Saiom Shriver

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Dear friend.

Thank you very much that your eyelight ignites these poems into life. I have tried to walk on water and failed. These poems are coming to you from the bottom of the pond!
Thoughts are like birds entering and leaving the belltowers of our minds. We are not the origin of these Godgifts.

Both of my parents were gifted poets. However because of lives of self ... more »

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  • ''It snows at sea. Quiet falls in flakes. Melting designs...
    leave form for All''
    Saiom Shriver
  • ''You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover. You are the bloom, the bee, the OerHoverer. You are the child, the bond and the mother. You are the Love, the Beloved, the Lover.''
    Saiom Shriver
  • ''How do the words of the Peaceful Master become the tirades of warmonger pastors?''
    Saiom Shriver
  • ''Japanese beetles, unheralded seamstresses, sew eyelets in the rose and stitch lilacs to lilace''
    Saiom Shriver
  • ''''The sea: rocking cradle of the world.. sunset stairway to the stars..only by greatmasters trod... only written on by God.''''
    Saiom Shriver
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  • Rookie L C Vieira (4/6/2012 7:50:00 AM)

    I can picture your words. I think in images, in animation, video, sound - my artificial world trying to capture the imagery of - a patch of old forest floor. You remind us of what we often take for granted - the beauty and life in everything. Thank you!

  • Rookie Lee Sharon (6/22/2008 7:05:00 AM)

    hey! I've read some of your poems it is truthly amazing one of the best poet amoung all keep going.

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Best Poem of Saiom Shriver

My Sister

My sister: helicopter
rescue carrier
floating in sea that others
may fly
My sister the mother bird
restrained
by nestlings
teaching them to
soar in the sky
My sister the lake
remaining in quarry
that thirsty babies
may come to drink
My sister the guru with eyes
so starry
carrying more weight that
others not sink.

My sister the last to leave the ship
making sure that all others are safe
My sister the Statue of Liberty
taking all weary all starving heart waifs
My sister the flower
who blooms where she's planted
that lonely...

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