Original poem: The Sunflower Opens

Sunflower
An original poem by Noe and Cindy

Sunflower ...
The sun calls out to you;
Please open that your beauty may be true.
Your lovely colors are your own,
Your splendor must be shown.

Sunflower ...

Your life was meant to be seen

By all who the sun do chase.

Hide no longer in your own embrace;

Unfurl your petals and beautify our little scene. 

Noe and Cindy

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Original poems: Lightning

Original poem by Noe: Lightning

Noe

copyright ©2014

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Original poem: The thought became a feeling

Noe (with a little help from Cindy)
copyright ©2012

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Original poem: Forever Still

Noe

copyright ©2012

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Poems that rhyme

I have been reading about Lord Byron, because he is so often mentioned in some of the movies I watch, and I was feeling a bit unenlightened. He is often described this way:

“He is regarded as one of the greatest British poets and remains widely read and influential.”

When I read that, I really felt I had missed something. Then I was surprised to find that his poems rhyme. Well, it has always been my opinion that poems that rhyme are a bit adolescent. 
Here's an example of Byron’s poems: "She Walks in Beauty"

While doing research for this article, I came across this site
and realized how ignorant I was on the subject of poetry: Types of Poetry

In my defense, I have never claimed to know all about poetry, only that I prefer to write... 
poems that don’t rhyme ... for this I hope I will not be asked to do time. 
Then fear of fears ... I learnt from my wife of many years -- 
for whom I have written poems of any number 
some of which were very clever 
but none of which have rhymed... 
poems that rhyme are what she prefers!

I was letting all this sink in while I listening to Anna Graceman sing "Give Me Your Heart" on Youtube in which she has a line about various fairy tales, and I was reminded of a song I had rolling around in my mind from a long time ago... mine had a reference to Little Boy Blue. Anyway, I decided, after hearing Anna’s song, to write a poem that rhymes dedicated to my sweet wife:

Cinderella, Snow White, and Romeo and Juliet
They all found love to be it
The story was not always easy
Sometimes the story turned out awfully
Like it did for Romeo and Juliet
But they found love to be it.

Love is not a bedtime story
It doesn’t always make you rest calmly
Love can be like a fire in your bones
Raising you up as if you were on a throne
Like Romeo and Juliet
We can find that love is it.

Noe

copyright ©2012

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Original poem: Words of the Heart

          Words of the heart...
          How they long to be heard.
          By the eyes and what they express;
          By the touch and what it means.
          Can I utter speech that could convey?
          A third of my life is made of you!

          Words of the heart...
          By time alone can they be heard.
          By the way love for you still grows;
          By the way I am forever yours.
          Can I utter speech that could convey?
          The way I feel this tenth anniversary day.

          I love you.

Noe
copyright ©1987
written for my wife for our 10th anniversary 

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Original poem: You Are My Artist

An original poem by cindy .... written about my Noe, of course
copyright ©1995

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Original poem: From Noe to wife and son

The girl with green eyes set in gold The boy with brown eyes set in innocence Are before my eyes always.
Always I carry the sound of your voices, The color of your hair.
And always, like the pull of the moon on the tides, The two of you draw me home.
Noe
copyright ©1994

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Original poem: Getting Old

The young look forward to the day they will be old
So much that can be done then
So much that can’t be done now

The old look back when they were young
So much that could be done then
So much that can’t be done now
Noe
copyright ©2012

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