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this was a song that was written and published by my grandma in 1931
Glowing in loves hold Rain tenderly touching me Crossing mountains peak
I find myself drawn to pen and paper, suddenly, I have no idea why, but, I decide to give it a whirl and see what comes through… I love you, I love you, I love you, Is a refrain that has been drumming around in my cranium these days…, Love who?
Premeditated massacres- In life we're just some passengers evil doers act as us- tongues a boom bappin rappin drum Spirit flung from on high, to flesh level, a deaf rebel vibrating like a sound wave, vacant as a vacuum gracious, taking all t
A being of thought cut from the cloth of destruction and wrath A soul of the sovereign gives hope to the goblins myth and mayhem! This kid of Abraham- on skids row EVIL exists, just to- let you kids know Bearing my cross slave to the los
He was chasing the white dragon as he sat puffing on his hubby bubbly soon he was afloat in a world of dreams not a care in the world for his family who would, again, go hungry this night He sat squandering his and their lives carried of into
Rolling down the dusty unmade road Over the rackety bridge we rode A slow trickle of water under it flowed Driving on even though the road narrowed Tranquillity not at all overshadowed Room to breath w
I took a stroll on a wet November day following a track down to the byway there was a pile up causing a long delay nearby some heaps of trash left to decay rumbling sounds as I cross the tramway then down the steep hill to the walkway Into th
I crossed the bridge of sanity I stood there, feeling invincible At the crossroads, eternity one side The other leading to liberty Sympathy I had not asked for Nor was I terrified at all For I carried the sword of lost illusions With it I co
Visions of the Goddess have danced in my head She writhed and twisted as if I had her abed The shock of awe was nothing to dread She has filled my dreams as water on the “bled” Now her magic fills me in her stead Leading me onward where cowards
Traveling the roads of destiny many surprises to be found each leading to some new beauty Some journeys taken most blithely for exotic places we are bound traveling the roads of destiny Fabulous sights from balcony of spires and ancient ba
A moment of introspection As I ponder my reflection I sometimes hate what I see based on a bitter reality I am learning just how insignificant I really am to the mass majority Those who may see this, there is little to miss of it's morality.
To be a faceless man to hide within the shadows stealth as I can Nobody would know if I shed a tear or judge me happy or sad or running in fear. Oh, but I may not be truly seen of what others could try to glean if I had no face to clean. I
Incandescently shining white Velvet soft to the touch Oval shaped shells of oyster Rings embedded in walnut wood Yellowing slowly as it ages
The old saying goes You can please some of them some of the time but, can't please them all the time. Love never happens on time but always at the proper time. We are a race obsessed with time always in a hurry going nowhere waiting within tim
One night She danced upon the moon A summer night of June The stars sang to her a lovely tune Yet, tears flowed from her eyes as she looked up into the night skies She could hear the howling of the wolf cries as the wind whistled and moaned.
Oer' the clouds so high through the crimson sky Terns dance and fly playing happily towards the tide. The ocean ebbs and flows to to the subtle motion of the moon glow. My beloved appeared unto me out of the wind swept sea I see her walki
Illusion...deception....change
The trail was long and very dusty great clouds pluming up from hooves of the vast herd being wrangled on 300 more miles of eating their dust Bandanas tightly wrapped round faces cries of "get up there" ringing out bawling calves separated fro
It's a lovely look at life
N ows here the place Joy Adams was chased A s the lion cubs let loose followed her scent I n haste through stores and stalls in riotous glee R ight to her they led George he begged her to stay O utwitted in her ploy to go she tried again to leave
any idea for a title for this? i can't think of one, . . .
What would you leave behind If you could only choose three things? would it be gold, jewellery or some such like? or some of the more mundane things. Image that you will be on an isolated island what three things would serve you best? would i
In the past we have had lots of fun doing this type of Challenge and made good friends along the way so Come on poets join in and get to know each other better My Challenge is for you to write about "What Three Things You would Take " Rem
just wondering about fake personalities if 'twere possible, what is the reality
Will close the challenge on 30th sept I will then ask that you all our poets judge each others poems. score them out of 10 do not score your own poem put your score here on this page apart from your own you can score everyone else whoever scor
Like the gentle clouds that float above head Memories, times that seem to have stood still A book with the end I not yet have read Just holding me against my fragile will The warmth of the comfort of knowing you Holds me close wh
This parasitic atrophy, A fickle inequity at best, More often lends itself to The blossoming desecration Footlong virtue, Than sacred and noble piety.
I have had some feedback that maybe some of you do not want to be scored now is the time to tell me if that is how you feel. After all it is just for fun and I would hate to upset anyone so tell me here if you are for scoring or against and I w
Before my eyes have wearied under the heat of a thousand suns Before I shelter my ears from the relentless clanking of the restless masses Before my memories, my thoughts, and my spirit awaken to the blackness of eternal night.. Touch me
Majestic stones stood in a ring while birds flew by on the wing this once was a place of kings who spent their time battling Their foes were now for beheading this fate was cruel but befitting a warning for others come warring with every int
just made. . . can't think of a title any ideas?
So Many special moments in my mind for some of them I have really pined remembering those I have left behind I can recall with clarity those declined Special places that became entwined in the canvas of my mind now redefined I revisit with gl
Richard and I got together and wrote this between us I hope you enjoy it
Softly the breeze flows through scented meadows gentle sounds of water from the rivers and haunting notes of music crescendos in the distant background from the speakers A cascading shower of climbing roses she waits for her lover impatiently
a tongue in cheek write
Crazy it seams to me no feeling behind it i mean typing your life a way is your duty to day am i at liberty to say the thoughts and secrets words of power ticking a way the slowing of time a sentence here a sentence there does any one care the smart
what do you think you know maybe it's the essentails of the worlds views he said it so it must be so well how do you fix NOT FINISHED GOD HELP ME I SCREW THIS ONE UP HAHAHA
Totally abstract daydreaming about a dinner date with my dream-girl while out walking on a deserted street.
Sky lightening up flares and flashes arching high above Pretty sparklers in kids gloved hands waving circling Loud bangs from rockets as they explode showering multi bands of colour Catherine wheels spinning round a visual delight
I notice that my heart is always working, And I notice all kinds of things reside in my heart, Sometimes hard things, sometimes easy things, Sometimes sorrow, sometimes joy, Sometimes apathy, sometimes great zeal and passion, Sometimes my heart
Back and forth here we go again with or against the wind spinning Through the cycle of live some will laugh some will cry some will live some will die some that sit and wonder why back and forth again wasted time greedy lies spinning work ethics of a
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