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Poetry Quotes by Richelle E. Goodrich

50 Poetry quotes by Richelle E. Goodrich

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Richelle E. Goodrich paints a scene where wind carries haunting souls that give the breeze goose bumps. She mixes images of clippity‑clop horses, tea under a gooseberry tree, and raindrops that stir fragile flowers and grief. Her verses celebrate courage, love, and the power to defy doubt.

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“We try new things with open minds. Mistakes, they come and go. Attempting what we cannot do Is how we learn and…

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“The crazy thing about poetry is how its simplicity makes it complicated.”

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“I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty.”

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“I cast my eyes out to the sea and gaze at all eternity until forever turns to night. My eyes then lift…

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“He was always thoughtful and affectionate toward her, and so she was a sweetheart to him.”

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“I love you, Mom. ___I love you more. I love you to the moon! ___I love you to my core.”

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“Sipping tea with glee beneath a gooseberry tree. I wish Alice were here. Oh, my dear, do not fear, she will be.”

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“There should ne’er be a time When a duty or dime Doth outshine The importance of family.”

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“You tell me that yes, I can do it. I know. And I may do it, if I so choose. You tell…

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“Lavender lilies all dotted with spots. Sun-yellow daffodils clustered in pots. Blue morning-glories climb trellises high. Powder-white asters like stars in the…

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“If I could have one friend, just one in all the world, I know that I would not seek out a boy…

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“Silence is my defense. The protector whom I trust. A sturdy shield, A loyal safe-keeper, A sentinel, impassable. Silence is my refuge.…

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“A poet is simply an artist whose medium is human emotions. A poet chisels away at our own sensibilities, shaping our vision…

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“I sat in a box With walls on each side. Not too tall. Not too wide. To think. To ponder. To pray.…

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“ Life is the season for loving and caring, for laughing and caroling, giving and sharing. Christmas is meant for the same,…

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“Raindrops fall from clouds of gray. The fragile flowers grow. Teardrops seem all I can say. They speak of endless woe. Your…

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“Teach me to sing and recite, To whistle and jingle and strum. Teach me to color and paint, To sculpt and weave…

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“I look in the mirror and see myself, and yet I really don’t. Only an image is perceived, not things I will…

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“A dragon grows in leaps and bounds, Like troubles mounting by the pound. Its stature heightens day to day, Imposing dread and…

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“A snake bites your ankle. Recoiling, you scream. Fearing poison, your mind slips into a dream... ...where a man bites your ankle.…

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“ Oh, Man in the Moon " "Oh, man in the moon, send an evening star to wink at my dreary eyes,…

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“What if dragons breathed bubbles and purred when they cuddled and giggled at chivalrous knights for their troubles? What if dragons felt…

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“ Magic Words " " Silly words cause trills because they're ludicrous and funny. Happy words paint endless smiles and swallow troubles…

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“My favorite words in the world are these: “what” and “if” in conjunction. They question curiosities in simple form and function. “What”…

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“Poetry is the wailing of a broken heart―the etched sorrows of despairing souls. These artful words are an exclamation in rare colors…

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“If I were to sit on the ocean floor and look toward the sky, I might see a whale or electric eel…

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“On Hallows Eve, we witches meet to broil and bubble tasty treats like goblin thumbs with venom dip, crisp bat wings, and…

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“My spirit mirrors the radiance of a clear, blue sky. With closed eyes I lift my face and smile, warmed from the…

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“Death lurks in the shadows, just out of view. Now and then I see his reaching hand, uncertain of the blurry image…

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“Dark feelings churn inside me, weighing my spirit as if gray clouds were emptying their cold, drenching contents into my being. I…

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“Not every day is awful. Not every day is good. Despite the way the hours pass, I’m living like I should. Not…

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“Discouragement, fear, and depression— three villains who lurk in the dark. They slip inside souls with a blindfold and goals to shatter…

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“ To Bury A Star " "I pulled a star from the darkest corner of night and hid it within my bosom.…

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“ My Floating Sea " "Pastel colors reflect in my opening eyes and draw my gaze to a horizon where the waters…

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“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch…

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“ Do I Love You " I stand in the night and stare up at a lone star, wondering what love means.…

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“ Why Roses Crave Thorns " Petals detach from a wilting bud—a single stem plucked before fully blossomed. They descend in hesitant…

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“I never knew what Mother knowed, Like how a thread and needle sewed, And how a kiss healed boo-boos fast. Why family…

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“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.”

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“ Smile. Steel it. Keep steeling it. Laugh. Trill it. Keep trilling it. Love. Feel it. Keep feeling it.”

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“A session of boasting won't attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.”

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“Mystery, why so attractive to me? You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongue, and with a cold kiss draw me forward.…

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“It's amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is…

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“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch and tender…

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“You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand.”

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“While you judge me by my outward appearance I am silently doing the same to you, even though there's a ninety-percent chance that in…

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“You made a choice—a single choice. How neat to think you may have opened the door to a wondrous future without knowing.”

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“The key to valuing something is to lose it and then realize how rare it was—after which you pray like mad to regain what…

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“Rather than critique people, try admiring God’s creative handiwork.”

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