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Once

You liked me once
so long ago,
An eye you gave
to me you know.
But now I tend to disappoint
the one whose heart I did anoint.
I wish days of old be back
so joy to you will never lack.
And thus it goes into the sky
the air of beauty that made you sigh.
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Doll House

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Her life is like a doll house,
With everything in place,
A perfect house,
A perfect man,
And children filled with grace.

She talks not like a woman,
But rather as a child,
Playing games,
Skipping rope,
An innocence so mild.

But somewhere deep inside her,
She knows this isn’t like,
No hopes to hope,
No dreams to dream,
Just agony and strife.

One night she just walked out and left,
And made her life her own,
Reaching forth,
Grabbing hold,
You see how she has grown?

By L. M. Montes

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Divine Death

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Three men,
Hanging on a cross,
Two are sinners,
One is divine.

Oh Jesus on the cross,
This I ask of You,
Forgiveness and mercy
For my sins,
So I may be with You.


Death’s clutches take hold,
The devil he must fight,
The Son He is the victor,
Not just for me,
But everyone,
So we may rise to heights.


By L. M. Montes

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The Apology

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I sit and look up to the sky,
With heart felt tears within my eyes,
The clouds they float and pass away,
But will this hurt I have caused today?
The leaves they whither and fall to the ground,
Like my heart when this sadness mounds.
This rain and thunder I wish I could erase,
And wipe the pain from you sweet face.
But I can’t change what I have done,
Like the blowing wind the past is gone.
I can only offer this with every part,
And say I am sorry with all my heart.

by L. M. Montes

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Evening

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Twilight comes but once a day,
The sky turns raven black,
Grass and flowers yawn away.

Stars step out to blink and wink
While the moon man smiles back,
A look that only heaven thinks.

The tide rolls in to eat the sand,
While couples stroll along the beach,
Arm in arm or hand in hand.

by L. M. Montes

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Presence

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Look on sea blue skies and see
a dove that carries warmth from me.
Lie your weary soul on soft smooth sand,
close your eyes,
I’ll take your hand.
Smell the sweetness that painted flowers send,
and know the comfort to thee I do attend.
Listen, to the woosh of the waves,
hear my whispering words
that linger lightly as they say,
look at me,
across the vast expanse of time,
I am with you, in heart and in mind.

by L. M. Montes

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Villanelle I

Quietly by the shore at night
The seagulls swoop and sway,
Singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

In the shadows a fading sight,
A creepy tiny creature crawling free
Quietly by the shore at night.

The sun is down, not burning bright,
Waves speak up with gentle glee
Singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

Two seagulls in the distance do fight,
As I sat silently observing by a tree
Quietly by the shore at night.

I heard a man, it gave me a fright,
He wheeled around to stare at me
singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

I thought it just might be alright
To talk to him, not run and flee
But sing old tunes in the radiant moonlight,
Quietly by the shore at night.

By L. M. Montes

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Soulmate

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By countless trees we walk,
Its limbs hold many years,
The leaves bend knowing nods,
of lifetimes we have shared.

My love for you an endless stream,
That flows within my heart,
To You I give my soul,
That we many never part.

Through time and space I’ve called to you,
The wind it carried my voice,
Upon the mountains and hilltops to shout,
An echo of love most rejoiced.

In dreams we’ve floated upon the sea,
And saw a setting sun kneel,
How awesome, complete, and whole,
For that is how you make me feel.

Come soar with me on eagle’s wings,
And dance above the clouds,
When whipping winds of life o’er take,
You catch me when I’m blown down.

At night we’ve met upon the shore<
And lain on sleepy sand,
Our spirits rose and love we’ve made,
To the music of nature’s band.

Each lifetime blooms from God above,
Like every spring His hand creates,
How golden and cherished are you,
My love, my life, my soulmate.

By L. M. Montes