Author: Thomas DeAngelo

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A Quiet Walk

Poem On a late night walk On a beach or Even more so middle of nowhere, which is believed to be peaceful. Have you walked The sand of the ocean’s front On a summer...

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Happiness – Part Two

Poem These things… That keep joy without a ploy Sort in the human race Easier said than hello trying to see peace and joy In these time we need love For select few it’s...

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Under the Surface

Poem   Under my covers Dreaming of things I have never seen Tossing and turning Wandering and wondering Until that time I woke From the black and white to a place full of colour...

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Living With Fear (Of Losing You)

Love Poem   Every day I tell myself Life is what I make it. I say, “There must be better”. This is not a dress rehearsal, You only get one life in this readiness,...

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Riding Waves

Poem One lives with a weakened soul Wearing the armor of a coated past Fighting to change the unchanged Directions to choice are blasting a cask. Strange sights forging this war Canvassing the lands...

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Ode to Him

Poem In my youth I never knew It was then I was suspicious I looked under and above all Yes, completely occupied with mental ambition. Instead of seeing what was contagious Actively going about...

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Tears Filled by Fears

Poem   What do you seek of me As I look at you , tearing What can I do for you As I see you failing. While you dwell in your sorrow I see...

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Sailing With Life

Poem   There is always Someone for someone A soul for soul Friends are the one thing Hard to find and keep Yet, keep your eyes On the open waters Or the open road...

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Together

Love Poem Our moments will return they’ll rebound higher in our special way. yet, we’ll never change. TOGETHER I trust in you with our strength of love you hold the power to be strong...

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Stairway To The End

Poem In search of peace Not of where it is found Yet, how it catches my search. There’s no more room for mistaking it Knowing how it fools the easiest ways Keeping on track...