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deep past the arrival of eve's night long after the throng of the city's holiday paraders have gone he is left far from the crowd, hopelessness his only companion the avenues mostly still, mostly silent the homeless panhandler remains in an alley
WAR = Crimes against humanity.
they said misfortune stalked you.. they said that life was hard in the genetic school of poker you were dealt the hardest card a rogue gene: you misshapen henceforth they would detect but all I see is beauty in the poster I inspect it w
it took forever to my find my forever a metaphorical mooring by sea it was a tougher search to find her and if you’d ask her I’m sure she’d agree the beach is a natural kilometre I trusted the distance by guile we planned our dream house
the day was sketched time added air with roughened strokes in spaces the sea inhaled sands grew around memories bivouacked a swept stroke emblazoned on a hidden horizon counterbalanced by the edges mushroom umbrellas bl
This poem is a vibrant celebration of life, portraying it as a dance filled with joy, love, and beauty. It starts by likening the breaking dawn to a tender awakening, signifying a new day full of potential and experiences. The wind's melody and the emerald fields embody the world's natural harmony and joy. Moments are compared to a river, each one unique and filled with the potential for love and joy. The intoxicating 'wine of life' represents the intense, profound experiences we live through, all under the vast, star-filled sky where dreams and love find a home.
Within the blood-red nature of this rose, Runs sap of life - without impediment, A scarlet ruffle, in the sunshine grows, Amidst the thorns of our bewilderment, That blooms in Spring, before the Winter snows, Banish Autumn, and the flowers' raim
Sometimes 'waiting' can be a challenge...
No one is ever just what you can see.
Ah the joy of being ghosted as you ponder the last thought posted It starts out like a wonderful time discussing many thoughts of introduction The hopeful ideas come to mind could this be the one for to make such a production of affections?
Just thinking things are much more complicated than people can understand. Way more than you can think.
Absolutely have no clue where this came from but, you can take it or leaf it.
I think I have a point.
Yesterday we met for the first time, no not face to face...His voice like a snake charmer...I was so desperate for just a word to make feel like a desirable woman and oh boy did he have an arcenal...he kept firing them...my body began to get warm and
A poem of hope for Ukraine.
These few words I write Are stripped as bare as Winter Haiku poetry © lovecanbereal
My reply to "seagull" Note: This poem is strictly metaphorical. I've met someone here, already....
Tomorrow ever full of hope can never be for it has no place on earth yet dwells somewhere ‘twixt dream and expectation It has no being to call its own
WARNING POEM MIGHT BE PERMANENTLY MIND ALTERING! RATED R Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian. ADVISED FOR THOSE WHO ALREADY BROKEN IN BY TAKEN LSD.
Individual potential
Lets see what others can come up with too, lets go
Dont know why this, as it's not that great but, feeling a bit disillusioned lately.
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
Some thoughts around writing.
this is my amateur poetry on opposites . It began as a describing of couples who are opposites but completely transformed into a discription of opposites in their essence . tell me what you think about it .
Gazing into your eyes one enters a trancelike state. Easily captured by this wellspring of gripping allure, one teeters on the edge. But, the edge of what? For to fully enter such unmapped crossing may approach a leap of faith. What is to be discover
pause and feel it so familier yet you've never seen it with your eyes a kind of innocent expression something naive something wise I wish I knew what you were searching for something shimmering and right a favour granted by yo
she was crying in the sea unloved and worn she spoke to me her heart and boards were long ripped out her diesel engine left in doubt yet I heard her heard her true in her estuary of blue I spent a fortune on her hull I slept benea
Polly wanted love so much she saw all the other girls chased by boys smiling..holding hands....kissing (gulp!) folks barely spoke to Polly and especially not boys she crept through life as an embarassment a silent mass of skulking apology her
If I could hold the quill of truth over the page of unfolding story and hold it still and let the page itself write the words of your defining glory if I could see the candle that lights the table beside your bed and see that light
all was the same on strawberry hill the city looked up at those walking down and tethered boats traced the breath of cloud all was the same on strawberry hill shadows hid in the corners of old masonry at the stroke of 1 figures emerge
I sit transfixed as thought it flies to see warmth twice inside her eyes a carraige full of moving breath some bound for life some bound for death the train arrives and brakes do bite and all else there is prop and light a flicker of wind...
drank whisky from a bellybutton after hours in a bar heard the sound of my breathing through the lungs of your guitar heard a seagull sing the blues from the deck of a fishing boat heard Mississippi for the first time thought
For Liam Reilly (Singer, Songwriter, RIP)
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
Some say loving is gambling But my card decks have other use Nowadays games and relationships are scrambling Surely there is a certain abuse The fortune is always counting on random Real chances are rare If some people bet and lack a condom
HAIKU! He sneezed. God bless you. She responded.
he sat on the old deck chair and thought about her about how she tied a strand of blonde behind her ear when she was anxious how the sun made plans between the gaps of her fingers how her breath tasted how her beauty made her invisible
I met her in the winter in a bar upon the hill when the dark was carved by starlight and the moon had paid the bill I stepped in from the wilderness from the howling wind and rain I was weary from my journey's around other people's pain
the cafe was closing and the air was darker than age Mary was fixing her order and her world had become like a cage will you still see me on Sunday? will you wear that dress and look nice..? but you know that a question ain't a ques
when I tamed rage and tried anew a road emerged that led to you when I quit work and made a career I fed with tune my starving ear when darkness fell about my boot I shed the cloak that hid the truth when I buried hate and t
I see you everyday its not important you see me I'm the the man who moors his boat near your house upon the quay your son is older than me learning issues, t'would appear he follows you like gravity like a worry follows fear you never app
I feel like the poor ape was just misunderstood......
Hi Ken, You got any red bull for drinking, you know, "Red Bull, gives you wings." Trust an idiot to come out with that idea. That's some picture partner, my eyes are still doing circles. Your a secret hypnotist, right? Actually, the picture fits in w...
Thanks...
Thanks for your kind comment, Lliame. It's much appreciated....
wise advice from the Limerick man... well said. ;-)...
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