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Murmurings of the Heart: One Angelic Kiss
Murmurings of the Heart: One Angelic Kiss
Murmurings of the Heart: One Angelic Kiss
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This collection of poetry was inspired by poet P. A. Ramours Angel of Love, and it is with her in mind that he expresses his innermost thoughts and feelings of love.

The poems in Murmurings of the Heart: One Angelic Kiss were inspired in the years after the poet P. A. Ramour discovered the relaxation and enjoyment of simply expressing his thoughts and feelings in verse. With no purpose or goal in mind beyond than the introspection, he writes of his early family life with humor and divulges some of his meanderings in nostalgia.

Ramours life changed considerably with the passing of his wife and a failed second marriage; in response to these changes, his poetry became a release for his overflowing emotions. The newfound freedom to follow his love of music ultimately led to the meeting of his Angel of Love. Suddenly his need to write about his new love accelerated to an intense desire to pour out his heart in these poems. They became good friends, and before long her beauty and talent inspired Ramour to write of his love for her.

Overwhelmed by her love of life, he opens his heart to her through Murmurings of the Heart. His verses reveal the true love and beauty of a relationship seemingly arranged in heaven for their golden years.

LanguageEnglish
PublisheriUniverse
Release dateNov 20, 2012
ISBN9781475957938
Murmurings of the Heart: One Angelic Kiss
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P. A. Ramour

P. A. Ramour was one of seven children; after finishing high school, he learned the carpentry trade and became a master carpenter and cabinetmaker. He was widowed after thirty years of marriage and raising five children. He met his “Angel of Love” while entertaining at a retirement community for seniors. He currently lives in California.

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    Murmurings of the Heart - P. A. Ramour

    MURMURINGS

    of the HEART

    P. A. Ramour

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    MURMURINGS of the HEART

    Copyright © 2012 P. A. Ramour

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    ISBN: 978-1-4759-5792-1 (sc)

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    Library of Congress Control Number: 2012920028

    iUniverse rev. date: 11/16/2012

    Contents

    I Search the Stars

    Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

    I Must Go Now

    Soar Like an Eagle

    The Carousel of Life

    September

    Evening at Ada Lake

    Good Morning

    Listen to My Heart

    Your Sweet Song

    We’ll Work around It

    The Meadow

    The Loveliness of Silence

    Memories

    Over the Hill

    Willie

    This Child

    Dyanne

    Robin

    Pathos

    One Angelic Kiss

    My Dream

    The Thought of Your Kiss

    Awakening

    Why Hasten Tomorrow?

    Could I?

    I Saw an Angel

    Where Is My Heart?

    Imprisoned in Love

    Lovely Is the Night

    Gusto

    Companionship

    Musings of a Candle Lover

    In Her Kitchen

    Feeling Like Reeling

    If

    Let This Heart

    This Little House

    My Redd

    In My Persuasion

    On the Sea of Love

    My Song

    New Wine

    A Delicate Shade of You

    An Angel’s Tear

    My Heart’s Song

    Don’t Ask

    A Heart Embraced

    When You Are Near

    Ecstasy

    Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

    So Rises My Heart

    Who Goes There?

    To Capture Rapture

    Daydreams

    Since You Came Along

    My House

    My Hajji

    For You Only

    With You

    My Anxious Heart

    When We Are Apart

    If We Could Share

    My Babe

    My Garden

    A Noble Garden

    Paradise Found

    Time in Limbo

    From a Lily Pad

    My Song to You

    Your Azure Blue Eyes

    Why?

    Moment to Moment

    To Italy with Love

    Be Still My Heart

    Until Then

    Love in a Well

    Love’s Longing

    Dreams Come True

    Paradise Gained

    Since I Found You

    Forgive Me

    Women’s Wisdom

    Ask of Me

    Angel

    Through the Years

    Longing

    This book is dedicated to a foxy lady whom I call Angel.

    She brought a new kind of love to me in my golden years,

    the phase of life when most are settled in life’s routines.

    I Search the Stars

    I search the stars for an answer to a question I can’t even state.

    How can the stars even transfer their message to me or relate?

    From where will my enlightenment come?

    Shall I inquire beyond the unknown?

    There is an underlying urge of excitement.

    I’m in want for my curiosity to be shown.

    I know there is more than what is apparent.

    To understand fully is elusive.

    My inquisitiveness may seem errant.

    I know all that’s seen is inconclusive.

    Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

    My heart is telling me yet

    to write this epithet

    of a love passed in a season.

    In its time for its reason:

    Skoal!

    O! How I shall now lament

    of a love and time which has spent

    its desires and dreams,

    just to be rent from my soul.

    As leaves in autumn fall to die,

    my memories of our joys do cry.

    Our season to love has passed on by.

    It is winter in June, and I hear the bell toll.

    Do you cast away a love song so true

    only because it’s no longer new?

    Or do you feel its song is trying?

    Where are the tears?

    Should I be crying?

    Cajole!

    A conquest, you said was I, touché.

    A love found I.

    Olé!

    Look at me now this day.

    My heart is rent right from my soul.

    Again I’m reminded to lock my heart.

    Shall ever I unlock it again and start

    its exodus to the Promised Land?

    Behold!

    Where is my heart?

    Has it turned cold?

    I Must Go Now

    So now it’s time for us to part,

    although it is heavy on my heart.

    We’ve tried and plied our differences deep.

    We’ve cried, too oftentimes, ourselves to sleep.

    So I must go now.

    What you and I have been longing for

    is our love returned, as once before.

    Now it’s just a fantasy.

    Oh, how I’ve yearned to know again

    the joy we had another time when

    our love was new,

    our love was true.

    I worshiped you.

    So I must go now.

    No more to hear you call my name,

    first, with love and then disdain.

    No longer a need to reason why

    we’re unable to see eye to eye,

    or even try.

    And so, I must go now.

    Good-bye.

    Soar Like an Eagle

    Like a mother eagle with chicks in her high nest

    searching woodland and shore from East to West,

    her need before her, chicks hunger behind her,

    with outstretched wings carrying her

    from her love, for her love.

    Like the eagle my heart has risen from its brambly nest

    to soar, to feel the wind on my breast.

    I have sought pleasure these passing years,

    even to this day.

    Pleasure will not abide with fear.

    Together they will not stay.

    Although

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