The Miracle of Life
Just some moments of inspiration...loving life
The Face of Truth
Thinking...about "stuff"
The Poem and the Symphony
Relationship betwixt writing prose/poetry and music..
Heart Murmurs
Yeah...I admit it ...I wrote it.
Going Home
About " Going Home"...but maybe being gone too long ??????
Moon Lady
Moon such an evocative word
Your Best
Dedicated to my Aunt Bonn, who by now is out and about in her flower garden. Remember, You are Loved! Wishing you all the best! Blessings.
Genesis
A mixture of a dream and some observations from my window.
He waits for her
A gentle soul who is at peace now
El Diablo
When people talk of things they should not speak of...
Plough, Pen , Pistol
O Plough! You are very antique In the unique history of man; The only instrument of livelihood, For filling his empty can. You taught the mankind to live Like a bundle of wood; To live in a village together And to get their food. You tau
A Prayer
A prayer for mi corazon Jocelyn..
LIVE YOUR DREAM!!!
this poem is somethings that all people should be doing through life and makes it alot easier to live and be happier :)
The Miracle
pondering...pondering....and more pondering
A fall is a journey
Time to start ticking boxes on my own life list instead of trying to tick others at a cost of my own.
Dont know how....
I dont know how or why but you inspire me every time you make me write and breath..... just a single word from your lips.... can turn my world my day and night my soul was looking for yours tonight....! **************************** You was
At Night
At night, my passion is for you. At night Losing my breath, i ask you to stay... it's you i want to take, the same way darkness takes the light of the day At night Being part of you Dancing between the wings of a lost angel At night I can f
A Christmas Miracle
This poem tells the story of a mother's desperate prayer and a Christmas Miracle for her little boy.
Poetry is life
Night with no sleep Outside, the moon listen to lost dreams protected by the stars. Inside, a beating heart feeds body and mind. Reading poems of enchanted worlds I start writing, matching my words with the rhythms of life. Like a lig
This May Hurt A Little
My shadow stretches into oblivion And the further I walk it lacks desire Hope was never intended for something darkness would inspire I've waited far too long to pe
Simple Thought
You are the eyes of the sky The light of the sun, the tenderness of the clouds; Stars are your thoughts, the moon is your dream. You are the scent of all flowers, The beauty of all species, the wisdom of the mountains, Nature is your smile, wi
bear the pain
Just a thought. Do we agree ... Peace - the virgosign
I love the poets voices
You've touched my heart with the sound of your voice I heard the love that echo's from your soul Now you've made a sound for my heart to treasure You've given me joy that no one can measure
Another Day
My heart beats to the rhythm of a war drum As my eyes fade they fall away from the horizon Because what my ey
To all my fair maidens
My spirit..my love
Sounds i hear
Birds cherpping, dogs barking, babys laughing, and children playing just some of the little things my ears are hard of hearing when all the others are yelling an them. Yelling things like- "your so fat" i have pills just to keep me from gaining more
Windermere
a day out
The Great Master
I visited Grasmere today
Back To There
I have totally fallen in love with a song on youtube. Look it up, it's WUAUQUIKUNA - Buffalo white Anyways, I'm Cherokee. And when I look around, I see people calling each other rude names, people being victimized, treated poorly in various ways...our earth needs to be heal. And our people need to heal. So, the song inspired me to share my thoughts.
The Olympic Medal
This is a message poem to all those people who win medals by taking short cuts and breaking the rules of fair play. Written: 9th May 2013
Trials and Tribulations
at the end of the day its what we have done not who we are
Wise woman
As beauty becomes intellect.. My appearance has shadowed the flow of change for no longer will I be a mere common name. Life is the embodiment of my thoughts so subconsciously I'm found not lost. Lost in the demands of the brain washing segment lik
The Masterpiece
This is a special poem for all the ladies that may feel blue on mothers day. Remember you are special.
Shadow Sound
in response to shadow1950's 10-word challenge
I feel
Just impressions..
The Man On The Moon
This is a poem all about the man in the moon that looks down on us. Editor: Marikia Written: 15th March 2013
A New Rule
It is the rule with drunkards to fall upon each other, to quarrel, become violent, and make a scene. The lover is even worse than a drunkard. I will tell you what love is: to enter a mine of gold. And what is that gold? The lover is a king
thoughts
beautiful thoughts my ocean calming the shores ,to the sand morning dew upon the grass open arms we meet again my soul,my spirit lasting love in paradise upon the sands on this golden shore with you my love i would love to hold you forever
The Creation of Birth
Just something that I wrote while being bored at work.
A mans hands
This i wrote a while ago in the forums and it had such interesting views from the men:-) Decided to put it here. I adore a Mans hands.
Long Gone Days
I wrote this a while ago and Mr Mad Tats poem inspired me to bring it back in. Hope you enjoy
a jumbled thought
Not all poetry rhymes, some just flows through your fingertips and you are unaware of what you are saying until you reread it. This was one of those free writing sessions about thirty minutes ago. Feel free to tell me your opinions on the subject. All sides are welcome