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For my ever wondering heart, pleading to find the truth in the light of love. Thank you for reading.
Somewhere The thought Lost how ~ to think ........ ~Bentlee~
I do what I do because of what I do not do. Why do I not do it? I know what to do. I even used to. It's easy for me or you. Why do we not do it? So many don't. Just because they wont. Tho they know they should. Why do they not do it
Lovers can have any conversation, anything they say have a love pattern.They are happy, but some still believes on valentine's day, without knowing that, there is nothing like lover's day, because love doesn't last for a day. Lovers are people who have feelings for each other.
BOMBS ARE MADE, TIME HAS CHANGED, WHAT WE LOST WE REMEMBER, WHAT WE REMEMBER, WE HAVE FOREVER. BY PEDRO, 2007
There's nothing out there but wilderness Don't shoot your arm You'll do yourself harm Don't snort it You might snuff it There's nothing out thee but wilderness Hold onto love Like a dove Don't run around like a clown You might not get down
First published some years ago on a major poetry site, this little piece made their representative book/cd set for that year. A slow,bluesy tune goes with it when it's performed.
Legends
A little poem about remembrance for all we are and say….I am often inspired by simple country life here in the New England countryside and sharing a little of that sentiment here.
What you think, what you dream, Even a tranquil mountain stream. What other people have to say Or describe the type of day. Something to make someone smile, Or cause them to ponder a while. It can be about what you see, Or a great deep blue
At my old church they had a fund drive to repair the old organ. As part of the drive, you could "buy" a stain glass musical note in memory of a loved one that passed away. I "bought" one in memory of my Mom and these notes are displayed in between a glass window in the church with tiny gold plates above the notes with the person's name that the note is in memory of. This inspired me to write this poem.
I made a friend this morning. It was small, red, had little black spots and tickled my arm as he or she scurried up and down. And so, the lady bug dance.
As a child, growing up, most of the poems I learned at school were of the traditional type. Memorizing and reciting them, which I enjoyed, were part of the learning exercise. Free verse, a modern form of poetry, was a new experience for me. Over the years, I jotted down some of my thoughts on things, especially, on Nature topics. I always considered such writings to be prose. It was only after I learned of free verse, that I saw that they could also be viewed as poetry with a slight variation in the line layout to create a sense of metre. I referred to such writing as poetic prose and labelled some of my earlier poems as such.
I was looking at all the different snowflakes and how each one is different then the rest and how God created each one individually just like all his children of the world.
MY POEM WILL MAKE MY READERS KNOW SOME HINTS ABOUT LIVING A FULFILLED LIFE
Need I say more?
SUCH A GREAT LOVE SONG WRITER!
Not claiming this is a poem as I know nothing about poetry. Must say it sounds and looks a bit like a poem so decided to post it here.
IT TAKES 3 THINGS TO MAKE TREES GROW TALL AND STRONG! MULCH, THE LORDS RAINDROPS, AND THE LOVE OF THESE DEDICATED PEOPLE!
It is what it is.......
this poem is written by a good friend of mine. thanks for all your reads and comments. my first time ever to publish one that is not written by me. thank you all my family in the poetry world.
Elders tell the story that somewhere in Africa the elephants have a secret place where they go to lie down releasing t
My view on life!
Time creates the moment For us to decide How we as ourselves Can heal what is our's. ~Bentlee~
At times of think of where we are going with technology at the helm, that we all subscribe too. As I see this the life I knew of good friends and good social has only a place to show in our wake. I may be wrong, yet I know I'm right.
Dont love yourself for the wrong reasons But hate yourself for the right ones, Forgive yourself for your past mistakes, Be prepared for the ones you are going to make. Nobody's perfect and it apply to you, And dont portray yourself like a per
My first day in Holland.
I am part of the music on the sheet I can't miss a beat I need to be here for the symphony to be complete I am a treasure, a gift, an expression of love Giving thanks to heaven's mysterious secrets from above My existence, my light, the stars at
well the magic of the enchanted realms of poetry corner has cast its hidden arsenals of potent magics alas I've fallen and became drunkard troll to play and dance as I've been so bold ....ha ha ha Have a wonderful magical Sunday to one and all
NEVER STOP TELLING YOUR PARENTS THAT YOU LOVE THEM!NEVER KNEW MY DAD BUT I"M SURE HE LOVED ME!I WAS GIVEN THE GIFT OF MUSIC!
It is self explanatory ....
What say you to this!I believe most people will shy away from a reply here, because of being afraid to speak out against what's in front of them. So it go'es to show that fear tactics work. I believe I'm here for a reason, not too sure what that reason is, but I'll not let fear interupt what I feel needs to be said.
In time Things will work out In time things will be where they are supposed to be In the meantime take things as they are at the moment if it is meant to be eventually it will happen
Pondering...
I had you but I lost you Coz I was taken away from you You had me but you lost me Coz I was taken away from you We had each other but we lost us Coz we were separated The day you were taken away from me I could never forgive myself D
I HOPE, THIS WILL BE; A FITTING TRIBUTE, TO A GREAT MAN!
Oh, woops, it's Monday morning. I should've been in bed a few hours ago lol but I felt my morning needed some tender movies about love following slowly, after shallow egos. It occurred to me that maybe, instead of hankering on the whole "Why are men in my generation so shallow, rude and dare I say...really uneducated..." I'll not give a shit if they look at me and see what they deem 'ugly', as in, not a Playboy centerfold. Besides, I'm sure even those women have pimples on their a**. ;) Not me...I have a great a**. Anyways...so instead of all these shallow men with frozen emotions, hatred and no emotional legs to stand on... I'll wait until I'm ready and stand on my own two damn feet. I suppose I should massage them then, they've been sore lol
I wrote it years ago when my poetry was light and sweet, I'm still light and sweet, Lol
What a beautiful spring day, I just had to go out and play I stumbled upon a field of wild flowers. Flowers bring much delight to me.No two flowers are alike So many scents coming my way, they tickle and make my nose twitch all day What a beauti
How many of us have that one piccy stashed in that little place that we keep for our own inspiration.............
If you're feeling negative or if you're feeling down, You know it's up to you to try and turn it all around, nothing is a waste they are all lessons that we learn to gain more understanding on the way this great world turns and we are here to
PEOPLE TAKE LIFE TO SERIOUSLY! I GO THROUGH LIFE, SINGING!
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