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Welcome to Renopoet@wix.com, a unique blog here for you to explore. Renopoet@wix.com has added such value to my life, and I love having the opportunity to share my passions and thoughts with my loyal readers. Read on, and enjoy.

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Playing the Odds

Each new day brings an opportunity to start anew, given you have the desire inside for adventure true. Willing to risk your future on something that's obscure, without visible end upon which success does assure. Dependent on whether times are right for the moment, and you're wise enough to know when luck is prevalent. Roll the dice for a chance at something quite worthwhile, but beware of dangers hidden by an empty smile. If mistakes are made then that's just part of survival

Dire Warning

Subtle changes in the air dismissed as being irrelevant, never thought to be cause for worry or seen important, Nature's balance is delicate dependent upon respect, not used as a dumping ground for mankind's neglect. Wasting resources in pursuit of pleasurable delight, despite our world's condition and its terrible plight. Unable to ensure survival of an overcrowded population, which keeps getting larger with every new generation. Soon there'll be little room for someplace to

Relentless Desire

Feeling the need to escape from your troubled life, fraught with confusion about the world full of strife. Where beauty is cold without having pity for others, and children cry on city streets needing their mothers. As people pass by with disregard for lack of compassion, more interested in how they look and trending fashion. Although a few reach out trying to ease their sadness, with hearts afire with understated love born of loneliness. Driven to find a paradise amidst crue

Always to believe

Faced with an endless struggle to survive each day, while keeping peace of mind about their world today. No matter how dark the horizon appears from afar, remember that tomorrow may bring a guiding star. Whether to wish on in the name of whimsical desire, or as a guide providing direction taking you higher. Away from the heartache of losing faith in humanity, even though hope exists to overcome life's disparity. Seen in a child's eyes with parents standing overhead, as it lay

A Welcome Embrace

Walking along a crowded street one summer day, in remembrance of past memories just like yesterday. When much younger and not as wise about romance, left to stand alone while others joined in the dance. Lost within dreams of adventures that remain untold, with confidence future times will be filled by gold. Content to fly upon the wind high above lofty clouds, bathed in the warm sunlight away from noisy crowds. Given a chance for love which should last an eternity, though una

Soaring Higher

Rising on wings of imagination into blue skies above, where there isn't any need to always push and shove. Like an eagle whose grandeur shines forever bright, even in the darkest hours for those who need insight. With their minds filled by worries of a troubled world, as children struggle against torrents of hate unfurled. While their dreams glow like the sun shining bright, never failing to grow even in absence of warm light. Which is necessary so nature might always thrive,

The world at large

People go through life without any sense of pride, while they destroy all around without shame inside. Thinking it doesn't matter if there's already destruction, content with following those whose name is corruption. Whether politicians or someone seeking to control, having so much money that they've lost their soul. While the world around them crumbles into dust, not caring if others abiding there think life unjust. We all share this planet even though being divided, someti

Silken grace

Lured in by a sensation of complete and utter bliss, which overwhelms any caution for one fateful kiss. As you're drawn into a web of seduction and deceit, securely held in place by chains that bind your feet. Soft as velvet though stronger than hardest iron, impossible to break no matter how you might yearn. The only release possible lies in the power of belief, from a woman whose heart once touched by grief. Left alone in a world filled with people being adored, simply beca

Semantics

During the course of conversations statements made, can lead to problems when taken in a different shade. The jargon may be improper by people easily wounded, to innuendos and jokes about things better left unsaid. Meanings differ between simple words we say carefree, even if thought harmless depending how you see. With so many cultures it's hard to find common ground, while confusion and mistrust are always easily found. Change must be accepted for children in this age, lik

Entrapped

Caught in a silken web made up of lies and deceit, knowing better to enter but drawn by odor sweet. Wherein sits a lady seemingly...

Overflow

Clouds gather above in dark colors of ominous gray, threatening to unleash a torrent unseen before today. As rumbling is heard in the distance as echoes heard, once within dreams flying aloft like a mighty bird. Rain starts to fall at first seeming refreshingly cool, like spring showers as friends gather beside a pool. Building in intensity while people run for drier places, and the ground becomes soaked by Nature's graces. Lakes once empty fill faster perhaps than they shou

Omnipresent

Surrounded by nature within a forest dark and deep, where secrets hide in shadows waiting as they sleep. Where predators lurk looking for any telltale weakness, in animals passing by thinking lives free from stress. Ignoring the signs seen everywhere of danger about, thought safe inside a bubble that keeps sorrow out. You have to remain alert with eyes open all the time, as mountains can appear out of nowhere most sublime. Decisions must be made often at a moments notice, as

PALETTE

Sitting before an empty canvas contemplating life, and the destruction brought about by endless strife. As nations fight among themselves for reasons mundane, while the world suffers punishment that seems insane. With little hope in sight for children born unto war, unable to spread their wings and into the sky soar. Seeing a future where they might live without fear, rich in beauty all around them as sorrow does disappear. Like a picture painted by an artist with warm expres

Valiant Heart

Born unto parents struggling against ignorant pride, Unaware of what did await as they moved on in stride. Walking towards a future with uncertainty and despair in search of means by which to provide good care. So their child might learn and one day become great, a symbol of strength within a world filled with hate. Abound by people in need of something not apparent, blind to possibilities unknown because they're ignorant. Never taught about the goodness inside every person,

Casting off the shackles

Living in a a world where money determines worth, and status depends much upon your origin of birth. Driven to become something that's inherently absurd, by an outdated system of values before written word. Trying to survive for the generations yet to be born, so their lives may not depend upon a world war torn. Able to achieve their dreams without worry or fear, of someone tearing it down because it doesn't adhere. Representing an idea that goes against given beliefs, by gov

Blue skies above

Driving along a country road going nowhere fast, towards destinations unknown leaving an ugly past. In need of refreshing beauty not seen...

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REFLECTIONS OF TIME Remains of cities lay empty crumbled and in disarray, left behind by an ancient race;abandoned when they went away. Forgotten except in tales told by campfires at night, meant to inspire much wonder,accompanied by sad delight. Graveyards silent and empty overrun with nature reborn, perhaps a wondrous sight given a chance to reflect and mourn. Even though little remains untouched by the passage of time, One can still see shadows hidden in memories sublime.

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