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sunday morning 1965Sunday morning 1965 Author: serpico12 (IMG] Sunday morning in the country hear the...

Languishing With SiberiaAh my friends, I watch so much from the outside, yet who are we to percieve poetry. You write, I write, are we so different?, I have a love so far fro...

He aprendidoSe trata de los valores perdidos en nuestra sociedad y mas por el respeto.Me sentía inerme al ver la degradación de nuestra raza o como somos como ser...

Did they tell you?When we remember the separation of our loved ones after their death...

Fear.Just made up ....

Oliver TwistOne of my favorite Dickens charactures...

hmm, thoughtsI was reading the top of this site and saw where it said write your own poetry so as i was sitting here 5 minutes ago, i jotted this down. thats all,....

Being Irish in AmericaThinking about my heritage and how I wish I were in the UK! Ireland, Scotland...England (it's complicated) . . .that's where my heart is! So many poe...

Din GuardiDin Guardi © D Heckels The only memorial of all that is told are of sieges and valorous chieftains of old from that bleak rocky throne in...

House of BurdenThinking like them. But the crisis is real....

A SIMPLE MANTRUTH Tweaked 9/13/17...

Ye Olde Sweet ShoppeThis takes us back to the good old days of....Ye Olde Sweet Shoppe Written:11th July 2013...

Pulsatilla (Homeopathy & Flower Remedies)Missing Manitoba Xmas Season Craving yakisoba...

The Bayspot x..........

Last BreathMaybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!....

She Walked with Grace (sonnet)She walked with grace through grassy meadows pausing to smell the sensual fragrance watching the rabbits dart down their barrows their white tail...

MOON OF MY ANCESTORSI wrote this poem as a result of my trip to Ireland. It was actually SIX years ago that I went and May 8th was the day I returned to my front door. Th...

Moving OnI think when we are ready to move on in life each of us knows when it is time, be it emotional or physical moving. We know when the journey needs to m...

A LOOK.......A LOOK WAS GIVEN ITS STILL IN MY MIND BY WHOM ITS GIVEN WHO COULD BE SO KIND?...

Precious Bits Of BeingThe mind, processing what a busy day of living calls forth....

Mario Brothers 3My last song I listened to is If I Can't Have You by Yvonne Elliman from 1977 on the Bee Gees Saturday Night Fever soundtrack....

LearningA gift a spectacular Man gave me xx...

* * *Another translation from the Russian poet Sergei Yesenin...

FineDreams can sometimes bring back good and bad memories....

Under the skyPeaceful places allow us to get away from the chaos...

can you hold timecan you hold time there in your hand like grains sand wish one could can you hold life there in your hand and not grow old if only can yo...

BlackheartEverytime i look at you i see my past my present and my future all wrapped up so perfectly. It would be so easy just to be with you To sa...

terminal youthOh to be young again bouncing up and down with giggled drama running in all ways free to smile the hours passing childhood easily not thinking o...

NOTHING BEATS...In memory of the true love of my life Tthat's yet to manifest!...

Whisper of a lovers touchDreams...

Gigolo..She said to him you are just a gigolo A love robot you just aim to please. He told her I will wine and dine you be your love and flame. She...

UnforgivenWhile morning 's light creeps silently through the ivory curtain, She awakens to the sound of a red winged blackbird, singing a haunting song...

2020He came in the cover of the night music and street dances. He came with a shot of traffic jams hugs and good luck wishes. He came when I was...