The woodsman
Winter with snow. The woodsman emerges from the forest. He has a red checkered jacket and blonde hair. He stops and places his leather boot on the top of a stump. He turns and smiles.
Skate
It is an ontological analysis of forward rolling motion, botany and world class cuisine.
What You do to Me
When I think of love, I think of you When the skies are grey, you turn them blue When fear grips darker, you bring the light When hope feels empty, you fill the night When coldness feels me, you hold me near When sorrow clouds me, your love is c
War in Heaven
When God looks down upon me, just what does He see?... A man that is righteous,...or at least tries to be?... Or does He see things that I can’t imagine?... I simply can’t fathom,....The Master’s reactions... He’s said “In My Father’s house, th
This Thing We Call Life
Sometimes poetry can become such an invitation for reflection such as this abstract form of poetry answering a question or perhaps asking a few more?
Timeworn Away
Wasted wait away. Waiting time wasted away. I watch the wait. I wait on the watch. More and more time wasted away. Always waiting for this and that. Precious moments passed away waiting, that you can't get back. Waiting so long, on and on. From one wait to another wait. Too late. Timeworn away.
~~~unknown~~~
Sorry I was to loud to proud, Listen i could listen but you hear me as if I'm dead or do i not exist, I didn't scream, Felt past this all, Fell apart from this well, Walked away from the rope, It was always a joke, Lost in time no matter n
Killing Fields (part 1) Song Lyrics
In the mode to share. This is a song about the horrers of war.
"Through the Night" (song lyrics)
I wrote this song about 20 years ago and have forgotten alot of the words. The first 4 verses are from memory, the rest I wrote tonight in hopes of touching some hearts. This is a song about going through life alone and how hard it can be. A gentle reminder of how precious time is and that we should not waist it being alone. It can be hard this dating thing but with a little faith and some good spirit we all can find that special Angel to walk through life with.
Bittersweet
A few thoughts....Happy Thanksgiving.
The enchanted forests
Sometimes fairytales feel real
THE HOPE FOR YOU
THE HOPE FOR YOU
Love Is Like Finding A Lost Coin
We always feel sad when something is lost, but very happy when it is found again.
Strong Enough to Catch You
Time is the only portal we must travel in our journey home.
Worship What Matters
The feeling you get when you worship what matters in life.
What is love?
I have long been a romantic but don't think I have ever truly been in love. I think I might have been in a sort of love when I was about 13, 14 or 15 and had huge crushes on several girls at that stage of my life but was that really love? I know that many of my relationships were based on 'lust' not 'love' but as I don't really know what love is can I be sure. Anyway this poem, such as it is, is based on my frustration of not really knowing whether I have experienced love in my life as yet.
For someone I’ve loved before.
When u can’t say the words u wanted to say or elaborate the word I LOVE YOU to someone and there there...
Liebes Gedicht
Ich liebve es
If.....
Have A listen...:) https://www.soundclick.com/html5/v4/player.cfm?songID=13729810 if we make the rules and we’re in control if all we can lose is an empty soul…..... 1-then why should I be loyal if none are greater than me what is
Penultimate Son
Little play on a big word. ??
Time To Time
Abstractive thinking about the meaning of live, love, joy, and happiness.
Shining Knight
My memories
"Long Walks"
That is a secret to me
2 Million Stars
I looking at the sky outside my room and its dark. *Ok, it was night* I think we need 2 million stars to made it bright. LOL.
Fly Again
“ If you love somebody, set them free! “
Man Without A Face
this inspire from man without picture profile that angry because i want to know the truth why he hiding his face so i give him a question. But he is answer me that its me that have problems. As an infj ( i've got 3 times test, it still have the same result), i see that what he saying is reflection of his own self, which is like to blame people without knowing the reason behind my question. The point is dont get mad easily, the more you showing anger to an infj, you will be more easy for us to know that you are hiding something. The more you are afraid of saying the truth, the more i try to analyze your soul deeply. Hello there. Please do show your face. Thank you. Hahaha...
Lower Back Pain
I've got Lower Back Pain and its so hurt.
A RUDE AWAKENING
Glad I don't dream much
Mohammed is looking nervous.... :)
Mohammed is looking nervous He needs a place to hide He stole a Bible from the motel Where he drank and partied all night It’s his first time in the States His first time with a girl His first taste of whiskey His first time in the world
Secrets of Spring
Just keeping the press turning......with "secrets of spring".......nature doing all the entertaining in brilliant color Chroma......
Transitions
My father died on May 30th, 1990 while I was still in my teens yet I wrote this in 2004 or 2005 when I worked on Cruise ships and inspired to write. In the past, I had a tendency to bury difficult things until I was ready to consciuosly process it through writing...a hobby I wish I had pursued with more passion. Anyways, I thought I'd post it here to mark the occasion.... It is the first time I am posting something this private in a public forum. I'm not sure what category or style this will fit into but I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Thank You.
SITTING IN MY DECKCHAIR
Just sitting in my deckchair
A little bird
Once upon a time a little bird kept coming back to my window likely to inspire me to write this poem
Life and Liberty
When something old is new again.
A Single Pebble
Love is an all powerful pebble found on the beach......
Dandelion Diplomacy
Commenting on global warning and the proliferation of non-native species and machines……nothing too serious or maybe not?
Mighty Soup
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
A Day at the Beach
A poem of reflection while looking out at the ocean horizon. Maybe you experienced something like this?
Heard a Noise
Going.
mid-dell
they are the ones, unless, they are not.
The days will be getting longer soon
It is all about Decem-brrr...
Azimuth
Well, I just scratched my back, and saw the moment.