"The Rose and the Weed"
One day while pondering the thought and possibility of plants 'thinking and speaking'... I came up with this poem. It's meant to be an analogy of the way people's lives can sometimes be compared to one another. Success vs failure, popular vs unpopular, accepted vs the outcasts. May it cause us all to be a bit more compassionate and sensitive to those around us who may appear to be less fortunate in life's circumstances.
Invisible people
..A written word..
AMERICA
'TRUTH' Tweaked 11/11/21
Silly Nana
Yup,my silly nana,dear departed, I smile. xxxx
MY SPECIAL SON
its about my son
The Language Of My Soul
I wrote this many a years ago Thank you all for your reads.
Sawubona..
“Sawubona”, I see you... This ancient African greeting tells a lot about homo sapiens sapiens, We have an insatiable need for acceptance by our kind, ‘Enlightened’ primitive peoples consider ‘invisibility/ridicule/exile’ the worst form of hell, E
my gypsy soul
gathered one behind one they came in a herd throughout the village wagon wheels heard the clanging of pots the clinging of tin staring i was in bewilderment when i noticed him. they searched the fields for borrowed land they settled down
AWAKENING TO DREAM TIME
FOR THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS, IN THE AWAKENED, AND IN THE DREAM HOURS, OF MY LIFE.
Salt On A Birds Tail
There is an old story and it's likely not true, but I am still going to share it with you. You see the old story went that if you wanted to catch yourself a little birdie, and I know that this is probably going to sound pretty nerdy, but they sho
Searching for Love
The poem depicts a person walking down a beach filled with uncertainty searching for any clues about the direction and discovery of love.
Night Sky--- monorhyme
I wish that I could do it more justice like Tennyson or Yates would have done
my shadow man.
~dont judge me by my past, judge me by how far I've come.~ X
MOM'S 80th BIRTHDAY
I wrote this poem in 2003 for my Mom's 80th birthday.
my first haiku
I hope it works...
Don't Worry..
When the morning comes Don't worry I'll be here.. It's cold and wet outside But I'll keep you warm.. The coffee's brewing.. I've stoked the fire.. I put in your favorite movie.. Bought that thick blanket you were wanting..
My dearest
My dearest love When I'm in your arms My hearts at home When I look into your eyes My heart melts When were hand and hand It's only you and me You're a man who can bring me to my knees I haven't felt a love like yours I feel so safe
ARE YOU A FLIRT? LOL no I'm not!!!
LOL I am happy to write it and you MUST enjoy reading it!!!! My COMMAND))) LOL I'M SORRY I'M KIDDING))) >_</// I just love FEBRUARY))))) AND I LOVE YOU ALL)))) ^_______________^
22 hours ago
22 hours ago.. According to my clock Your love was sweet and gentle Solid as a rock But the clock just kept on ticking The minutes were flying by Now with seconds left to tell this tale Not meant to make you cry But I
The princess of Cafe Castle
Many a poet had written of her beauty.. She was not unaware of the exotic whispers that blew through the snow covered forests that boardered the mighty castle Yet, somehow, the words of the poets fell deft on her lonely heart though they dre
Loneliness!
loneliness is a sad state. yet so many of us have to endure. just wanted to highlight this state.
country girl
Its a poem about me and what I could see was true love was here for me. and I will love them for ever. Not fight them at all.
Somewhere Between The Lies
I went out last night and seen something that brought this poem to my mind. It has given much to think about. I was married a long time. It seems some think cheating does not hurt anyone. I was shocked at how some parade their cheating around. Do they use a parade of lies to justify it?
Dream me
Thought I'd try something a bit different. Hope you like.
Redemption Poem
Today Im taking an easy breezy day off in pineapple fields strumming my Melody then I started singing a poem I was writing with the music of Bob Marley's Redemption Song and this came about Redemption Poem. If you know the music then sing along my friends…Cheers and much love
NO LONGER LOST
Seeking the right door.
HALLOWS' EVE (Response to Halloween Challenge)
For you Cafe: Bringing out of the mothballs for Halloween 2018. Nonsmoker's Halloween Challenge 2016
SILENT BEAUTY...
twilight....
Happy New Year !
A little New Year poem Happy New Year to all here on CS !
Sweet Babe of Bethlehem
Oh sweet babe of Bethlehem, How sweet Your name sounds... Jesus, Saviour sent by God The Jehovah come to save, as Thou didst! Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem, What cruelty Thou didst have to face... From birth to death the same So let us learn
PAIN
Just had enough experience to understand PAIN, so I jotted this down. added (2) 6/3/18 TWK-3/22/22
FG3.....Rise Of The Groth...(dreamweaver,prelude)
You can "Google", "dreamweaver the poems" by Andrew Weaver and get a link to see video and about the book on my publishers site, FG1 and FG2, and Viking are all on there....it is free to look at and no-one will ever try to sell you anything, that is totally up to you....have a look though.....Andrew....xxx
Deception
A simple poem for all of you that have been deceived by a loved one.
Lucy
* Names Changed ** A doomed relationship *** "Johnny" rot in Hell **** "Lucy" Rest in Peace ***** S*xual abuse of children, and intentional cruelty to animals; two of life's worst (and most inexcusable crimes)
Waiting For You
Missing the feeling of love
What
What path is taken Cannot be taken back And footprints mark And wash away Like memories we thought Would be remembered A journal always open Better left blank
Wordplay Part 2
I have a vague recollection of being in the pre-existence... I've persisted with persistence from resistance that resisted... I've insisted my insistence, without any assistance... I can vaguely recall said dark distance... Persistor existor...
My Days Are Numbered
Be yourself and live life as if there is no tomorrow. In the end it is not how clean my floors were or how much money I had I want to be thinking about. It is how many people I really got to know. And how long I could look at just one flower and still see it as if it was the first time I looked at it.
My friend
Pet theme This is why we love our pets
An Irish/St.Ptrick's Day Love Poem
A poem of love on St. Patrick's Day. :)
diana 1 (Tribute)
Many golden links in A chain are we all It's love that binds us Lest we fall Not a single link should Go unheeded Or we'll morn for a lost We sorely needed So it is when loving Hearts take their pause We most deeply feel Our cherished caus