Unkind & Kind Words
After the death of Roy Surratt ,this poem was found in his Bible. Jesus once said that we shall give account for every idle word spoken. Mathew 12 : 36 The ' crown' is the reward for things done in faith.
Chrysalis
Growth and change occurring... bringing things exciting. (Hi everyone, I missed you all so just thought I'd pop in for a while......
I would..if I could
I cannot feed multitudes with a few loaves of fishes, but I would if I could I cannot still the tempest with the wave of my hand, but I would if I could I cannot draw great masses with my words, but I would if I could I cannot give back
End of a Poets Day
Sweet dreams.......Andrew......xxx
NEW YEAR AND NEW ME!
2014 WAS THE WORST YEAR OF MY LIFE! THINGS WILL HAPPEN! IT DOESNT MAKE A DIFFERENCE, HOW MUCH YOU PRAY! BRING IT ON!
A Smile
There is a saying that a day is worthwhile when you make someone smile...I agree :) Thought I would repost this...noticed more people saying hi by sharing a smile of late ..little things mean so much to so many of us right now !
Something's missing?!
After reading the article attached: living in spotlight may be disturbing, and in a fabulous career (maybe too fabulous) and glamorous life (maybe too glamorous) there must be something important missing… Thank you, dear poets.
ANOTHER FACE IN THE CROWD?
Who are we? Another face in the crowd? STOP! LOOK! LISTEN! Great talent can be lurking behind so-called Plain Faces.. Genius might be stumbling down an alley Or perhaps a world-shaker in the making just dilivered our pizza
Life is not a poem
Life is not a poem that makes a perfect rhyme Our heart is ever a mystery that puzzles our natural mind We seek meaning from without from a thousand shifting winds Enlightened by our virtues and captive to our sins Shot through and through
City nights and Street lights
Was to write a song. It is my first time I don't know if it is good or bad
MY RELATIONSHIPS
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT EVERY MAN HOPES TO ONEDAY BE! A TRUE PRINCE! THANKS KAREN; WHEREEVER YOU ARE!
Amongst the madness..........
Blessing a complete stranger in the madness of shopping because he had a smile to share ...........
Here's Hoping............
Just wishing all the people searching for a better life in this world find some form of happiness in their search ......never give up ......let hope be their driving force .....
The Journey Continues
Onward we continue this journey......this great adventure.....and we find?.....who knows what
ELLE
THIS POEM IS WRITTEN SOLELY FOR ELLE BLUDYLASKY! SHE"S A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHO TOOK ME BY SURPRISE!THE WORDS JUST CAME TO ME WHILE GAZING INTO HER EYES! SHE SHOULD HAVE WORDS LIKE THIS SPOKEN TO HER EVERYDAY OF HER LIFE!
Atrabilious
" Empty your cup , so that it may be refilled " Bruce Lee
Welcome To New CS Poets
There has been a lot of activity recently here on Poetry Corner. Several of the more senior poets seem to have taken a break. Let's hope they return soon. In the meantime, several new poets have appeared. This piece is a welcome to them. Poetry is larger than any individual or group of indivduals. The show must go on. I invite all poets, including the new, to post their views on Poetry Corner. We can all benefit from each others' views. Thanks!
Dadadaadada....WORK IT out!!!
Dadadaadada....WORK IT out!!!
Stress at School (for SG)
(for students)
Self Discipline
What has to be done must be done Lazing around just will not pay Grab hold of yourself and move on Do what you have to do today Despite the mood you may be in Know time and tide wait for no one Get busy, start the ball rolling If not, you wi
"Behind the red Door"
Introspect? Imagine, sitting here an it's the colour of my back door, an write it into a verse lol.
Sweet Bird of Sacrifice
IN MY CAR I SAW A BIRD IN MID FLIGHT GET CLIPPED BY A TRUCK AND KNOCKED INTO TRAFFIC AND SQUASHED. WHEN SPONTANEOUSLY I ASKED MY QUESTION, I WAS THINKING OF MORE ON THE LINES OF KARMIC ISSUES BUT GOT ANOTHER ANSWER ENTIRELY. LATER I IMAGINED THE BIRD LAID DOWN HIS LIFE FOR MY INSIGHT. HENCE THE TITLE: SWEET BIRD OF SACRIFICE.
