Letter
A crumpled piece of paper on the ground Envelope - distinctive look of letter Waits expecting to be found For times to change for better A mindful walker passing by Big of heart and swift of thought Picks up the sheet only to descry Words an
Sight
To be able to see is great I would not like no sight to be unable to see I can't imagine anything worse Not to see the various seasons each with its own beauty only to feel the sunbeams would be to miss the rays To watch them as they danc
The Teenage lcbr
** Not really true, I was only interested in Adult things, and that, for a teenager - are always, the things, which we can't have! *** I'm being ironic, I'm an atheist, this just happens to suit my poem, as a "literary device". ^ P.N - a school friend of mine (initials changed, and identity withheld). ^^ Bludge: "To bludge" is an Australian colloquialism, which means to: - "not try very hard". ^^^ See my poem "My First Time", to see what happens next, in my life. Please Note: This poem may be purely allegorical, with the I "first person, descriptor" used as a device to generalize about the kind high school years, which may be familiar to "many". This could be largely "Poetic Licence", however, I have tried my best to explain some aspects of "Adolescent Angst", here. ps: Thanks for all your reads, lcbr.
One phrase poem
it is allways a phrase I use when I am feeling not quit fine ...it boosts up my moral
~A song for my momma~
.......And so the child was born, and it's mother's love untorn, side by side untill the sea did thus cry, I watched them diamond's die in your eyes, so my friend my true great momma here's your son writing you a song so true
From the Heart
It's a process...
Eye of the Jaguar...
Written at a time in my life when I did not know wheter I was Arthur or Martha... lol
Honoring Back
To honor my fellow soldiers and to those who have served before us as a tribute for Veteran's Day.
Parental discretion advised*
How long will christmas be legal?
STAY
Dreams are merely wishes. We don't need it All to find true happiness. Be content with what you have. It's what God gave you.
age
I like to cook and I like to bake Some will think that Im a real flake But I'll tell you this when you hear me play You will say no_way ! I like to rock and i like to roll and I might as well be 30 years old But age is a number and
People say This
this was a song I wrote back in 1982
Secrets Of The Day
Secrets of the day.
iron bars
I came from the sea I came from the sea is that woman still there does she still wait on me? I toiled on the sea I toiled on the sea until I took a man's life who tried to take mine from me I fled the sea I fled the sea and hid inside t
love affair
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
streets (for Liam Reilly)
For Liam Reilly (Singer, Songwriter, RIP)
whine
whine why have I never enough what haunts you we have all things we're empty when erstwhile ruined empires would have every need was our unfulfilled love derided wind abbot'o sea which I now desire witch have I changed helpless wine it's t
Anyone's Affection
Being rejected repeatedly by people hurts. After so long, you do what you need to just to feel appreciated. Sometimes all you want is kindness from the right people, and sometimes what you end up with is whatever you want from the wrong.
The _ _ _ _ _ _ Sonnet (LadyMorgana's Challenge)
Thanks again to LadyMorgana for the inspiration. The title should be fairly obvious anyway, but I'm still curious to see if it can be guessed from the poem. The animal (or rather species) is not territorial at all except around its own 'home', the reason for which is its tendency to live a monogamous life with one chosen partner. Except for human interference as part of the exotic pet trade, it is a rather robust animal that - more than anything else - can die of a broken heart when held in solitary captivity, especially when removed from a previous partner.
No title
any idea for a title for this? i can't think of one, . . .
Twice as nice
Today I thought What if I tried again. Ive nothing to lose.. Can I love again? Even though it hurts? Alone does not suit me Solitude is not my thing. Never thought I would write again I was wrong on this..too. Cannot be bad Even though
Gleam
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
Being
Being, existing, living all that entails a cloud exists as it floats by Until it burns up in the sun's rays rain falling softly sustaining life Moon gives her own by nightlight secretive creatures do exist in her light Being is, to
My River ( a distant glance)
A "conversation" I once had while running next to "my river"... Conversation with whom? Well, it swells of pantheism, but a conversation with the river. Just one of those days.
I'm Afraid That You Are Forgetting
this was a song that was written and published by my grandma in 1931
Jobless
I am tired, Do you mind! Had a rough day, Got nothing else to say. You are fired, Pack up and sign, This is your last pay, Goodbye and out this way. They are hired Cheap bargain find, They're here to stay, Stealing our jobs nowadays
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
the summer job (in paradise)
twas a time of fresh worn innocence eighteen years of age and the writ of my experience fell short upon the page ragged as a student who had never eaten warm come in she said and welcome to the ladies dorm hardly out of smallburg green as
chased
some men just canLt take no for an answer.
when I entered into you
This was a capitalist approach when I entered into you Forcefully like a beast with a passion and bow I know you were enjoying that I know you got the pleasure I enter into you like Julius Seizure. You were screaming like a baby in the cradle
Space
Getting lost in thoughts.
Can't have you
A thousand miles i walk. a thousand tears I shed, What is there to do? What is there to say? I know I can't have you What is there to feel? When you don’t feel the same? But one thing for sure I know, I know I can’t have you,
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
simply me
just simply me
DOWN LIFE'S ROAD
In our lives we will make billions of decisions, thousands every day. Each has the potential to forever change our lives. So be wise as Solomon, don't let things get you down, and enjoy the journey Down Life's Road.
some nights
when the river is gentle when sound runs and sighs when starlight is music when I first heard your lies your blonde hair silk curtains fell over my world and it robbed me of daylight on the night it unfurled some nights I can't sleep
the last Irish wolf, 1786
to the day the darkness brings an end I am the last Irish wolf the darkness is my friend they killed me and they skinned me as the virgin snows a'fell but the tavern's cheers are qualified they know I wait in hell I am the pee
silent highway
I see missed steps along the silent highway.. forgotten by the sound of endless cars.. how can a soul of your enduring conscience.. compete with all them souls that have no scars? silence is bitter when its raining.. you feel too much to set a de
gravitational pull
the boat is idle I'm drinking some tea I look to the shoreline thoughts come to me experimental daydreams as oft I'm inclined so loved by the genius we walk behind Einstein, I think imagined a man struck by twin lightnings as only
Wild and Dangerous
Step lightly my friend..and behold the horizon For the jungle is teaming with eyes and your scent is in the air- Do not let your modern eyes behold only plush meadows and the dainty flower Surely the lamb is among us but so is..the beast T
Gracious Beauty of Nature (my challenge)
as I have set this challenge it seems unfair not to attempt it myself
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