On Lonliness
Was feelin' a little lonely, so I wrote it away. :D
The Very Best!
Andrew......xxx
Dream with me
Dreams ride swiftly through the night Sensing nearness, closely bright Fantasy gentle within my sight Reaching arms of gentle might Hold on safely, softly, tight Absent all that is not light In my mind they wind around Telling much without a s
A Moment In Time
Just reflections in a quiet moment sittig on my porch at 1:40 pm.
meadow
Come take a journey into the meadow feel the cool grass touching your skin down to the river there in the distance this is a meadow where birds always sing
SHE IS LIKE A CANDLE
SHE IS LIKE A CANDLE IN THE EARTH THIS WOMAN UNDERSTANDS THE MAN SHE IS THE ONE MOONBEAMS LOVE LIGHT OF STARRY NIGHT BURNING BRIGHT EACH MAN NEEDS THIS STAR WHO COMES FROM AFAR SHE IS ALL IN HUMAN SENSE I AM THE MOTH TO HER LIGH
Chilled
Some time alone sittin at the fire. Very cool, oh apparently too close too lol. Cheers all.
STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND (Part 1)
Apologies to Heinlien for borrowing the title....We all have to make life changing decisions sometimes, knowing that whatever we decide, it could be the wrong decision......Andrew....xxx
SHADOW
Just thinking..Just to show that there is nothing to fear....Andrew....xxx
The Meaning of Dawn
I have always been a cheerleader for life and feel strongly that each day is worth winning to accomplish all we can and help make the world a better place.
And lunacy reigns supreme...
At first only a hint of it is perceived, Someone bumping into us in the street, An innocuous word here, A ‘wrong’ look there, A text message is not returned fast enough[translate that to ‘instantly’...] And the fish is baited, You’re cruelly ho
~do you believe ~
smile your days :) after all who says you can't :)
Complete Beauty
To inner beauty. The thing of dreams.
Eternal
For day after day, I've ploughed this field, Albeit for nothing, a barren yield, Covered forever by a black cloud, Where green shoots of hope are not allowed, In this field that no-one wants to know, Where even weeds refuse to grow. But, though
Rough
Untouched, unsullied, Magnificent, resilient and tough, Milky translucence that belies a beautiful clarity, Of inwardly reflected brilliance, A diamond in the rough.
~in my hammock~
between pine's I lay care free closed eye with nature's flute'd ballet........ gentle breeze blankets me cradled rock tween ere trees....... peaceful place to have found close eyed sight quite profound. . . . . think here's for a while where I'll sta
Whats missing?
Ah a little puzzle in words. :)
The Road Not Taken
Woww, so complecated, anyone understand this poem meaning...? Free free to share your opinion..hope to hear from you!
it's Heads ! I lose :)
But do we ever really learn ?! i hope you enjoy this. xx Virgosign
Let Me
short poem, it needs no more words
Self impossed exile
Inspired by Gypsyheart's recent poem about being stuck inside yourself. "Solitary confinement of loneliness"
Honesty..
What means honesty? At first sight seems An easy word But is so deep. Honesty is a big quality A quality which all we look After it,but this quality Is so rare nowadays. Honesty is like a rare flower Who has this flower Is a
I'm poisoned
I'm dying, I'm poisoned With darkness, With crowd! I'm trying To whisper But shouting So loud! I'm hiding - I'm found! I'm praying To you... I'm dying, I'm poisoned, I'm poisoned With you! Forgive me I'm flying To you In yo
I am God...
The meadow is still beside the awesome view The spring breeze passes still, it is new The sound of the waves as they reach the shore is comforting, to those who mourn, no more The afternoon sun
Live The Moment
I hope you like this one
Her Mind Amazing
Her mind was as amazing as the big bang What a sweet thing I could see her ideas form on her facial expressions exploding in her mind like a million fire flies raining down her throat balancing on her tongue waiting to be spoke Her words w
without
poets without [your line here]
Somewhere Dreams
Dreams tiptoe softly through the night sense direction, instincts right glimpsing sweetness just in sight holding closely, softly, tight they meander through the drifts of time thoughts born to me, from me, of mine tell tales of sleepless,restl
Dreamscape
lol......Andrew.....xxx
Sign in Sign out
Negative never helped anybody..
My Days Are Numbered
Be yourself and live life as if there is no tomorrow. In the end it is not how clean my floors were or how much money I had I want to be thinking about. It is how many people I really got to know. And how long I could look at just one flower and still see it as if it was the first time I looked at it.
'Person'(ality) v's Looks
A poem idea from the recent forum thread..thank you..
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“We are most alive when we’re in love.” ( John Updike)
#1 Doctor Recommended
Reading my Multivitamin bottle..you already guessed that..lol.
A GOOD TALKING TO!
Well......Someone has to do it....lol....Ah, thought I had better put a bit more here about this one.....I imagined Dickens sitting at his desk, in his study, big empty house, and writing a rather melancholy piece with a moral of course .....xxx
THE STORIE of FAERIE GLADE
This is the very first poem I wrote about Faerie Glade, little did I know when I first posted it over 2 years ago, here, that it would spawn three more book length stories....I thought I would like to re-post it for you, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.... Andrew...xxx
plea
http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/08/10/us-britain-riots-father-idUSTRE7794OP20110810 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZ1VjUSKevc&feature=player_embedded
Rain.
Rain is the tears of God God is crying for us I take the all tears and throw umbrella away tear seems like shower It is cold feel so cold the tears can vanish our sadness I feel how much we are sad by cold tears I want someone to take all m
three special sisters
Faith hope and charity are sisters three meet anyone of them heaven you see faith is a sister born with believing accepts the impossible with child like mind faith has confidence in our better efforts you can do it she softly says h
Flame of Kindness
written under previous serpico12
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Another translation - this time of the poem of Russian poet Sergei Yesenin (proved a hard nut to crack, still not happy).
Kisses
XXX