El Diablo
When people talk of things they should not speak of...
My enemy opened the doorway to heaven...
Life is either hell or heaven for me, and, astoundingly, I discovered that I, decide moment to moment what my experience will be... For instance, the point was driven dramatically home to me, when, years ago, a defence attorney who was extremely
Ode to Poets Corner (acrostic)
as said an ode to all in here and the anguish most of us go through teasing the last few words out and now my own brain sure aches lol
Moon Lady
Moon such an evocative word
Genesis
A mixture of a dream and some observations from my window.
Painting a great beauty...(...)
Is it love...or pure esthetic?
Reflective Thoughts
whimsical thoughts after an excellent day
Going Home
About " Going Home"...but maybe being gone too long ??????
POSITIVE THINKING
KNOW CAN DO
A delicate balance.
Not too sure if this is the right category....
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
Heart Murmurs
Yeah...I admit it ...I wrote it.
The Face of Truth
Thinking...about "stuff"
The Miracle of Life
Just some moments of inspiration...loving life
In the Club
I saw PEOPLE a swarm at late hours FORGETING yesterday's banal moments GESTS Being close to another IN EYES promise of a new start ... HO
walk in the woods
walking through the woods dusk falling under trees arched like soldiers nights calliing looking up eeriely white milky smiling through the gap the moon clowns dusk falling smiles in the bay beautiful reflection of lights sparkling like
Sadness is Sea...
I was carried away by the way this poet describes sadness. Since sadness is my normal condition I found it fascinating. Poets, don't pay attention and remain your usual happy selves.
I am a mountain.
From the heavens joy spirit and soul I am my own mountain and today i stand over everest If i were to laugh it would seem like thunder I could conjure a mighty wind from a single sigh And flood the world with my tears But i am not in mournin
This Mystic Vision
Monday, 30 March 2009 - Feeling a bit mystic and optimistic about life and its many mysteries!
2 haikus
When the rain falls the sun shines even brighter when the storm says good-bye. Love with rough knuckles a crooked grin,a big heart spells out my father.
Another kind of Mathematics
Beautiful
The hieroglyph
What loneliness to find no meaning when there is a meaning And what loneliness to be blind in the full light of day, - and deaf, what loneliness, amidst the swelling of a song But not to understand when there is no meaning, and to be bli
the world
the world is a place many races many colours would not be a world without all our fellow man each individual a link in the chain making it our world unity and harmony the perfect world but as in life nobody is perfect just like the world
Unwords
I enjoyed it. He is not english writer but You can found more translations in internet.
In Memory
In memory of Mukhran Machavariani (1929-2010) - a great Georgian poet. Born this day, the 12th of April, 1929, he died of a heart attack at the anniversary night of his fellow poet Fridon Khalvashi. He was 81 years old.
The Four Seasons
these are the words that came to me. At 63 and a poet I'm very happy with this writing. It will be included in my book of poems to be soon published.
True love......
True love means to be loved How u are. True love means to be loved When u are down, True love means to be loved When are u are blue. True love means Two in one forever.
The Chat of Our Life
Let’s talk about life and dream Life, which I always want it to be perfect… Never will be.. It depends on my hands Dream, which I always have it But I never reach it It depends on my will Now, let’s talk about love Love, which I adore It h
Jonathan
Winter. and Seagulls. Silvered arrows Flying high Scratching the sky. Water And Ice. Balance in air, Freedom is fair When Reaching the sea. What lovely play between heaven and earth. Me... Watching the Inocent flo
Dancing with you
Bodies... Moving around Steps... Sweeping the ground Eyes... Ending the wire Rising the fire Skins burning Becaming hot Hands touching... The fever is reaching The top. Brrr... Surrounds me the shivers.
The God Of Israel
after reading priest you are fired I felt intense inspiration to write this so this is dedicated to you NowisallUhave
Rebirth of a Myth Creature
I have always loved the myth of the Phoenix
Spring has gone
This Georgian poetess' mood tells more about seasons. Sometimes it hurts so that spring may be followed by fall against all natural laws. "It hurts to see him Walking all alone ..."
Still You....
This is my world, Centered in Your universe. Can I go outside and play, Asked the child whose eyes were so a
KARYN
KARYN K nowledge of you A ngel dropped from the sky R eminds, to any man, the love for life Y ou fly softly among us as a cloud at night N ot to be owned but just to be admired
Learn to...
Learn to enjoy your life Learn to care by yourself Learn to love yourself first Then to love other people. Learn to appreciate the health, Learn to enjoy everything, Learn to smile every day.
LOVE....
Love me more when I deserve less Love me more when I get wromg Love more when I am lost Love me more when I am sad Love me more,wjem I need love Love me more when all is blue.
I wait you
I wait you to come in my life To make me forget the past To hel my heart To make me smile again. To make laugh again To give me a sweet kiss And give a sweet and wrm hug.
Dreaming Again
Dreaming of better days and looking forward to better nights. Times are a bit crazy and it's looking like there is no end in sight. With comets falling out of the sky. To the near hit of an asteroid flying by. It makes me kind of worried at
Quotes
More quotes from my old journal from 1991.
Blind Faith
Alone on the park bench she sits Wishing for a second chance on love Her husband, long gone Called early to the Lord above And though she misses him dearly It's been six years in the past Since her romance turned to tragedy You never know how
Someone Else
Anyone who read the touch knows Mary...cheers have a wonderful day :)