THE WALL
about....Boundaries.....and barriers ....Andrew...xxx
The Gift ....(Part 3)
lol....nite nite children.....Andrew...xxx
knock knock..
Thinking about what sacrifices we might have to make to make real changes for ourselves. It doesn't always have to be extreme measures..but sometimes it does..
hold a dream
Carve a rainbow in the moonlight shed the waves of tears for all end the dance of the moonbeams early morning begins to fall Hold the dream tender ocean calm and still you mighty sea sink or swim on our voyage to the land where time
~*20/20*~
Life's lesson... in hind sight.
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
THE RIVER OF LIFE
No river can to its source return And all must reach the sea Through its many twist and turns It meanders purposely Along the way mountain streams Begin and join the throng Spreading out throughout the land The river growing strong And fi
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
To a warrior
just some regrets .....
Waiting an contemplating............
Hmmm ........
Flowers
How flowers can sooth our sorrows
Sunset blues.......
Looking west after locking up at work .................along the dirt road and further .........very much further ........
JOYOUS GIFT.
how often in life are we caught out by our own expectations.....in every aspect of life.....
roads and all
well heaven knows and heaven lies I'm driving down this road under stationary skies distances are vast I can see no end it's easy just to cruise it's easy to pretend if my truck was an angel if my truck had wings I'd fly past the c
Life
A piece of my new journey in life.
Malala
This is a tribute to Malala, recent recipient of a Nobel Prize.
'Mommy daddy wrote us a poem!'
Little Sara ran into the house with her freckles and a letter 'Mommy, it's a poem from daddy!' Mommy wipes her hands on her apron and turns the heat down on the stove 'O dear! Sara flys into mommys arms and mommy sits Sara on her lap and sa
belly dancer challenge.........
sorry for being late ...........
The greatest gift I got in life is I
Not claiming this is a poem as I know nothing about poetry. Must say it sounds and looks a bit like a poem so decided to post it here.
NEVER
Pep talk for all those who have been on CS or looking for that someone and are discouraged.
MY DEMENTED LANDLORD
THIS GOES TO ALL TENENTS THROUGHOUT THE WORLD THAT SLUM LANDLORDS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED AND WE WILL FIGHT BACK AND ULTIMATELY PREVAIL!
figment of imaginings
just a thought thanks all for your reads and comments.
JUST A THOUGHT
Hi everyone...Hope you are all well and good.....Great to be here...Thanks to those that have written to me, it really has been appreciated very much! Appreciated too is everyone's poetry that I have popped back from time to time to read...Thankyou!.....Kindest regards, Andrew.....xxx
a jem among the ruff
trying to find my treasures
FEAR NOT THE DARK
Something different....Hi everyone....Hope you are all keeping well......xxx...Andrew
Biloxi
A tribute to my hometown..Thanks for reading!! Included is an actual picture of Biloxi, Mississippi..
Rebuilt By Fear
I raise my arms up to the sun To show my darkness I have won No more reoccurring dreams Of my phantoms haunting me Your lament voices I'll no longer hear These lies
PRIVILEGE......
A Tallyman was someone that would loan people money for a high rate of interest, especially those who are less well off. Life is the journey hey! Andrew...xxx
Black Is Beautiful
I started writing this sometime ago. I completed it and am posting it especially for loveavalanche. I dedicate it to all Black People.
Tell me about Love
The little child said “grand pa tell me about love” The old man thought long and hard and then he said Love is a hard task master It demands your total commitment But guarantees nothing in return And yet it ask very little But pays the greate
I'm just a memory..
Something short for a Saturday afternoon..
Today is you..
Musing on the sublime..
LIFE'S DREAM
Wrote this a long time ago...hope you like it...Andrew...xxx
HAVE A GOOD DAY..(An old fashioned poem)
Sorry about the title....lol....Not advice...lol....Have a brilliant day...Andrew...xxx
Am I tough enough?
I didn't fly into a fit of road rage when you cut me off in traffic I simply continued on my way I smiled when you pushed your way to the head of the line, even though I was having a bad day I listened to you brag about all your bar room f
A persistent and stuborn illusion
And what shall I say.. Shall we continue along the same beaten path? Shall we continue to believe that the path to peace is in the hands of a barbaric nature? Are the dreams of poets mere straw in the wind? Who is capable of dreaming the dre
Dont forget why you are here
This is mine but the inspiration came for me from cherryreggae ...tribute to you Cherrybunny ...
Girl Next Door
It's about a female who does not like to draw so much attention on herself, but just a little. This girl also does not seek to much attention from guys. This girl is unique and one of a kind. However some people may not understand her because of her dressing style and the polite, quiet manner she carries herself in. What people dont know is that she is very self confident, but people mistake her for being insecure.
IF ONLY ............Adjhe's challenge
IF ONLY......... i knew
The Field
The corner ,its people ,its words ,its stories ,its intrigue......
Time
And off the cuff impression..
WHAT KISS IS YOURS?...
Not my best poem ...