Night Fight
I was just thinking about some things that we hear in the night. How in the morning, if we had slept through it all, often times we would never even know it happened at all.
Raven
It's a description of a Raven
Loss
I wrote this poem at a time when a dear friend had lost his wife in a tragic accident. I saw how much he grieved for her and it broke my heart. I chose to write This poem in a feeble effort to express, in some small way, my condolences And an empathic understanding of what he might be going through.
Christmas Tree Ornament
These are my first ornaments that have sound. I get one every year. In 2012 when I was out of work I found a picture ornament in the trash. I have an ornament from a student when I taught for two years. Some I got at an auction of my parents stuff, they date from the 60s. I have two I made in school around the second grade in 1976.
Good Morning
Good morning...
Where I live
Southwest Missouri...
A Fairy Tale
I love fairy tales especially with a happy ending.
Round and Round
A thought on life
a hopefull life
no one can avoid waiting ....if yes..there is no life..
WEIRD MARYLAND WINTER WEATHER
I wrote this poem several years ago during February's up and down weather in Maryland.
My babe
Touch of words ignites the senses and promises they give hope for the next day. Waiting is no longer a void and distance barrier not to beat. Joy it's heart palpitations with smile kissing my lips and body tremor when you talk to me
I Have
Hope you have too!
King of the unwanted (revised)
After being a single dad for three years, that title had come to have new meaning to me. I wrote this from my 2 son's perspective after their mother lied over and over about coming to get them for her weekend visitation.
“When did you leave”
When did you leave Twilight fell quickly and the flowers have lost their color. When did you leave time stopped in place not giving a chance for tomorrow. When did you leave I began to die slowly stepping pain to feel that I still exist.
Out of a Cloud
I wrote this poem as lyrics to a melody by my composer son, Sean Damon. You can listen to the song and also see the words here: http://soundclick.com/share.cfm?id=11145281.
Until we meet again
My love my love My sweetest love I will never say goodbye Sea may rise Sky may fall My love for you Will never die My angel my angel My lying angel All the tears I've cried On all you lied I may not hate As you all i loved Go on go on
I DREAM OF YOU
I dream of you Do dreams come true I hope so Cos I dream of you Behind closed eyes Asleep at night I kiss you Behind my closed eyes When morning comes and starts a brand-new day It fills me more than words really say The love that grows
The Pathway
Missing her...
SINGLE
SINGLE… Single to hold single to write single to live ,single to type single to eat to sleep to bear to wake up alone with whom to share? Single to breath single to scare single to carry,single to bed And single moment of despair has single e
Only if she knew
If she only knew If she could just feel What I feel here in my heart She'd know it was real Pure and true right from the start But I'm just a man who didn't understand What she was going through And took me for granted and played me up Cause
TWO PETALLED RED ROSE....
Two petalled red rose..! Using your soft lips as a brush While wet it in the red lipstick you applied on The artist called love Has drawn a two petalled red rose o
Everlasting Love
I wrote the poem from a place of genuineness. I am seeking pure genuine love which will be an everlasting love, that I would like to share with a true gentleman. I am optimistic that I will find my genuine Christian prince charming. Everyone please enjoy the poem. Darlingbabylove.
Ms. Wrong
True story!
The Illinois Hillbillies
Parody of the Beverly Hillbillies. I have a friend who is always talking about winning the lottery. In this country it has become a kind of religion. I mostly despise gambling, preying on the dumb and uneducated. It does give people hope and it surpasses all other forms of entertainment in this country combined.
Dawn
It's a description of dawn
The Tragedy
One of my songs I wrote
Silence
Why I can not tell you how I feel why stand in front of you I lack my words maybe I'm scared that you won't understand me and your words "It's nonsense" frighten me. So I enclose my thoughts and I have a dialogue internal myself And you'l
In Dog Years
one of the songs me and my band are recording tomorrow
Missing a Friend
Ah well...
Whispering samd
what can I say I just love to write about all things in life
WHO WILL LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'RE OLD AND GREY?
Who will love you when you're old and grey? Who will love you when your looks fade away? Who will take that extra time To tell you that you're doing fine? It's not the hardest task to bear To work out just who will be there, It will be those wh
Matters of the Heart
Just some thoughts on the matter...
I will stay same
This poem is written for the one,who can make me smile,when ever she like to have from me.
Still Free to a Good Home
It's about me of course!!!
"Desire"
Your desires engraved in the look your face, eye flame. I do not run away against the pupil heat burning skin. I serve raspberry breasts swollen with longing you rock the depth of your hand mouth by touch asking for more. You intertwine t
Pure and Natural thats all about LOVE
Pure and Natural That's all about Love Give more anything u can do anything for this one Sometimes drive u crazy and fool Smiles and tears, Broken heart yes, surely we have ever felt But U need this more than u know before,u never ever understan
Juice
This violence is spreading instead of getting better. I know I won't be taking any trips to Chicago any time soon. This is a parody of a song from the movie soundtrack Juice. It is about four friends and one who enjoys having the power of a gun. He is played by the rapper Tupac who was shot dead on September 7, 1996.
Thank you that you exist
To you thank you that you nearby, Even if nearby you are absent, You virtual look You grant to my soul light. Thank you that has kissed, But only it is a pity not in real
Four Seasons
I can’t erase you from my memory And my heart loved only you I think of you consciously and subconsciously I see you in my dreams And I feel you with my feelings I hope for the sunrise And I wait for the sun to shine so I can
unforgetable
every time we have to understand others felings too..
Cycle's End
And I kept that vow. The cycle is broken!
actor
a dream that calif; persons who wanted it can understand and new Yorkers who had the dearm which never happened thanks al