Short Poem
It’s the things that you say, that change the way that your life Will flow, it’s never what you know, it’s always what you don’t know, What you can't see, That will make the difference between happiness and misery!
Creations visions
There is a way and all would say, that you are my creation, I created you, to be free, to experience all, all of me, There's a way to go, there's a way to know, that you are you and I am you too, just close your eyes and visualize, and see, what
The future
In a thousand years, there will be new fears, global warming lost and gone no warning, new spirits flow new way to go, and all that is will be lost and gone, we're not right, we're not wrong, we are the eternal epitome of that age old song, it was
Final exam!
If you divide the good by the bad do you get the mad? The sad? If you multiply you and me what would you see? A host of energy? If you subtract negativity, then add positivity and all that could be, Then you know you have passed!
He Taught Me...(an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
So many things still to learn....
Ready Steady Go!
Start the day with a smile,start the day away from negativity, and all that brings you down, don't let the world suffocate you, don't you drown, don't you be anything they can see, always feel free to be you, the you that you know, instinctively
Sunset
A sunset heralds a new beginning, the promise of a golden age, a fire in the sky that shows its rage, as its golden demise turns a new page.
When thunder is about you
Haven't written a poem in months, just toying with some rhyming
Be careful of what you ask for...
God's own Will for us always supersedes what we want for ourselves, so we need to be mindful of that when we ask, and wait, for His response.??
Colours!
Colours……………., colours mean so much don’t they? They can define your day, blue or grey, Or soothing and colourful, feel the hint of spring On it’s way, Blue is cold, like a winters day, ….but snow, snow Brings out the child in you for you to
Lesson 1
Why does nothing change? You know this and I know that, I'm right and you are wrong, who's bigger?, who's more strong?, Who wants control?, noone can let it be, noone can see, it does not matter, but its up to you, and its up to me, to let it b
Time to ponder!
The new age is now, fanciful thoughts lost, memories gone, born anew, all of the past never meant to last, new you maybe, we will see.
JESUS...my rainbow (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
Life's stormy weathers are easier to bear with Jesus's help.:-)
BE here
So you enjoy what you do? until life intrudes on you, and tomorrow becomes a chore, destined forevermore, until you can see the way, that's the price you will pay, not being enlightened, always too frightened to look outside of yourself for the a
Genesis
If you could only remember who you really are, being here, so near and so far, Imagine something divided by two, then divided eternally, that's me and you, you may not see, For this "REALITY", blinds you purposefully, and it's intention is t
What is Man? (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
“What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him, that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?” (Job 7:17 & 18)
When you're gone!
There are people that I know, who refuse to grow, constant attention seekers, don't know where they'll go, They believe in themselves, they think they know, it all, ultimately, they fall! So, never judge, never be, never say what you cant see
Born
Those magical feelings we used to feel, fascination, anticipation, a dream becomes real, Butterflies fluttering inside, a feeling you just can't hide, Wonderment at what you see, not knowing what could or could not be, Excitement just being he
The Right of No Return
Just a bit of food for thought writing, its about a dancer on ice, and the presence of war happening around the world, what she sees when she's on the ice, skating, and in the moment of fleeting noise or stillness before the dance ends.
Why Poetry?
Poetry to make you think....
Who knows?
Tomorrow could be, it could, be, what we envisage, what we want it to be, Tomorrow can be a replication of today, we can think, we can be, we can swim or we can sink, Tomorrow could be unique, find all we want, what we seek, nothing is out o
Your creation!
Did you ever feel detached from the human race? There was only you, nothing to face? You know that it's true?, there IS only you! You exist to exist that's true, And all that you'll be and all that you'll see, Is all your creation, how you want
Memories
Memories are all we leave, of who we are, what we did believe. Memories our loved ones hold, maybe, fanciful thoughts that were never told. Wandering, thinking, seeing the light, knowing what is wrong, and what is right. Finding yourself be
Tomorrow?
Tomorrow becomes today and yesterday fades away, so the present is how we exist, there's no other way, there's nothing to resist, we can't bring back the past, and the future is not meant to last, for it suddenly becomes the.............. past. S
Unafraid!
Be not afraid, for tomorrow will be, this is not the end, not for you, not for me, And if they close your eyes for you tonight, you have nothing to fear, you will still be here, in a new form, a shining light, an energy so bright, nothing can take a
Flowers
How flowers can sooth our sorrows
Those
When you view this world through a speckled lens, there's those that resist, there's those that have missed, those with a bucket list, those that live in fear, those who refuse to hear, there's those that know, those that grow, and those that will ne
Nature
I feel blessed. Happy Easter to all
I know,,,,,part 2
I know that you know what I do and where I go, I know that you know my schemes and my dreams, I know that you know who I am inside, I know that you know when I laughed and when I cried, I know that you know just what tomorrow will be,
Raise up - Wake up
Something I wrote back in March. It's about letting go of fear and becoming a bad a** warrior
I Like the Rain (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
It's raining even now...:)
It's never over!
Wonderfully standing free, thinking , writing, how it should be, memories of times gone past, inner emotions, they may last, wanting, feeling, caring with love, seeking inspiration from above, lost promises, lost belief, left with nothing, no relief,
My Friend
I wrote a letter yesterday, to a friend of mine, I really didn't know what to say, I told him that there was war and people were dying, bravery prevailing, but children were crying, there did not seem to be an end in sight, and could he help me on th
Youth!
One to one hundred seems so long, but in years, in time, its over and gone, And all those dreams, and that painful reverely, well it appeared and then disappeared faster than we could see. So now I'm sixty one, youth long gone, tomorrow is but a
Born to be!
The eternal quest to be better, be the best that you can be?, why not just be you?as good as you are? it will take you just as far, to the end, because my friend, no matter how good you are, it is still over in a blink, swim or sink, just be who you
A Dash of Lemon
Watched Gatsby recently, DiCaprio did a good job
For the "?" Poets
Dedicated to ALL the poets; who are now designated by a "?" (instead of a username), here on CS....
Senryu
nature inspired
Heaven
Warrant's song Heaven was a song I sang for karaoke last night, it got a standing ovation, as it is a hopeful song. The album it comes from has one of my favorite, a fat rich man with money for hair coming out behind his ears, gold and silver rings on each hand, and a cigar made out of a dollar bill.
Horses Women and Dogs
I have thought long, and hard;- And the most lovable things; in this world;- Are horses, women, and dogs. © lovecanbereal All rights reserved
Short and sweet!
You need to ask questions or you will never know what road to take, which way to go, so observe and learn to find your way, but be yourself, come what may!
A question of difference!
What's the difference, between life and existence? If I shoot myself in the head, do I spend the rest of my life dead? Is that impossible? An illusion? or a Cotard delusion? Do we exist because we are alive?, or are we alive just because we exist?