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451. Cradle

A personal note to babies and children everywhere, written for Renaissance

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452. Gumption

Another note to toddler's and youth, this one with a final note to parents to always be mindful about life. Also written for Renaissance

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453. Lost

Another poem to Patricia, this one has me in an endless loop of memories.

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454. Stormy2

About finding the right sort of partner and flying!

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455. Lovely

Care for one another as we can do, with love. Uplifted, as on a starry, starry night, we look above.

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456. Forgot

In all my madness and insecurity, I've always forgotten to pray for and be kind to the ones that love me so.

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457. Books

For a friend's daughter for her birthday, this one extra special for it reflects my love of books.

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458. Castles2

Wowie, some powerful old feelings!

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459. A Whole New World

Oh, absolute mirth at the thought of the battles of life to be fought.

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460. Distance2

Beginning with an appreciation for distance, this poem quickly talks about how friendship can bridge any gap and quickly switches to even grander themes.

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461. Aishwarya

For a newly met mother addressing her 6yo daughter.

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462. Wildmore

A landmark poem as I start releasing that pent up anger and write with a new force of feeling / authneticity instead of sugar coaring everything.

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463. Best

Another important poem of self reflection as 2 dear friends bring me closer to believing - believing in myself.

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464. Selfish

Upbraiding the world for all it's selfishness and insouciance.

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465. The Poets Daemon

Enough talk of daemons and sprites and spirits that would possess a poets imagination, lead him to daydream and continually obsess - What these fellows need is some strong grounding in reality.

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466. Amma

I think of the years stretching in front of your grandchildren and know, that they will carry your spirit fierce through all their laughs and tears.

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467. Strain Once Again

Break the Chains that bind, prise open the cask's lid and strain once again, this time moving sure-footed and lightning fast.

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468. My Robin

For and to Todd Anderson, student in Dead Poets Society

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469. Born To Run

We should only be grateful for the road brought us here, through good times and bad, now come dance and thrive.

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470. Rosebuds

Dear Friend of mine, how the tomorrows stretched to infinity a scarce decade ago! You were right, my philosophies were all sterile and puerile, filled with a false Ego

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471. City Mine

Oh the friends I leave in your care as I trot to my new home with my old fife. Especially the ones you took to your bosom for they'd borne too much of life.

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472. Work

let work morph into it's divine future and no longer maim or control. This very moment, we withdraw our sanction from poverty, homelessness and war. We eliminate the need for banks, debt and taxes forever!

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473. Mrityormam

There's a part inside us that's strong though grieving. It wants to sing your praise, but also is filled with sighs. All through your life, we never at your hand stopped receiving.

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474. Family Man

... don't let life drive you around the bend. Go with glide in your stride instead, always wisely your time do spend.

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475. Work Is Worship

For its is only when we reach for perfection that we become the game. And to play the game you must always surrender the outcome

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476. Driving Force

A random prayer for a friend

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477. On Divorce

For a near and dear sweet friend whose on the verge of separation and divorce

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478. Beautiful World

Life finally calls for us to have poise and a shedding of the ego, as we revere all things beautiful, with creatures great and small.

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479. Nothing

A contemplative poem thanks to my uncle Chalam

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480. Lost Without Music

This poem describes a friend whose feeling low and "unable to hear the music"

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481. Sorry

An apology to friends for being obtuse.

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482. Strove

"we could be perfection"

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483. Beach

"Making love in the morning sun in some Of my earliest essays as I revelled in your beauty, In your warmth with a sense frolicsome."

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484. Dying

In this poem about my father's fear of discussing death, I begin to make a case for Euthanasia - something I've believed in for more than a decade.

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485. Arms

About my friendship with 4 women.

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486. Niyat2

Will this boy one day become a "World Stirrer and Shaker"?

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487. Abid

For a friend's cousin, on his 5th Wedding Anniversary.

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488. Mohsen

For my cousin's son.

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489. Fresh Ideas

But Humankind seems ready for fresh ideas, that's a plus. I wrote last year that the time can be even now,

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490. Back To Life

"At new beginnings, I'd dream on, hopeful with each passing day. And glad for those friendships that are cemented for a lifetime."

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491. Blessed

Each day we live we find positivity to buoy us from the crass and odd. For blessings today in this seemingly harsh world may seem almighty few

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492. Lovingly Heal

A prayer for a dear friend that she recover quickly from a fall and fracture.

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493. Moments Left

A prayer for a friend's mother as she recovers.

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494. Niha2

A poem of wonder for this enchanting 9 year old.

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495. Special

Special greetings and wishes for a special girl.

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496. Unfurl

Celebrating as a friend "unfurls his flag" and sets out on a new adventure.

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497. Good Fight

Still trying to cheer that friend up and not seem a duffer.

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498. Communities

About the ups and downs of communities and the gleanings we can have from our elders.

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499. Gentle Giant

Like it says: "we just bonded well straight from the start", you gentle giant you!

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500. Enough2

Dead set against all forms of war, this one ends with: "Come my much loved species, time to turn the page!"