Born of Serenity

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Born of Serenity

Born of Serenity
By: Adam M. Snow

The sky dancers' dance,
for the flower's grace,
angel tears by chance,
falls upon a new born's face.
Open all eyes,
seeing the world anew,
get up and rise,
and dive into the ocean blue,
deeper to a whole new world,
seeing life unlike before,
with morning dews impearled,
gold becomes the shore.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

snowpoetry’s Poems (31)

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She became My Gallows 1
Welcome to My House, My Mind 2
For Whom the Hour Tolls 1
Trapped within the Minds of Poe 2
I have seen Maelstroms Eternal 2
I see a Flower 1
The Great Trial 1
Requiem 1
Beneath Still Waters 3
The Puzzle Box 2
Who am I 2
No Rest for the Weary 1
Auspicious of Nights 1
Crimson Flame 2
Ode to a Cross 2
Inferno 1
Forsaken Me 1
Broken Lullaby 1
Lady in White 1
Born of Serenity 0
Beyond Wonderland 0
Swimming in Time 1
What an Age 0
Hangman's Gallows 0
Undying Tomorrow 1
Affliction Woe 0
Remembrance of a Child 2
Ode to a Twilight Sky 2
Sinisterness 1
Pictures 0
Woe is Me 3