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Today's Poem - 01/21/2017
A Precious Jewel - Viewed 7292 Times
David Devaney
Website
December 13, 2002
Upon the winds I whisper.
Upon the stars I soar.
Into the twilight of my time
Not knowing what’s in store.
Excited to be venturing
where I have never been.
As life within the sunrise
does everyday begin.
New challenges do greet me
new intimates I meet.
Friendships ever growing
as soft my heart does beat.
Taking time to know of love,
it is a precious jewel
Greeting new acquaintances
never being cruel.
Capturing the memories
composites of my days.
Loving those who have loved me
in many different ways.
Laughing, crying, telling tales
bout life that I have known.
Though solitary in my world,
I never am alone.
For I am all that I have been
and all that I’ll become.
Father, soldier, confidante,
of me I am the sum.
Patiently awaiting
that special ecstasy.
When I do wake acknowledging
my final fantasy.
To here achieve upon this earth
that I do daily roam
A gentle kindness in my heart
and be no more alone.
For life well lived is understood
to be a life fulfilled.
One where love and special joy
for ever are instilled.
© 2002 David Devaney
A Menagerie of Beauty - Viewed 7009 Times
David Devaney
Website
November 01, 2002
I do not now,
nor have I ever understood
the blending of so many
unique and different,
yet wonderful personalities
into a treasured existence.

None is the critique
nor the criticism,
for all are accepted
as they choose to be,
uniquely special
in their choice
of style and existence.

Non conforming in a world
of wasted conformity.
Joyful in the knowledge
of their choice to be as they are
and not as others would
perceive them to properly be.

They are accepted in this world
of the forceful and the condemned.
They are true to the style of being
that allows the individual to be as they are
and as they choose to be.

Not now nor ever
part of the shepherd society
that leads to the slaughter
of the personality
and the destruction
of the dream.
They are rather
the essence and the life
of its fulfillment.
© 2002 David Devaney
From Borneo He Came - Viewed 6084 Times
David Devaney
Website
November 22, 2003
I saw a great orangutan,
from Borneo he came.
He watched, as we did watch him back,
though never quite the same.
His face was sullen, smileless,
yet there within his eyes.
A sense that he had found a home
did come with great surprise.
Captive though he might have been,
he captivated all.
Most thankful are we that he came
and him we’ll oft recall.
© 2003 David Devaney
Tag You’re It - Viewed 5698 Times
David Devaney
Website
November 03, 2003
Barehanded I did try to catch
a monarch butterfly.
I ran along the ocean’s rim
beneath a cloudless sky.
The sun did sparkle through its wings
and golden was its hue.
Its beauty caught me by surprise
against the ocean blue.
Then quick I stopped to here reflect
midst flowers on the shore.
Why chase and capture spirit’s free
living life so pure.
I watched as it did playful climb
along the dunes of grass.
“Tag You’re It” it seemed to say
to blossoms lad and lass.
I wondered why I ever thought
its freedom I would take.
The beauty of this insect friend
that rainbow sky’s does make.
For it was meant to live its life
for all the world to see.
Flying softly on the wind,
so lovely and so free.
© 2003 David Devaney
The Shrouded Dawn - Viewed 6336 Times
David Devaney
Website
October 06, 2002
I walked and thought just who might win
this battle for the dawn.
The sun was shrouded by the clouds,
its hope, to carry on.

The winds northeast, a minor gale,
did come to aid their friend.
And free the morning rays of hope
and give the fog its end.

The seas high tide had crested too,
white foam the jetties saw.
As sparkle on it did appear
and rays did it befall.

The sun did rise much higher still
from pathways in the dark.
A saline fragrance filled the air
at the ocean jetty park.

One never knows the outcome true
when battles do begin.
Yet on this day of autumns chill
it was the sun and wind.
© 2002 David Devaney
Questions - Viewed 4884 Times
David Devaney
Website
October 08, 2004
Do you ever hear the silence end
as the sun breaks free at dawn?
Do you listen to the howling wind
when the autumn leaves are gone?
Do you feel the softness of the snow
as it blankets Mother Earth?
Do you taste the beauty of each day
as it brings to you rebirth?
Do you listen to the sparrow sing
As it calls to you with love?
Do you understand you are unique,
sent specially from above?
Do you walk alone in crowded rooms
with smiles everywhere?
Do you have a lover and a friend
to with this world now share?
Do you too believe that fate does bring
a special happiness?
Do you let each day now softly end
feeling God’s caress?
Do you do all things with special love
always from the heart?
Do you now accept how great you are
as this course through life you chart?
© 2004 David Devaney
Most Feminine - Viewed 5644 Times
David Devaney
Website
January 24, 2004
Surely there must be a God
who guides us through the night.
She brings to us a restful bliss
is never out of sight.

