In A Diefferent Light
for the story I tell is nether for the wrong or for the right no uncertainty among them all for my finger prints were put upon the earth way before my very birth Mathew peter Luke and Paul with the wisdom of ages I anoint them all no one shell be le
Tides of Love
It is fun to take something we love like the ocean and turn it into so much more with just the mere wording. Thank you for accompying me on my beach trip
The Old State 1743
The magic of the road and it's history.
The Lone Storyteller
Written for Fellsman. :)
Tribute to JimEee the great
For my good humored poet friend JimEee. Cafe
Chromium * Count Challenge *
Primary lettered words= 34 Word count= 17+17 Syllable count= 38+38 I doubt anyone will want to attempt this, it's all good though.
After the War
The real extent of the damage is never known until the haze of war has cleared and all is revealed. The real nature of the enemy can be shocking and the damage so much greater than realized while numbed and poisoned. Only after the divorce do you really know just how deep was the dagger in your back.
Life (time)
Look at our birth - does it ever seem a curse? Or a miracle that happens - nothing more? Does our time go on endlessly - or worse? Or does full life time break us like a whore? All that I hope, - is we should find some peace - All that I hope,
The Art of Qualms
I was inspired to write this poem after countless misunderstandings with my dearest mother in which we were both equally wrong. The thorny way of life and sudden changes gave rise to the rose that in second stanza becomes a symbol of mothers love. No matter how much I have meaninglessly hurt her she was always there and always is... The third stanza refers rather to things that remained unsaid still awaiting to be mentioned.
Enigma
A mystery.
JOKESTER IN PINK
Kidding around is part of life. For some, however, that's all they ever do. Ever wanting to be the center of attention they become locked into a cycle of approval seeking that keeps them stuck. They never mature.
Mixed up thoughts
Mix your thoughts All jumbled up Life's body grows from seed to dust From youth to adults we gather are thoughts Who are we why we here where we going we do not know On are sole journey Full of life highs and lows We battle are thoughts
Forty Word challenge
To write with restriction Is good discipline you ask for 40 words no subject is given so scribe hat I don thoughts flow as pen touches the waiting paper blobs are now born a new illusion creates a new poem
Hypocrite
I admire people who live and let live, but have little use for those who would run you down under a guise of deception.
simply me
just simply me
her question (my answer)
she looks at me, mid pub, and asks in a way, rhetorical as if she knows something I don't and will never "why do you live on a boat?" for the sounds of raindrops above my sleeping head for my conversation with dawn always the same woman
Accountability
Accountability for one's own actions.
"Beautiful Storm"
A mothers' love for her child...
What is Haiku?
These few words I write Are stripped as bare as Winter Haiku poetry © lovecanbereal
Yesterday-Today-Tomorrow
A little journey thru life.
the air did move in silent sing
the air did move in silent sing as linnets sung on warble wing and truth did shine upon it's clock as two moored souls depart the dock time bent around the sides of trees as grass made love to naked knees and dappled light found darkened shad
canyon blues
canyon blues there are a couple ways to look at it traveling alone that is without a mate unencumbered by partner, passenger or plan on one hand you can go when & where & stay early or late hike a canyon or pee beside the road anytime you lik
Wisdom and Truth?
just a little allegorical poem i wrote...many may see the true meaning and some may not.
End of the century, 1984
Eileen Maud O'Shaughnessy was the wife of Eric Arthur Blair- better known by his pen-name 'George Orwell'. The poem was written in 1934, intended as a look 50 years into the future...
Mannequin Who Loves
Commenting on a rather bizarre fascination with model-like mannequins on display in a local shop always dressed in the latest fashion while walking along Main Street at night behind her tall pane of glass....so just just kinda going with it......pure poetry needs really no reason ay all....just rhymes sometimes....right...??
