My sweet heart
I don't know my sweet heart yet. Wish to find her someday!!!
Open Wide
On staying optimistic in these trying times...
A dream in black colors
Dream medicine for the soul oblivion. Dream colorful fairy tale, with a happy ending. Dream cyclical phase REM. Dream desire and realism eternal struggle. Dream so why me accompanied nightmare?
The Feast
Have you ever watched a crescent moon tiptoe cross the sky or sang in haunting harmony with the nightbird as she flies? Have you tasted every color of the rainbow's lofty hues or reveled in the raindrop's kiss? or drank of morning dew? Have y
Jeeves
Jeeves of course was the butler.
On Being Beta
Self explanitory...
Slaying Dragons
She'll know...
Gods Love
when i wrote this poem, i wasfeelin loss of love feeling gods love and not man, talking of gods love for me and not man
Ghosts
Getting ready for Halloween with some ghost stories I've heard among my friends and family.
My Gan-gan
In loving memory of my maternal grandmother, a very special lady...
Empty
its always a thought,
Are You Smarter Than a Highschool Dropout?
Parody of one of my favorite show songs, Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader? I think it would be funny to have a show with high school dropouts as the kids helping some contestant answer the questions.
Sharks
Going to The Meg tonight again. This is a parody of I'm Just A Bill from School House Rock I used to watch in the 70's and 80's. I love sharks, though I am afraid of them.
Do You Think Of Me....
I wrote this poem for someone I had been seeing for 3 months. I wasn't sure what direction the relationship was going in and I just wanted him to know that if it lasted for awhile or forever, it made me smile when I thought of him and wondered if he felt the same way.
The junk collector`s bedtime story
I wrote "The junk collector`s bedtime story"simply to put into words what is one favorite American pastime.As a part time flea market vendor,I just hate to see anything good going to waste.If I find stuff that nobody else wants,I will find out why they got rid of it.If I can fix it,OK.I might use it,keep it,sell it,or trade it.If nothing else,use it for parts to repair other stuff.Some stuff that`s no good I might still save to use as an example to match up replacement parts.If I find something and then discover that its` completely worthless,I can always just put it back where I found it.What really gets me is that people throw stuff out 5 minutes before they need it,only for me to fix it and sell it right back to them.The resale value is ultimately,only as much as what people are willing to pay.But if you have a lot of good used items,if you sell it for a cheap price,you won`t be able to sell it fast enough.
What's Love?
Self explanitory...
black country girl song
late night didle dabbing
give me thine kiss
This is poem for one,i am dreaming of one such love in my life,who can love without intentions,change in me,and demands,and comparing without me with others..keep smiling
Lion Gold
2018 written
My Lovely Friend
She'll know...
All new the world
The poem is just a little try of one dream for love,how it must be love can to me.............
What World is This?
I What world is this that honours him whose trade it is to kill? And makes that ancient shame the cause and the Maker’s Will? From whence come strife and row and the pangs and grief of war? If not from man’s ardent lust, that vile and rotten cor
Goodness
I In this dizzy age, on Gaia’s strand True goodness raises barely a flutter While the fluffy things of rattle and flare Attract, but go not much further II But good is good and there’s a need For kindness, true words and honour For the eart
My Lucky Silver Dollar
Yesterday was a little dismal and today is still a little gray But I'm hoping before tomorrow comes that you
PAGAL LARKA
WHEN YOU GOT THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM YOU WILL WIN A GIFT FROM ME SO DONT FORGET TO TELL ME...........!!! THAT YOU KNOW THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM
hummingbird
thinking about how there is never enough time to accomplish everything in a day.
Natalie
My grandaughter. A heart the size of Texas in the smallest package.
Was There a Chance?
Last poem on this subject. Time to move on.
Dusk
It's a picturesque description of dusk.
now that your gone......
i cant wait to leave this world .....thats what this poems about ......sorry....
"Riding high"
a blast from the past...circa late 60's
a love like
I wish i could find a girl like this
LOVE FOR EVER
I WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME HAS MUCH I WOULD LOVE HER
You don't see me...
I'm the sun in your eyes, but you don't see me, I wear no disguise yet you don't see me. I'm a total surprise and you don't see me... You don't see me.
A Romance To Remember
I am an Amateur Poet that probably in another life was famous for it. (So people online have told me) all my work comes from my heart and mind. It is original not plagerized. I basically just put the words together and they flow to me. I do mostly lyrical poems and song lyrics also. I'm a man full of creativity. Just waiting to share it with some special lady. :)
To My Mongol Love I want to make my Husband
I am protesting genocide against the Mongols and desperate to marry a Mongol man
Miss Ellie
And the sheriff and a couple other people that're lookin out for her...
Song For You
A gale is raging. Raindrops thrash our blue-black windowpanes. Don't fear, love: soon morning will come like a flower with petals of light.
Who You Are ?
That age old question, that we all have asked. Does anyone really know, who we truly are ? Often not even, our own selves, or the ones that we often thought truly did !
The Zen of Chicken Butchery
Apologies to the vegans...
Window
When I look at the window stray clouds are starting to argue. The heavy rain is crying with tears washing the windows of my memories. When I look at the window fuzzy faces from the past are rolling in my head I can't forget them. When I look
Inauguration/Glide
it is what it is