She lies there just beneath our brow,
her warmth does rest our eyes.
She never needs to hide from us
or wear a strange disguise.

‘Tis sleep she brings and special dreams,
new hopes, the morning sun.
Awakening our energy,
with her ,life has begun.

Her beauty is magnificent,
unique and O’ so rare.
She brings us grace and love and strength.
For us, she’s always there.

And too, she is most feminine,
Gentle, kind and pure.
No hatred comes nor anger now,
our ailments she does cure.

For she is light and energy,
the freshness of the rain.
And since she is a part of us,
there is a new refrain.

Full with beauty, patience rare,
sanctity and grace.
Because she enters every heart,
new love we all can trace.
© 2004 David Devaney
The Heart of Nature - Viewed 5451 Times
David Devaney
Website
October 05, 2002
I have found the heart of nature
where the grain stands ten feet high.
Where silence is the only sound
as the wind does touch the sky
Where the seabirds call with gentle voice
to those of us who hear.
Where the fragrance of ten thousand years
will draw us ever near.
Where stars are counted by the score
and flowers ever bloom.
Where snowflakes all are diamond pure
and rainbows need more room.
Where birth and death do matter not
for both, they are the same.
Where night and day of beauty boast
and the sun and moon bring fame.
Where God does rest the seventh day
and paradise is found.
Where everywhere is where we are
and us it does astound.
© 2002 David Devaney
Soundview - Viewed 5294 Times
David Devaney
Website
April 07, 2004
A little south of where the pass,
two islands does divide.
Down one hill and up the next,
there’s a view that’s long and wide.
An old white table in the grass,
Drive Thru Expresso stand.
The San Juan Islands to the west,
There’s beauty in this land.
A driftwood log of sailfish form
does beckon one and all.
The pine trees leaning from the wind,
to north and east they fall.
Single engine private planes
rising overhead.
Across the cloudless sky they soar,
through sunsets amber red.
Boats upon the emerald green
trolling Puget Sound.
Deception Pass just to the north
does many hearts astound.
Vancouver, he discovered it,
and named it Whidbey isle.
Its beauty is beyond compare,
its fragrance does beguile.
So if you venture north and west
then south do “Twenty” take.
Just beyond Deception Bridge
your heart a friend will make.
Do stop here for a moments rest,
a cup of chocolate brew.
And you will find time does stand still
and dreams can all come true.
© 2004 David Devaney
From Slumber Rose - Viewed 5592 Times
David Devaney
Website
April 10, 2005
Silent slowing silhouettes
did suddenly appear.
At first I did not recognize
what was now drawing near.
I stood my ground as ominous
this demon breached the strait.
Colored gray, as was the fog,
my fears would not abate.
I could not see the vessels name
this misting April day.
The sun had not from slumber rose
night’s edge was on display.
I first had seen the pilot boat,
it solitary rode.
Through the jetty, into dawn,
it had not then foretold.
These tales of every buccaneer, pirate’s ship and ghost
Sailing through these Texas seas
of conquest they do boast.
For when the mist and fog are found
along the jetty’s edge.
Life’s destiny is fearful felt
by every mate and pledge.
© 2005 David Devaney
I Wish That - Viewed 3195 Times
David Devaney
Website
March 13, 2007
I wish that I could cherish you
And linger in your time
I wish that I could bring to you
Most everything sublime
I wish that I could too reveal
Sweet treasures yet to be
I wish that I were near to you
To solve this mystery
I wish that I could call your name
And silence not respond
I wish that I could know your love
Before this night was gone
I wish that I could bring to you
The rainbow of your choice
I wish that I could softly call
And always hear your voice
I wish that each new memory
Began as you appeared
I wish that I were not alone
And life need not be feared
I wish that all these wishes were
A part of who we are
I wish that all your dreams come true
When wishing on a star
© 2007 David Devaney
Wondering - Viewed 4365 Times
Hal Ethridge
April 19, 2007
Watching out the window at the distant mountain tops.
Wishing to be wandering out where the skyline stops.

Wanting more of living than to draw a daily pay.
Wistfully longing for a future not so gray.

Wasting precious moments as years go slipping past.
Wondering if it's worth it, each day so like the last.

Sitting, watching, wishing, wistful and forlorn.
Wasting time and wondering just why I was born.

Waking every morning afraid to face the day.
Wondering, ever wondering, should it really be this way
© 2007 Hal Ethridge
A Shooting Star - Viewed 3006 Times
David Devaney
Website
July 13, 2007
When I touch upon a shooting star
The future is revealed
When I find a rainbow near its end
Pure gold my fate has sealed
When I listen silent to my heart
All worries disappear
When I walk along a sunlit beach
The sounds of hope draw near
When I whisper thoughts into the night
The darkness has no voice
When my smile fills a crowded room
There is no better choice
When I tell a friend how great they are
All loneliness is gone
When a prayer begins and ends each day
New life will carry on
When I understand that dreams come true
I’ll treasures always find
When I know that love does guide my choice
Then life is truly kind
© 2007 David Devaney
I had a dream - Viewed 2535 Times
Calin Radulescu
July 29, 2007
I find myself boxed in this world,
It’s warm, it’s cold and in between,
Got to escape, I can’t afford
To waste my life, to miss my dream.