Cold Fire!
Cold Fire! Without love.. Without a worthy inspiration.. Without your sweet smile.. Without the fellowship of your heart.. without You.. I poet.. am a.. Cold Fire.. cafetwo2010
Angel of The Sea
It is to us forever our duty to relay With pride our tale of courage on the Isles that fateful day. September 1838 she battled through the storm for others she risked her life in the early hours of morn. Gracie is the 'darling' of the north-
INSOMNIA
The composer and singer is Alla Pugacheva. I have attached a video with her performance and a karaoke. Friedrich Nietzsche once remarked that without music life would have been a mistake. So I will be happy if you enjoy this music! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFDo9XvHbtg&feature=related http://www.karaoke.ru/catalog/song/15195791
Gate Keeper
Walking thru the forest one day. I reached a spot to my dismay. Where nothing was as it seemed to be. I wondered if my eyes truly did see. There in a clearing was a large iron gate. Where an old woman leaned against a rock. So old I wondered
our moments
flipping through the pages of times filled in between our books those unfaded moments haunting me deep down it is not by accident that they break loose once in a while breaking my heart over and over again relentless and strong But e
Build Your Boat
"If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up people to collect wood and don’t assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea." -Antoine de Saint-Exupery
"HUGZ"
Wishing each of you a Blessed weekend. And yes I know how to spell hugs! lol. Peace, Pink. Oh, and of course a hug for all.
~oh where'd we go~
Did we go wrong somewhere? Or is this what we wanted to create? You only have the mirror to blame! Plain and simple, it is what it is. In case you wonder what I write about and can't figure it out. Then, perhaps you are part of the new! Here's the answer in case anyone wondered! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipe6CMvW0Dg
Rich man
Oh- behold this image upon the upright mirror- The curse of this, the great man: Being ignorant of misery- to build another man's misfortune upon misfortune until curse conceives curse...
I'M SO ALONE
This is a dedication to our dear friends who leave this corner and never come back, some of them even take their poems with them, depriving us of the pleasure of reading their treasures; this is also about loneliness in general – everybody knows what I mean ... To whom it may concern I wish to fill in that gaping wound in their heart the sooner the better!
POSITIVITY #C
my 100th write! 1/16/18 twk 03/14/2023
a weeping willow
There's a tree, I know. It's just around the block. It stands the test of time, just like a ticking clock. When I pass by this tree, I have to make a stop. A profound beauty & grace, so unique just can't get enough. Looking at this tree, I se
in the poetry chat room...
It's funny though how nobody talks ill of the departed - aloud, but everybody harbours their own real opinion. funny that huh? peace. the virgosign xx
hold a dream -s/c(dedication)
For ImagineLove - an early b-day present - my triple-double twin-lol xox (Actual b-day OCT.8)
I'll Choose Happiness..
Something inspirational for a pleasant change..
Hypatia
Hypatia of Alexandria (about 350 - 415 AD) was a mathematician, astronomer and philosopher- one of the last librarians of the great library of Alexandria. 'Violet rays are only sunshine...'
WOTSIT'S NAME????......No....4......(SOLVED)
I am so very old and also twenty nine, Plurally, sometimes described as “Evil“, Though, I’ve been religiously “Saved”, from time to time, Called young in blue by some who have said, When really my colour was originally red, Then again, the Roman
Death
There will be peace ahead and skies of blue Waiting ahead for me there will be you Here laughter tears all pain is forgotten My days ahead will be days spent with you Music of life just barely hanging on Sounds of the heart that has already go
World would be freezing, but for men like you
I am not sure who the author of this Russian poem/lyrics is. Must keep on searching.
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
I’ve borrowed the title from Longfellow’s poem “The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls.” As Macduff says: "Sometimes we just have to commit if we are to stay vaguely in control of things," in control of our life.