IN SACRED SILENCE
I wrote this poem, following a period of quiet inner reflection!September 2004.
a profile is nothing..
everyone need more care and loving.
Ever Memorable Star !
to michale jackson
WHY ?
I wrote this poem, the day I turned 60, (09-09-2007) out on Johnson's beach, walking barefoot on the sand. I was completely swept away by the awesome power of the beautiful gulf, n found myself just a little jealous of the waiting shore. ! I offer no other explanation.
UNDERSTANDING...
HOW CAN SHE UNDERSTAND ME...IF I SAY LIKE THIS..?
The date
Trying to find dates, and friends!
Moonglow Beach
This is a lyric I wrote and turned into a song, If you'd like a link to the song just msg me,
YOUR KISS
YOU CAN FEEL REAL LOVE FROM KISS KISS OF LOVE, KISS OF FAKE KISS OF SPLIT KISS OF WILDDERNESS KISS OF SATISFACTION KISS OF LONELYNESS BUT KISS IS WONDERFUL FEELING FO
Can dreams become reality
This poem is about a lost love
STILLNESS TO STILLNESS
I wrote this poem, after witnessing a fairly violent rainstorm, the beauty of the silence, before and following it, and the awesome happenings of nature in between inspired me ! I wrote it in 1969, while expecting my 1st. child, my dear old freind a poet himself, Raymond Trowbridge was part of this inspiration.
Love Lied
Never you. Never me. Somewhere in our dreams. No more tears. No more glee. Only haunting themes. Jagged shards, Of my heart, Poke me and I bleed. Terrified, Undignified, Heartfelt and in need. I scream in my mind... Trapped inside, Br
Rainforest
I used to be a vegetarian. I don't have a clue what type of poem it is. I am just a poet.
a love like
I wish i could find a girl like this
An Angels Shame
Angel has been burned. Falling with smoking wings. Earthbound she is spurned. On and on till it stings. Heaven forgets her face. As she crashes into ground. With outstretched arms knowing, She'll never be found. And yet, No one cries for
Heavenly Invasion
A chorus of angels, Sang her praises, Ever so soft and sweet. Rising in crescendo, Speeding up tempo, Inspiration and joy did meet. Of all the things I long for, You have to be mine for keeps. No halfway, no middle ground, You`re in too far,
The Dark Side of Me
Why am I not enough? Why must you seek beyond? It's all in you hands, And still you break that bond. When did I fade from you, Like an apparition in the wind? When will the final blow, Make it impossible to mend? Somewhere in the darkness
<——As is as is——>
I have had mates who have fought in the war. It’s sort of a memorial and memory of my mate. ?????????????
Spell
I light a red candle evoking love Come to me I'm here, I'm waiting. Wake the heart break the ice, warm it. Hug the breath of spring what blooms. I light a red candle evoking love I’ve been waiting for you to long.
Please forgive me
I am entangled in longing eyelid latch sin of hope Please forgive me I still feel the path of your hands even though you hurt sometimes
wait for a while
this lyric is a song of russian singer -vitas-
Junta Johnson
This poem is about the JFK assassination.
Whispering samd
what can I say I just love to write about all things in life
I SEE LOVE I SEE LONELINESS
I SEE LOVE, I SEE FEELING, BUT I CRY, AM I ALONE IN THIS WORLD? BUT I KNOW LOVE IS WONDERFUL LOVE IS EVERYTHING FOR HUMAN BEING WE MUST LOVE SOMEONE WHEN THEY ALIVE WHY WE CRY AT NIGHTS? REALLY WHO K
wanting
to wake up and notice that your not there and wonder why lifes just not fair with every second passing no you in sight to need you close by me tonight my eyes look around to catch a glance of you to sit alone in this room what am i to do to know your
Dark Night
It's a dark night, so silent. With a dark plan, so violent. Moving through the shadows without a sound. There's a man creeping forward now who will never be found. With eyes set on death and gold he moves towards your bed, By dawn you will be fo
If Something Happened to Me
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
one hand wavin' free
Some of Bob Dylan's best lyrics, From "Mr. Tambourine Man"
My Beautiful flower
just being real writing to the girl of my dreams lol.
"Thinking About My Love
writing to the girl of my dreams
i want your feelings
I wrote this for a girl I met one night in a bar, got to know her, then she turned me down.
my wife always be like knife !!!!!
hurt with her attitude
love is
its a poem that every one should remeber when falling in love and what the end result is if we fall out of love
WOMAN WITH THE TATOOED HANDS
Enjoy folks, any questions or feedback much appreciated.
In Dog Years
one of the songs me and my band are recording tomorrow
Jain to jain kahan
Jain to jain kahan, samjay ga kon yahan dard bharay dil ki zuban, apna bi gham hay un ka bi gham hay, ab dil k bachay ki umeed kam hay, ik kashti so toofan, jain to jain kahan
The Sign
As many of you, will notice , it's not about forget our dreams! It's about the moment when nothing works fine, and you just want to move on, cause it's like a bad dream what is happen' to you!
Foolish Girl
Didn’t you know when somebody likes you They write to you They want to do right by you They’re willing to live their life for you They’re willing to fight for you They invite you to share a life and take flight to Places only dreams are made o
Words of wisdom..*
There is power, there is wisdom, as well as restoration, enthusiasm, solutions, insperation, percerverance, still the best thing is trust. Truth, trust, respect, that is what one needs, however never forget the main word is please, love is
Reminisence
this poem is about the feeling i get when i'm thinking about someone i love and remembering what is yet to come
black and blue
dog tron black and blue just for you
ROCK'S IN HIS HEAD
I wrote the lyrics to this rebel anthem for one of my previous band's harder electric guitar (distortion) rockers. "He's got Rock" implies moxy (testis/balls ; ) and of course the double entendre of having rock-n-roll in his head (and/or loose marbles free-spirit crazy?). Party On, Rockers!
THE GUITAR I HOLD AT NIGHT
After my 2nd (final) divorce, I found myself lonely & missing my daughters. The solace inspired my playing guitar & songwriting, though mostly depressing sad songs (not necessarily the "blues"). Even though I didn't want the wicked ex back, I could see how mainstream listeners might relate to having lost a love. Many double-entendres: "down" = southbound -or- depressed "signs" = roadway -or- symbolic direction "inside"/"hide" = put my guitar there -or- as fugitive from law "'n' case" = guitar in case -or- hide my felony charges (since resolved) "strings" = guitar strings -or- "strength" -or- "connection" "Kinda like" = "sort've similar to" -or- "sort've enjoy" "Missing Hue" is another song I wrote: "Hue" = color -or- "you" "out of tunes" = out of tune_ (off key) -or- uninspired to write songs "fool moons" = white w/hole of full moon -or- drop trou to blow raspberry (foolish moon) "blues won't wash away" = blue cloudy night won't make full moon disappear, nor will sadly singing inspire happy melodies. "Guitar I hold" = hour-glass figure is poor substitute for loving woman