Her Icy Gaze
The emptiness in the face of an old statue looking over a completely frozen lakeside park in winter …….
Wisdom In The Woods
A walk in the autumn woods begs for explanations when such things are found as a row of brilliant maples in foliage and many little clues left behind.
Get Moved
listening to music
Jubunji!
Make up a word, “Jubunji” Spit it out! Never let them see you angry Cuss, nor shout! Progress is never easy Struggle towards your goal In spite of envy And all the pressures of the world! Silence is golden. My accusers to the left and righ
Genesis
~genesis~ Life is born amongst us here, unceasing and always relevant... we see it with every breath...the crest of the Sunflower so bright, the unstable footing of the newly born fawn, the erratic patterns of the Dragonfly. Ah yes! Even dea
PEACE
Peace to each of you. Blessings & Hugz, Pink.
The writers scene
Good feel.
The Journey
Upon this Mountain’s edge serene Overlooking the view of a span of life Fear not the fall sit close to the edge For the view is not what It seems The pains, and the glory, and the undreampt strife The regrets, the mask, the sincere pledge
Welcome to heaven!
do good and it will follow you.
~Chill in the air~
Mercury shrinks as night weather falls Grabbing the air in it's quiet whispered hug Hailing to trade what was before A simple degree of a place that was there A drip of water freezes as it enters the night Looking to refract mirrored image all
Dreamer
What world would it be..If we had no dreams...
No Death!
I Death has no powers or state to rule Life is all there is on this simple plane No death, no darkness, only the Light For in The Master’s plans, there’s no dread night II And when the gloom descends and settles here And the heart makes q
Eight Days
Two more weeks to go! :D
Dreamscape
lol......Andrew.....xxx
What is love?
Love is respect Love is protection Love is when I deserve less But you are near me, Love is when we go on same road Love is when u care me when I am sick Love is you and love is me.
~is it time yet~
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bKwRW0l-Qk big screen and get your volume where u love it.
Your seeds of greatness
I have been called by the spirit of love to give you this message.. What I have created in you I shall complete You are not your own but the work of my hands No man can take from you what I have put in you and the work of my hands shall not r
ELIDOR
About a book I read when I was about 5 I think...funny about some things you remember....Hope you like it...xxx Andrew
Words.
Words are like a ball of wool, We are the needles, To knit them together.... Like the quality, Of a yarn thats woven, Words will last, For ever and ever.... 16/1/13.... Liza Mc Beth.
Wildflower
Sunny hues of a rainbow's colors, lavenders.. sunny buttercup and blue All transcend me back to a simpler time, When this world seemed so majestically sublime. If only I could fly far over and rise so far above All of this endless mean
WISE
We only know what's given to us, but the true knowledge lies within knowing how much more there is to learn :)
Glowing Courage
In response to fear......wear your faith...
For You Dad
Thinking about my dad on this father's day
LIFES TIME
The past, the future, the here and now. We travel from one to another in a blink of an eye. Maybe through sorrows, past lovers, or even horrors. We glance at the future with longing in the eyes. We can rest assured the future awa
crusader
before there was lady in red...this man had better songs
CHILDREN OF DIFFICULT TIMES
I liked the message contained in this poem: what’s in store for us, for the planet?! The poetess Raisa Muzichenko refers to our planet as guiltless, perishing from tears. She may be right: what if the blow we deal to Earth proves irreparable in the end?!
What World is This?
I What world is this that honours him whose trade it is to kill? And makes that ancient shame the cause and the Maker’s Will? From whence come strife and row and the pangs and grief of war? If not from man’s ardent lust, that vile and rotten cor
Seven roses
Roses of love and trial~
self control
had to change to feel good about me
on my chest...
the down days....they're not coming. they're here. at my house, in my living room....but moreso, in my heart and mind. oh blah, my wife's oldest kid is hangin' on by a thread. she's eat up with cancer...only age 32. Lyn and Jimmy are in Jersey now.
my eyes were once blind
Where would you go What would you do If you had a short time to finish your life How far would you go To see who you want of friend's from the past Would you make your time needy or embrace it in full And treasure whats left In taking y
Nothing's futile
The idea is very simple - just keep going, keep trying. I am happy if this poem sounds reassuring.
For The Name Of A Simple Poet
This is my last posting!
How Do I Live a Joyful Life?
How Do I Live a Joyful Life? Being blessed to wake up is a joy. As I give thought to the layout of my day, framing my moves to what I will do next, I count it as joyful. Knowing sometimes what I will face at work and sometimes before I leave home,
A journey into Tomorrow.
I take a journey every now and then, a voyage of discovery not known to many men, its a place of tranquility where one can reflect, you can come with me, you can take my hand, if you so elect, I'll show you sights of beauty in peaceful contemplat
~ Communicate Through Feelings ~
""Conversations with God" by Neale Donald Walsch. How does God talk, and to whom? Here's the answer: "I talk to everyone. All the time. The question is not to whom do I talk, but who listens? Intrigued, I asked God to expand. "First, let's exchange the word talk with the word communicate...I do not communicate by words alone. My most common form of communication is through feeling. Feeling is the language of the soul. If you want to know what's true for you about something, look to how you're feeling about it."
Garden of life
as we come through lifes downers, its important to feel there is lighjt at the end of the tunnel.....eventually we may find that one special garden where we are loved and nurtured.
Goodness
I In this dizzy age, on Gaia’s strand True goodness raises barely a flutter While the fluffy things of rattle and flare Attract, but go not much further II But good is good and there’s a need For kindness, true words and honour For the eart
Truth Is My Only Friend
Truth is light, love, and life.
Poets would never rest
In the moments of bewilderment and distress poetry proves to be a solace beyond measure.
ATTITUDE DICE....
We do not have complete control.......but we have the largest portion...and sometimes, consider fate knows best......
Little quiet
I rest my mind on your chest listen the silence ... of the deep inner rhythm up and down me ... a boat that struggles in waves and not fear anymore ... the storms http://photos.connectingsingles.com/blogs/8/blog0da50