SWEET SLEEP
FOR THE MOON RIDES HIGH IN THE SKY DARKNESS HAS FELL SECURE TO TUCK YOU IN FOR IS TIME TO CLOSE YOUR SWEET DIAMOND EYES LUNA IS VIBRANT AND BRIGHT TO GUIDE THE FLIGHT THE GRASS HAS DEW FOR THE SOULS BAREFEET HUSH FOR ALL IS QUITE AND I DO
The coin (s/c file)
POSTED For: serpico/christian(author)
down by the river...........
enjoying father's day with my lovely wife , tinky touring ........
Clothiers
I will wear the genius of clouds. My feet will go where feet are flesh & bone. Free, like breath, I will shift, I will float, I will flow beyond the regulations of nations. I will wear melodies of the oceans, whales, percussion of wa
Behold
Isaiah 7:14 was written over 700 years before Jesus was born.
Drive
Today I'll leave it all behind And take a drive on the South Side Circles will come back around When gra
BEFORE!............
It seems to be a neverending cycle since the very first buildings of one settlement being demolished so the next can be built and it still goes on today.....Progress they call it....Andrew...xxx
Winter
I wrote it years ago when my poetry was light and sweet, I'm still light and sweet, Lol
MY FURRY VALENTINE
ALL FOR YOU, MY JASMINE
"EIGHT SEASONS IN THE SUN"
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.
R E M E M B E R I N G
I remember when I was a tot, After playing in the muddy puddles; Mom said,"You sure love mud a lot". "I cleaned you up, next time it'll be trouble." I'm not sure if it happened again, But I never got any spanking. She cooked and cleaned a
The Artist
A good friend asked me recently to teach her poetry. Rather she was serious or not I really didn't know what to say, so I quoted her something from Robert Frost which I also opened this verse with. Plutarch said " Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks " I dont consider myself a poet, just some guy who uses his pen as a paddle and the currents as my guide. What is poetry to you ?.. Cheers
Child within.
Time to relax .
~If you had just one wish~
I love people but they're making it a full time job, where the pay sucks.
"HUGZ"
Wishing each of you a Blessed weekend. And yes I know how to spell hugs! lol. Peace, Pink. Oh, and of course a hug for all.
The Mirror Image
This poem is a spin-off poem to "The Shadow", I hope you will all enjoy this poem also. Written 9th June 2013
A Reason To Fly
Upon of Which I might convince Myself that i can write Would surely be the day of whence The Blue had left the sky So for now I'll just pretend While I linger on these words And if you wish, while you read along Imagine...that you're a bir
To all my fair maidens
My spirit..my love
Your Best
Dedicated to my Aunt Bonn, who by now is out and about in her flower garden. Remember, You are Loved! Wishing you all the best! Blessings.
Little quiet
I rest my mind on your chest listen the silence ... of the deep inner rhythm up and down me ... a boat that struggles in waves and not fear anymore ... the storms http://photos.connectingsingles.com/blogs/8/blog0da50
MUSIC
Silence around, No light and no sound Outside shadows of lives, the sun is awake Still..it's dark and cold, empty heart with no soul to shake For once listen to us, then make your choice We do ask for you, but we scream with no voice The
Along my way
Reflections on truth from an idealist
Tears
this poem was wrote when i had few minutes chill out time ...
Give me the power
I did not write this I translate it from a Tamil song the god inside is not particular but general the title is SAKTI KODU meaning literally POWER GIVE have a blessed weekend my fellow poets AND I LOVE YOU ALL
dance with me
In my arms I hold you tight Your arms carress my waist You r head rest on my shoulder you nibble my ear Sudducing me As we slowly dance Sweet music plays Lost in are rythems of dance feel your heart beat as you carress hold me t
dance of the sun
About my favorite author William Shakespeare
Humour
For Humour is vast and if its spelt right, Humor for yanks, but humour for brits or the pale limey white, but which came first for theres not many that know, that colour was once color that brits changed after king george lost his show, with th
It's ok
Awww, c’mon! For real? That’s just illusion. I’m not into delusion. I feel too real. I remember everything crystal clear. The hurt, the pain, right now, right here. But it’s all ok. Everything goes away. We’re all going away. We’re all
We Come
I am African-American with a strong sense of who I am. I appreciate the struggle of the brothers and sisters that enables me to do the things that I do.
the awakening moment of a mans life(baby)
We will have our baby in August can't wait
Welcome- CoffeeShop at the Edge of the Universe
Here, at the coffee shop at the edge of the universe, the flowers bleed as if they were hearts, the hearts ooze a darkness like India ink, and poets dip their pens in and they write. "Here at the coffee shop at the edge of the universe,"
Loves Freedom
My life has been a battle full of ups and downs and its been full of struggles but was up to me to turn it around and although I cared for others there was one who I forgot the one who tried to do his best but inside he was full of knots and
~Forks on the road~
I got to thinking tonight about how so many people keep making the same pained mistakes in their life, if only they could come out of the box, if only for a minute to see.............
Broken And Beautiful
Perhaps, it is because of the experience of being broken by hurt, and the suffering that goes with it, in whatever area of life, that we are able to experience greater depths of happiness at a later time. Kahlil Gibran says: "The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain." Perhaps, it is within the very cracks of our brokenness that we can discover a new joy and beauty that we may not be able to experience if we were not cracked and broken. I wish to dedicate this piece to those who have experienced acute pain and suffering in their lives, whether in romantic love or otherwise. Remember the words of Kahlil Gibran!
what you want from me world
what you want from me world tell me whit your plastic face whit your empty heart don t walk behind me you think i walk the way you want never all people follow your way i not i don t care what the world think about me i only know there are more lose
DIAMOND LIGHT
It is about life and the hardships we go through.. And we we stay honourable to ourselves and learn the true essence of self worth, we will find our own Diamond Light ...
The eyes..
Here's looking at you..
"No Regrets"
Never miss an opportunity to tell your child " I love you"
Lost Halycon Days.
Interestingly, this was written in 1985, for a moment in time thought that I was phyically redundant, the intervening years have proved to the contary, we have a power base in each given era, for which we must capitalise on.
Byegone London.
A sonnet on construction, highlighting how we all too often? wax lyrical about bygone days, yet in general, it was far from the truth, hopefully, the closing couplet focuses the condradiction to the previous twelve lines.
WHO ARE YOU??
BE TRUTHFUL
A life adamant
Keep in mind… there are things yet to be fulfilled Love in its tendency, to up and leave Without so much as a farewell Is as natural as summer… in its discipline to become winter A life can only live… Inexorable in its task It cannot be d