Christmas gifts
Just thinking of some of things that I enjoy during Christmas. Daddy's Home is a movie with Will Ferrell. He is one of my favorite comedians. I saw his Anchorman 2 movie four times in the movie theater.
To die with you.
. The sky, as naked as our bodies. The wind, as gentle as my breath. The world, as silent as our secrets. The ground, as soft as your caress. In the dark, we laid together, til we felt, the mornings kiss. Both uttering,
POSITIVITY #C
my 100th write! 1/16/18 twk 03/14/2023
I'M SO ALONE
This is a dedication to our dear friends who leave this corner and never come back, some of them even take their poems with them, depriving us of the pleasure of reading their treasures; this is also about loneliness in general – everybody knows what I mean ... To whom it may concern I wish to fill in that gaping wound in their heart the sooner the better!
IF ONLY
Fantasy a dream can open. Tweaked 2/26/22
Morning In Those High Hills
Enjoying the quiet moments of morning.
Soul To Soul
Spontaneous composition...
a weeping willow
There's a tree, I know. It's just around the block. It stands the test of time, just like a ticking clock. When I pass by this tree, I have to make a stop. A profound beauty & grace, so unique just can't get enough. Looking at this tree, I se
One Warm Glow
Much about rural life is living off the land..and in the forest there connects a winter's chore of cutting trees to a spring chore of splitting wood and stacking over a summer to dry...and then burning logs again the next winter season; as seasons wrap around seasons.
Magical Clock
Time ticking backwards to memories there To remember a time; one that we shared I see my mistakes and perhaps I can erase The sadness I put right there on your face A touch on your cheek to a tear dropping down Can I still stop them from causing
A Christmas Sparrow
Writing on the many happy little birds strolling through the park one winter day at Christmas.
Genesis of the Dead
A new 'vague scribble' for you all; a short-short story this time; watching the classic George Romero zombie movies over the weekend set me thinking- apart from some vague hints in 'Night of the living dead' it has never been explained in canon just WHERE this virus came from- no copyright infringement intended, this is fan-fiction written for entertainment purposes only...and please, no wars in the comments section-yes, i know it's a story not a poem as such, and fellow fans of the genre may well disagree with my take on this; why not accept the challenge of the pen and write your own genesis story?
A New Years Blessing...............
Seeing the new year in with an early morning surf..........uncrowded ...crystal clear .......with and old friend Just shouting out to all the people here on PC ........Its been too long between the lines..........I wish everyone the best for 2016 filled with love joy and happiness.........Regards Nu & Kathy
"An Autumn Moment in Spring" (Tanka)
It saddens me when a we lose a poet or poetess from the corner.
~Sabled~
Sable Island, check it out, kind of romantic. Cheers. Jon
In your flat
Here I have tried to capture something of the nature of the existential loneliness which can occur between man and woman.
The Journey
Some literary and mythic allusions in this one. When Theseus destroyed the Minotaur he returned to Athens by ship. The signal was that if he had white sails he was successful, black sails unsuccessful. Unfortunately he forgot to lower the black sail and his father Aegeus thinking his son was dead, jumped into the sea and killed himself. Hence the sea off Athens is known as the Aegean.
CHRISTMAS NIGHT
Merry Christmas everyone!
in the poetry chat room...
It's funny though how nobody talks ill of the departed - aloud, but everybody harbours their own real opinion. funny that huh? peace. the virgosign xx
Cardboard Nation and sleeping bag homes
A homeless person was urinated on in Dublin two weeks ago it got four line in one our news papers. I just thought this was an act of vile from human to another
THE MAJESTIC SQUIRREL
THESE CREATURES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL! I FEAR FOR THEM WHEN THEY ENTER THE ROADWAY AND STOP!
One becomes Two becomes One
When One becomes Two Is it love blossoming again Or is it simply pain Feeling feelings old and new Should we not be happy With all of our heart When we should be together Why are we apart Love is tough Life is rough In juggled balls O
PAISLEY
This is a children's book i wrote please leave me feedback
hold a dream -s/c(dedication)
For ImagineLove - an early b-day present - my triple-double twin-lol xox (Actual b-day OCT.8)
Traveler
Just "reflecting" upon "apparent solitude".
Dancing The Night Away
As Morgen said, it seems like the "blues bug" has struck the corner lately. I thought I would brighten it up a bit with a happy "fun" poem. Perhaps others can do the same.
Hansel and Gretel Retold
I heard this story told on Mama's Family Season 4. The one where Mama has to babysit a mean kid. It is a funny episode as this kid ties mama up, fills the bathroom with shaving lather, draws on her table clothe, and many other pranks.
Closed
Tiny hands that cling to coins with such hope To reach out and find the machine is broke Holding back the tears and trying to cope No signs no warnings of closed for repairs In a hurry not paying attention Grasped the frying pan handle, to fee
KISSING COUSINS
Can you relate Heard anything familiar of late If not just try to relate Learn something and dont tempt fate
From a KIWI cuzzy-bro
Naweh Orstraylya the plaice where Yah wosh yer faice in a bison The tryenes pool up at the rylewh
I'll Choose Happiness..
Something inspirational for a pleasant change..
Ach. . . no we ride I say!
A tribute to the many clansmen that sacrificed to save their land and their heritage, in the highland's.
~~~~RELATIONSHIP'S BOUND TO FAIL~~~~~~
It is okay to fail in any relationship if you pick up and go on and try over all fresh and new~~~~~
WOTSIT'S NAME????......No....4......(SOLVED)
I am so very old and also twenty nine, Plurally, sometimes described as “Evil“, Though, I’ve been religiously “Saved”, from time to time, Called young in blue by some who have said, When really my colour was originally red, Then again, the Roman
Love is...
Feeling the Love. Wanted to share. Hope each of you are well. Take care, Hugz, Pink
World would be freezing, but for men like you
I am not sure who the author of this Russian poem/lyrics is. Must keep on searching.
Experience and Knowledge
words are like a map and experience is the territory a map can only give knowledge "about" the territory it can never give knowledge "of" the territory this can only be obtained through direct experience
Death
There will be peace ahead and skies of blue Waiting ahead for me there will be you Here laughter tears all pain is forgotten My days ahead will be days spent with you Music of life just barely hanging on Sounds of the heart that has already go
masquerade (soul goddess challenge)
Just thought this deserved another try.. I pray you like it.
Let's be guided by Love
What I thought at the time of writing this Poem is that with all Love uncertainty (specially in LDR) where some times hopes and dreams can travel ahead of us while reality is never the same we still need to believe that Love we live with will be strong enough to handle all that comes in our way...to handle with love and to let go with love.
your hands and more
Just a dream I hope for you to share