Pity Party
It Teaches Love!!! Has taken Nearly all of My 50 Yrs. of Life to learn! This was a response to a thread, I felt it worth Posting It was the best way that I Could express my Feelings so they would Stick!
Credo
Another translation from Russian poet Nikolai Gumiliev, whom I admire.
rules of the games
When the mind swims in the oceans of pains passion gives way to anger against inhumanity. Should it be a burden to the "haves", or a responsibility to the "have nots", or must we hold hands together and be one? You tell me. Thanks for all your reads
INNER SUNSHINE.
We can make our own fate...
ragged soul
And when the ragged rolling soul upon this earth made up of moss doth run the journey it begun from early morn to setting sun And tell me what the sum of this of work and pleasure sown in us and still we sense the well is dry locate my purpo
Faith
Just a reminder of what we should always be thinking about. It is an old one, I just polished it a little. Thank you!
at graphite's edge
a dark shining gray lights out from the edge of memories as the pencil wipes the years away and out of nowhere, nothing the love lost reappears on the page, the papered day. how remarkable that so small a thing as a bit of paper with some
Hey ! What's happening to me ?
Was feeling sleepy then ...Bang got this inspiration just now with juice flowing thru my head ...not orange juice. .but creative juice..i write now quickly ...
BEFORE!............
It seems to be a neverending cycle since the very first buildings of one settlement being demolished so the next can be built and it still goes on today.....Progress they call it....Andrew...xxx
Inspiration!
This poem was written on the paper cover of chocolate bar “Inspiration” produced in Moscow (funny, isn't it!). I was so carried away with the verse that decided to translate and post it here. I hope you will like it too. Best wishes, dear poets!
~Flutter the mist~
On the dock he sits The hour is early Steam off his coffee Lake hosts scattered mist. Gentle peace settles in His mind places too Years that have gone To where he is now. Harbour lights in fade Four seasons a year Some hosting smile Ot
DESTINY
NO MATTER WHAT YOU TRY TO DO; YOUR DESTINY IS ALREADY PLANNED OUT FOR YOU!
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Two little ones from Mikhail Lermontov – my favorites, the first ever we, children, recited at school.
BEYOND THE EDGE
Inspired by a line in bentlee's poem "To Be On The Edge".....Thankyou my friend....Andrew
accepted
For all those long years shyness held me down mirror you saw me sad face of a clown Wanted to change it so but it would not turn now I see the light and I understand you You accept me don't reject me oh how high your love You forgive
Six penny Pete
Everyone has a story, some have been told some have been never understood:)
A New Page
We have the strength to move on we just have to let go of the past and remember it is just that ........the past
Life's Highway
Often I think about the road I have travelled, decisions made, sometimes the right road, sometimes not but I do know that whatever I do "I always try best"
Rainy Day
Yesterday it was a rainy day and I was recalling a memory from long ago and wanted to share it! Have a rainy or sunny day where ever you are, be kind to strangers!
NEVER
Pep talk for all those who have been on CS or looking for that someone and are discouraged.
No text for me
Bythecoast ,felt compelled to write this .if it happens to me! Yours got my demons out ! Thanks it inspired me of this foolish piece! Oh fish !!
Friendship
everyone has dark moments few are lucky enough to have friends such as you my poet friends extra special tnx to M.M, Ken and to Phyllis and Sophia the help you each gave was enormous
Grace Has Taken Me Through!
I Grace is the sustainer of all life on earth Every impulse to breathe, since the moment of birth All thought of goodness and the will to achieve Grace is the Giver of all gifts we receive II Being on this journey, there is much to
Inner strength
Staying positive when things get tough............
Enemy Mine
Andrew......xxx
The Ship In The Bottle
It is about a model ship in a bottle on display and it is left to your imagination of it never being able to go were real ships do into the seas and oceans, it is just leaving you to wonder how those imaginary sailors would have felt on the distinguished ship and never really leaving the room. another poetry submission by me for competitions written around the same time as "Life".
Unspoken Words
This poem is a dedication to reality of how one young man overcame a devastating accident very slowly and took years to learn how to speak again hence the title of his book "I`m not Drunk, Honest. How he overcame the negativity of society who shunned him because of his inablity to talk clearly, treated like a leper and found it difficult to form relationships. Whilst it is not uncommon for these things to happen in this world sometimes to read anothers plight will show to others that it is Empathy not Sympathy that is needed. Hal`s book was his way of trying to open the eyes of others that we all live and breathe on this planet. Book: "I`m not Drunk, Honest" by Hal Lever, Lever Book Press.
Dreaming in Light
There’s a softness in the air, a transcendence Tempering the harsh edges of unified thought Lifting the dark polarity into purified streams of light Brightness bridges are being made from careful construct created from kindness thoughts and lof
Old Fella Blues
It speaks for itself.....
True love..
Time after time you forgave me.. You kept pulling me out of the pit.. I was lost in my soul.. my reason was gone.. But every time you loved me back to life.. And again..I fell.. How long will you continue to strive with me? I think I know.
Poets Exist
wrote about how poets get insight.
LADIES OF THE LAKE
Perhaps it is the approach of Mother's Day. I simply wanted to devote a special poem to the gloriousness and mystery that is every woman. Profoundly complex creatures that we are. SPEAK YOUR MANDRA THIS DAY AND STEP INTO YOUR DIVINE LIGHT AND DANCE LADIES. Take some time today to appreciate yourself and all the women in your circle. And God bless the men who love the women we are, although profoundly complex creatures. We still make life wonderful and mysterious. LOL. Blessed be ladies. LET ME HEAR YOU!~ Let's keep this poem at the front until Mother's Day. Pass it on!~
what you want from me world
what you want from me world tell me whit your plastic face whit your empty heart don t walk behind me you think i walk the way you want never all people follow your way i not i don t care what the world think about me i only know there are more lose
A Final Prayer......Just to make sure!.........lol
Happy Christmas to all the Poets Here, and may all your Christmas wishes come true for you! Andrew...xxx
SEARCHING
Never give up the search (or Hope. I felt it........... Tweaked 8/23/17 10/5/17 2007...updated 2014/29/05
Thoughts
Being in a mood like this needs cheering up.
When
When I open my eyes in the morning It comes in my mind u voice. If I close my eyes I see Your soft face,conturated in air. I see u comeing towards me Walking with grace. I hear u tender whispers , And I magine u are near me.
Nature of Truth
Debate is the greatest tool for testing truth; very effective as long as what's right is more important than who's right and as such both protagonist and antagonist benefit.
Moving On
Written in past tense If you read and can relate to this poem in however way that be for you, I wish you every happiness and great success too :)
welcome Seeking Ginger
For you to know we care This is our Sanctuary
diamonds an pearls
wrote this for a very close friend from her point of view .........learning to love herself again an moving forward......
simple love
it speaks for itself...........