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.
Reflection
For all in whom I know and knew and those who know me and those who choose to know. If we continue to hold onto our pain of regrets and anger of our past and not let go we all will eventually have to face it
The power of regret
The power of regret So hard to forget Things said actions done Love lost for the search of one. How often we say and do things we can't take back Wishing and wondering if we should of said this instead of that. What always remains is
Thanks for sharing
Thanks for sharing but nobody is really caring Thanks for your heart bearing but, your thoughts are thinly wearing You think you are a poet yet your message doesn't really show it You may have your unique style but always rememb
BOUND FOR NOTHINGNESS
in memorium to the families of victims of violence everywhere. are we bound for nothingness?
BRILLIANT NEW DAWN: ACCEPTANCE
Inspired by real events in my life. Letting go of someone close to us after they've departed is very difficult. But we must let go before we can once again grab hold.
I'm a Troll
I'm a troll, she's a troll He's a troll, CS patrol Let's just pay the toll are we on a poetic roll? Laugh a lot play a lot The ladies searching for Sir Lancelot Dance a lot and kiss a lot Just don't drink a lot!! Care a little disrega
WHEN I WAS YOUNG
On October 7, 2017, my 85yr old father murdered my older brother's wife then killed himself. Its been extremely difficult to find forgiveness for him. But seasons have changed. And it's getting very close to Spring. All happiness is on the verge of full bloom.
LOVE ME TO DEATH
If one hides the truth for too long it will eventually burst thru like floodwaters thru a breached levee. Don't try to hold back. Say what you need to say, and say it to whom you feel you need to say it to, or you could find yourself........
Leaning on hollowed sticks
it is a passage of "bad timing", that's all I have to say about it -_-
This Dance
If there were days enough... I would learn this Dance, to dance with you. The flood light .... the sunrise... like Icarus - we ascend to the heavens, like Icarus - only to fall to the earth again... and again. This is my dream... our feet
Whispers of the Night
if love visited me tonight, would i be the same? if love touched you tonight, would you remember his name? if love visited us tonight... would we dance beneath the sheets, or return to the safety of our restless shame? duplicity and reck
let the yeats be kind
this cabin be the same as real though the texture has a different feel her fingerprints upon the door scuffed heel scar upon the floor in walked she as moonlit shone her ghost a'rest upon my own the lake her eye oft frozen
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
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
to build is human (to refurbish.. divine)
I spent monday just walking through town searching for solace but none could be found the wind whistled arias clarity true I dreamt of a vessel.. she turned into you my eyes coarse from labours blinking through mists a tangle of confl
ravenous
"The Raven" is a diner that lapps the sea foreshore it haunts my tangled memory as it knocks upon my door apple tart and finest cheesecake when I can't eat no more but alas! quoth the raven: order more! after working in the oceans
Matisse at my Table
colour my life
That which is whispered
as she left ..
BITTER SWEET PILL
I falltered over title SHADOWS IN MY HEAD or BITTER SWEET PILL ????
Embers
Metaphors for love
Cueva Oculta
Inside your soul is like being a cave.... Mindfulness.
focus
in a lousy mood
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
What Can I Say?
I felt very lonely this evening, so I just thought that I would write this...
179 - danube 3135
silent scream
god - danube 3135
my own opinion
The Power Of Words
This poem is self explanatory
It’s Just Autumn
It's just autumn... translated the lyrics for you! Here is a link to the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGVmZyY1QR4 Enjoy and thank you very much!
Auguries of Innocence (By William Blake)
This poem has always caught my attention, especially the first verse. It certainly makes you think about life and its consequeces. Auguries of Innocence is a poem from one of William Blake's notebooks now known as The Pickering Manuscript.[ It is assumed to have been written in 1803, but was not published until 1863 in the companion volume to Alexander Gilchrist's biography of William Blake. The poem contains a series of paradoxes which speak of innocence juxtaposed with evil and corruption. The poem is 132 lines and has been published with and without breaks that divide the poem into stanzas. An augury is a sign or omen
From Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina
“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
Gentle stranger
There is a man, in a box
The Rhythm
Storms have always fascinated me, and if one isn't too severe I'm drawn to go out and feel it's energy . I sense a subtle rhythm to what is to many chaos.
Aiiii Soooo
AiiiiiSoooo SooooAiiiii iiiiiiSooooo OOOsssa arigato
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.
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.
Pony tale
2018 written
Lion Gold
2018 written
Sands of time
The sands of time drift about within the wind Feel how it blows softly against the skin Thoughts and feelings are but grains of sand See how they sift gently from the hand Words of love seem to have little meaning but it is the hope of those
The many faces
The many faces from many places What do they say? The lines and wrinkles their eyes seem to twinkle They are always so far away The things they say of themselves are they their own self perception or hidden thoughts of deception? It is sai
For better or for worse
For better or for worse it often ends from an empty purse In sickness and health until you lose your wealth Yet often we fail because selfishness tends to prevail nobody seems to want to place their faith upon the scale There is of course
IF I WAS A TREE
All too often I have a moment of clarity concerning the truth that things aren't always what they seem.