Lifebuoyne
Well, this is a rather local one, composed upon the banks of the Boyne in Drogheda, Ireland.
ana maria
you can ride of the zest of a smile, girl if you want to you can walk on the side of the earth, girl like I do like a bird who can sing but never will like a tide that sleeps but is never still or a line from from a film that w
Untitled from 1995 (not the actual title name) LOL
Invent a time machine and time travel back to 1995, and ask me what this poem is about, if you want to know what it's about, or just let it be about what you think it's about.
Vampire
Obviously it's a poem from the perspective of a vampire.
Propensity
Witness the furor of the sea As it beats relentlessly Upon its rock-strewn shores Fighting its never-ending wars Much as we humans when... We pit ourselves against all men.
Glow
Glowing in loves hold Rain tenderly touching me Crossing mountains peak
full moon crescent city
CONTEMPORARY MEMORY START THE RYTHEM BEGIN A FRIEND FIEND DEFINED BY WINGS SEPERATED VENTELATED AND HIGH ANCIENT CURSES THROUGH THE SAND PRESSED SQUARE STARE INTO THE FULL MOON CRESCENT CITY ONE TIME DEFINED AMONGST ANGELS THROWN UP AND DOW
Defining
Defining What defines our lives as we walk through this wonderful and horrible world we live in We see the banker as he walks his way through the day, inside his lonely stall The cook as he dances his way through his kitchen, never alone, always
Love and life
Some of us feel like the shadows but have deep feelings of life to give, it is breaking free from the superficial surroundings to find the ones who care.
Canadian girl
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
Lion Gold
2018 written
neat whiskey (and untidy women)
drank whiskey from her navel after hours in a bar heard the sound of my breathing through the lungs of your guitar and lightnings just a broken string on horizon's air guitar cloudy lyrics fall as rain through the windscre
tears
a candle shed wax tears on a dress
dreamland
you hang with me through life, on a travel with no end so are you with me so take my hand the day befor never come back agin so we dear friend are you with me to the end so take my hand think to wake up to take you in my arms and love that o
Musing
Just another spontaneous verse.
Knights of Yore
A story I have to tell of days of yore when knights were brave heroes and fought to save distressed damsels from the hands of their ravishers One such knight was Sir Fight Alot with his silver armour all a glitter he rode a mighty fiery white
Tall Walls
The walls are tall Like looking up into the Trees Of a great rain forest I am sandwiched Between two great High rises Shoulder to shoulder People everywhere But the walls, so tall I stand in shadows Invisible in shadows The walls a
A soldier without a home, Coming home
made this one abouth all soldier veterans who return home, and do not have a place and go about many of their situation today,
The Rose
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
"Last Chance Lover"
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
truth's hat
As a child I heard this story of a hat that would only fit the head of the one who always held truth most dearly..
A truckers thoughts on road in night
a lonely A truckers thoughts on road in night
Opposites
Stand ... Fall, Kneel ... Crawl, Run ... Walk, Shout ... Talk, Hide ... Seek, Stare ... Peek, Laugh ... Cry, Live ... Die.
Aiiii Soooo
AiiiiiSoooo SooooAiiiii iiiiiiSooooo OOOsssa arigato
JOY OF LIVING
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.
the rebuild
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 ben
memory
in memory
Fields
I never understood the kind of magnetic field I hold within me Our field … it’s like a magnetic field, somehow we attract some things, many things for and form different reasons, but what can hold us ??? What choices have I made long time ago ? H
On A Night In '92
A recount of the weekend I lost my child and the subsequent pain and dealing with it all. God's grace and inner strength guided me during one of my darkest times.
Contrition
These sins of mine, persist with time, consisting of bad thoughts... Then transfer to, actions untrue, just look what I have taught... I brought truths not, then fought the fight, I ought not fight no more... I might bring light, laced with pure d
Is it wrong to fall?
Is it wrong to fall? To expend one's potential as drawn to what one may not alter to only flail at guidance? The gravity of choices inexorable to defend against?
Unmatched
Today I do not find an adequate start to dedicate some lines that make you blush, I seek in my conscience pieces of your personality that bring my muse back to inspiration, you are the daily work of my thoughts, that is the reason why I am full of yo
Plutonic Temple
Should anyone read it, bear in mind that it is art, an expression of it through writing. It was however inspired by my initial awakening & how unsettling & awkward it was in the inability to convey something I did not yet understand. They say the more you learn, the crazier you will sound & the more intelligent a person actually is, the lonelier the life they live. I do not accept that answer. Life is experienced in the way you yourself choose to experience it just as people treat us only how we allow ourselves to be treated. Knowledge is power, truly. Once the buzz is felt from the power, from that point on.......it is now addiction.
Lifeline
Lifes Line The blue of Melancholia strikes, where alone is like unto dusk, just before a storm passes on the plains... At times where the world seems to spin, caught in the tornadic turmoil that may eventually settle, but often lasts for days.
No Power Over Her!
One has to learn to forgive others to be able to free oneself of decay.
Blinding Light
unrequited love entire
The Old State 1743
The magic of the road and it's history.
Qui Je Suis
um well i like symbolic poetry to kind of explain my personality so yea lol
THE ROAD OF THORNS
THE ROAD OF THORNS She held her breath, as heartache danced again, in a legless heart, she wished that now was dead, this barbed wire ring, that tears her heart within, hidden yet, no guard to keep it in. Yet hate she should ''the bastard
Full of emptiness
Poetry is a mind puzzle, everyone will see what their mind will tell them to find. Have a good day everyone.
the pub on poet's corner
I was mending a hull 'neath the crying gull when the call came down the line my dad had gone his time had come and a world of hurt was mine left my girl to anger swirl told her "needed space" but I was dust not even lust could the
FADE OFF INTO THE BLUE
Here's another one of my lyrics from years ago. FADE OFF INTO THE BLUE (verse 1) I’ve lived a short life, for which my tears have gone dry. A state of mental confusion, from a mother and father. Twisted lies, twisted truth, which to b