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Traced through intentions This unmet day promises No less than the crest arrived on No more than sidewalk chalk
Moon (cinquain form 2)
thought I would give it a try
Opposites
Stand ... Fall, Kneel ... Crawl, Run ... Walk, Shout ... Talk, Hide ... Seek, Stare ... Peek, Laugh ... Cry, Live ... Die.
YOU
You turned my head that day, while i was looking the other way, you brought in light, to replace the deepest darkness, you brought the tide to me, when life was on the ebb, you brought me hope eternal, when despair had ruled my days. You br
GRANDAD
MY LOVELY GENTLE GRANDAD, LEFT HIS SHEPARD LIFE IN THE MOUNTAINS, HERE IN WATERFORD, TO FIGHT IN THE FIRST WORLD WAR, WITH THE 'ROYAL IRISH FUSILIERS' A MOST HONORABLE MAN, HE HAD A GENTLENESS OF SPIRIT, WHICH WAS IMPERVIOUS TO ALL LIFE COULD THROW AT HIM, I STILL MISS HIM, TERRIBLY. A BULLS EYE, WAS A BOILED SWEET, A PEGGIE'S LEG, WAS A STICK OF GLUCOSE CANDY. A WOODBINE, A BRAND OF CIGARETTE, WITH NO FILTERS.
A Penitent Man walks in the footsteps of God
The final resolution of my critical reflection. Nothing more to be said, I think.
Diffused with superlative dreams…
this is a very different kind of write for me, I am trying my hand at expanding my comfort zone, be kind to me with your comments…, lol, no, just be yourself… In awareness…
Each Mind
Each Mind a separate Universe As Galaxies unfold. Where Time emitted From it's source Does Destiny now hold. We all have Sins, Pain, and Pleasure;- Most are yet untold. Things we don't yet understand May yet be revealed. Time this wr
Impress Me
Impress me Don't try to impress me I know you all to well the market trader look when planning a deal I just know you are trying weighing the odds to pull a fast one over some poor sucker The sheepish look when you have cheated flowers and
The Dark Fortress (couplet)
It sat high on a hill above the town Foreboding facade staring down Centuries old much it had seen They say that haunted is the keep Unearthly noises float downwards When the moon shines northwards Yet safe under its watchful eye Most p
The Silent LandlineTelephone
WARNING POEM RATED R Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian. ADVISED FOR THOSE WHO ALREADY BROKEN IN BY TAKEN LSD. POEM MIGHT BE PERMANENTLY MIND ALTERING! Namaste
What is love?
I rewrote the whole poem.
the willow signs her name on the river
when the playing cards fall from the poker game of life in name or in spirit I'll always call you wife you watched me live my dreams as I trapped the river, free you only caught a fleeting glimpse of how we used to be the river shares
A Misty Morning
It all just comes to a stop. Smoke blown in to the moisture laden morning air... Hanging there before my eyes... It's message not lost to me, but perhaps ignored. The sun never quite giving the feeling of a day begun in earnest. No stirring fro
Chocolate (soulgoddess challenge)
so even in 1100 BC there was tax or tribute as then called it is known to lower high blood pressure and is very toxic to cats and dogs
Be Yourself
Be Yourself
online now!
oneline now! Hope I catch you Before your seven O'clock date Hope you've considered Your possible fate Hope you see, you might Be the bait Hope you cautiously Walk through his gate Hope you get this Before it's to late..
RE: MY GLORIOUS CATS
LEONY; THANK YOU SIR! THEY MEAN THE WORLD TO ME! TRAVIS...
RE: No tears left to shed
Hi Abby true love will find you, and when it does those tears will be a distant memory...
RE: POETKNIGHTS OF BARD'S TABLE LEGENDS
Hi morgen What a man! You are definitely a legend in your own lunchtime - and more power to your pen... a most amusing write. Bill...
RE: Lottery Ruined My Life
good read, yes I like many others have wondered what it would be like to win the lottery, well I don't do the lottery as I am fortunate to be happy as I am....
RE: blooms end
thank you liam for your coment...
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