A new light shines bringing me hopes,
To sudden for a quick response
My body moves as pulled by ropes,
My looks are full of nonchalance.

Missing the roots I left behind
Missing the branches that broke loose
I keep’em all in heart and mind
I hold them, although...leave ‘em loose.
© 2007 Calin Radulescu
Snow - Viewed 1651 Times
Charlotte Ingham
December 01, 2007
Snow is falling on the ground
Children running all around,
Its great weather for making a snowman,
Even snowballs if you can,

The tree's are bare,
Theres only two leaves up there,
The roof tops are covered in white,
But the wind isn't strong enough to fly a kite!
© 2007 Charlotte Ingham
The Name is Annabel - Viewed 1925 Times
David Devaney
Website
December 09, 2007
The first “A” is the alphabet
Those letters A through Z
Each one when joined is magical
Then words appear for free
The first “N” is the neighborhood
Where flower blossoms grow
When friends and family gather round
The love does easy flow
The second “N” the newness
That daily does appear
As mommy tells you of this life
When she does draw you near
The second “A” announces
A lass of special worth
For all the stars do brighter shine
Now since your day of birth
The “B” is for the beauty
Now always on display
Arriving in October
With seventeen the day
The “L” is for the love you bring
To everyone you meet
The happiness you effervesce
While in your bouncy seat
And when these letters are combined
We find our “ANNABEL”
A little girl remarkable
With futures to foretell
© 2007 David Devaney
A Friend Will Call - Viewed 2302 Times
David Devaney
Website
September 01, 2007
At times it seems life’s energy
Has some place else to go
And too the giddy up is gone
Just where you do not know
The sun does seem to never set
The heat grows stronger still
And to survive you must accept
The strength within your will
When all the rain in torrents falls
While winds do howl and scream
And shadows always reappear
As nightmares in each dream
When day and night are both the same
And dawn and dusk likewise
And every step you seem to take
You also compromise
When up is down and down is up
No matter where you are
And close is never near enough
And always very far
When illness can’t be overcome
Though you do try and try
And all the stars play hide and seek
Somewhere within the sky
When all these things are happening
And troubles you befall
It’s then a friend can end this woe
By giving you a call
It matters not the time of day
The minute or the hour
A friendly voice can end the rain
Then blossom like a flower
Eliminating all the doubt
The anguish and the fear
And bring you to a better time
As they do draw you near
Just like an angel guardian
Protecting you from harm
They bring new life and happiness
Like every lucky charm
So when you’re in the doldrums
With silence everywhere
Just wait and too a friend will call
Ending your despair
© 2007 David Devaney
A Cup Of English Tea - Viewed 6309 Times
David Devaney
Website
January 21, 2007
I once discovered happiness
in a cup of English tea
Grandmother Funk had brewed a batch
and shared her thoughts with me
We spoke of everyone she knew
in Nineteen Fifty Nine
The family and its history
her thoughts she did refine
Born before the century
so many tales she’d tell
Of English Irish origin
her words my heart did swell
Grandfather Funk was quite the man
devoted and unique
She spoke of all his escapades
as through the past we’d peek
She’d told me of those joyful times
that I might recognize
Hidden there within her heart
that love could not disguise
Family thoughts and memories
a blizzard she lived through
Trips to almost everywhere
and all her dreams come true
How beautiful and wonderful
it was to share this day
As Nana and her memories
were placed upon display
And though she now has stepped beyond
the times that we did share
I still so often recollect
her in that kitchen chair
The teapot that was whistling
the fragrance and her smile
And as these thoughts I do recall
she does my heart beguile
© 2007 David Devaney
Unveiled Mortality - Viewed 3020 Times
David Devaney
Website
April 27, 2007
I have most often touched upon the intensity
of my life in those hours just before sleep
cleanses the uncertainty of my self importance

It is then, when the starlight crosses slowly between
dusk and dawn, that I am most fully aware of the
consequences of my true enlightenment

Then too does begin my denouement, as all existence
stands naked and unsheathed in the window of
my confusion, my emptiness and my greatest fear

I am at this moment frail and vulnerable,
fearful and intimidated by my very limitations
as my scripted humanity weighs deeply upon my soul

It is during these moments of unveiled mortality
that I whisper the tomes of prayer to the Creator God,
the Redeemer Son and the Spirit Guide of my salvation

“So Mote It Be”
© 2007 David Devaney
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