basic rights galore.

But once the day is at an end,
and all is said and done,
I feel like we have stepped backwards,
and the end has begun.

The fight will never be over
at least that’s how it feels.
There is so much work to be done,
we fight to take the wheel.

I fight for a much better world,
after the big parade.
A world secure for my children,
a world we will have made.

Women’s history is central,
and celebrations, key.
But the fight needs to continue,
of this, I guarantee.

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Wedding: A Poem

emilieturner95

Weddings are always a big deal,
So much music, dancing and love
It almost feels surreal.

There’s always laughter and a good meal,
And love exudes through the air.
Weddings are always a big deal.

I love the way weddings make me feel,
As I remember my own special day,
It almost feels surreal.

Sometimes it doesn’t quite feel real,
To see people so in love.
Weddings are always a big deal.

There is always so much appeal,
In going to a beautiful wedding.
It almost feels surreal.

Weddings can bring families to heal,
And show we can overcome a lot
Weddings are always a big deal
It almost feels surreal.

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Dreams: A Poem

emilieturner95

In my dreams, I can fly away
across ocean and sea.
In my dreams, I forget the day
I’m allowed to be me.

In my dreams, I dare to cast spells,
and rule over the land.
In my dreams, I collect sea shells,
buried deep in the sand.

In my dreams, there are never fights
only peace, love and joy.
Everything always feels so right,
there’s so much to enjoy.

In my dreams, there are no pains
They release me from my chains.

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Baby: A Poem

emilieturner95

I never knew this kind of joy
Being a mother is so new
Oh, my sweet little boy.

I love to show you a cute toy
And see your gorgeous smile.
I never knew this kind of joy.

I love the cheeky smile you employ
When you know you’ve been silly
Oh, my sweet little boy.

It’s the simple things I now enjoy
Just a giggle or a smile
I never knew this kind of joy

In my life there is so much joy
I get to spend all day with you
Oh, my sweet little boy.

This kind of love is hard to destroy
You melt my heart every day.
I never knew this kind of joy
Oh, my sweet little boy.

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Her King: A Poem

emilieturner95

The darkness was everywhere,
Hiding her from view.
No one could see her,
Not that she wanted them too.

She walked the lonely road alone,
Not a soul was around.
Her feet kicked the rubble,
That layered the ground.

The world she once knew,
Now lay at her feet.
Her evil plan,
Was now complete.

But this was not what she wanted,
It was all wrong.
He was meant to be here,
Ruling beside her as King.

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Starlight: A Poem

emilieturner95

It is very quiet this night
Too quiet for me.
There are no people in sight
No one that I can see.

I usually enjoy the stillness
I find peace in the calm.
But today silence means illness
Disease has come to our farm.

I’m too afraid to leave my room
Afraid of what I’ll find.
In the morning, chaos will resume
But for now, I’m safe inside my mind.

It is very quiet this night
In the glow of the starlight.