Linda Paloma
A most lovely Mexican-American lady....
The Funky Fire Woman
Wednesday, 18 March 2009 - This is a poem dedicated to all those women who have a passion for dancing. It was inspired during a time when I was attending the monthly dance night known as Funky Seomra in Dublin, Ireland.
Domain
Why is it some people want you to be what you dont want to be. I made myself and I am happy with that, despite the issues!.
Unforgiven
While morning 's light creeps silently through the ivory curtain, She awakens to the sound of a red winged blackbird, singing a haunting song of promises to come. She reaches over and entwines her fingers through his, and contentedly l
Last Breath
Maybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!.
The Legend of Witch Cat Falls
Inspired by Lacy's Cave.....thanks Odette67. This is an old legend from settler days of a cave behind a waterfall in the town of Bakersfield where an old Mountain Lion was trapped following a flood.
Penzance to Exeter
Yep its pure sarcasm, but I do it so well!!
Book of Life
sometimes reflection is not a good thing, but hey! we all have our stories to tell!!
MEMORIES
My Mom loved tiny yellow flowers and butterflies. The anniversary of her death will be Aug. 5th - 10 years ago.
Languishing With Siberia
Ah my friends, I watch so much from the outside, yet who are we to percieve poetry. You write, I write, are we so different?, I have a love so far from the maddening crowd, let me bestow you, with thoughts, of a longing, of a past love that sees itself with Siberia, the coldness, the emptyness, the heartlessnes and the lonelyness. But it has its own beauty and it certainly has its own ghosts. Are we not but ghosts of the future, and who will recognise this ghost of one we approved and loved upon. All I can offer you my friends is poetry, born of emotion, born of freedom but most of all born of passion. Poetry is not about metre, not the correct syllables, not precise in its manner, it is about you!! and your wants and needs, embrace me for I am poet!!. I have been missing, but to many not forgotten, may the peace of poetry be upon you all.
my sweet Rita !
I wonder what she is doing at this hour my Andean and sweet Rita of needs and wild cherry trees Now that this weariness chokes me, and blood dozes off, like lazy brandy inside me. I wonder what she is she doing with those hands that in attitude
I love you/I’m sorry/ Please forgive me/Thank you
she was my greatest love..., by far...
MOON OF MY ANCESTORS
I wrote this poem as a result of my trip to Ireland. It was actually SIX years ago that I went and May 8th was the day I returned to my front door. The connection I felt in Ireland was something so moving and deeply spiritual for me. Leaving was like being torn from my soul. I hope you enjoyed it!~
Capturing the moments
Often, we are in such a rush...our days to busy to take time to see what is around us, people, nature....today I spent a quiet time, reflecting...and thought of moments...
Dear Poets in our Poetry Corner,,,
Just to say thanks to all who contribute here in the poetry corner, for sharing your thoughts and hearts with us here!
My Ode To Summer...
Summer always seems the shortest season to me.
My Soul (Paloma Challenge)
Bit late, but I always take my time!!, thanks for a great challenge my friend.
Bumblebee Wine
From a very old, old tale from Vermont Hill Country
Space Shuttle 1981 - 2011 - A tribute
I have followed the Shuttle Program tirelessly, regretably never getting to see a live launch......and as the final flight of "Atlantis" is preparing - I wrote a tribute to all those who contributed to the continuation of Space Travel God Speed Atlantis and all aboard - it will be a bitteer sweet mission
Alexander (Kickit Challenge)
I have seen some lovely poems on this great theme from Kickit. I have tried to envisage that no matter how great you may be you still walk your own crooked fence. Rob
Mystery
good job I am still a hunk then!!
Cupid and Psyche how it came about (acrostic)
original beauty and the beast story About.com ancient/classical history if anyone cares to read it
My Lost “Houdini”
Ever noticed how often a few polite emails and then they are gone, lost forever as if they never existed. What a strange world this "Cyber" world is at times. So I suppose "Houdini" is a good title for one who disappears without trace. Maybe some dont know of "Houdini" but he was the most famous escapologist ever known.
These cypriot men.
I was trying to explain today to a friend,why I like traditional Cypriot men,but couldnt find the words.
Last Poem (Two versions)
The understanding of mortality, I sent versions to friends who came back with their favourite version, yes and they differed. personally I dont know which i prefer??.
Bah·rain
For poets, Frenchsilk, moonlight31, and all others who add their salt to the mix.
bad decisions make good stories
ever notice how bad ideas make good stories remember how you told your Mom that you'd be right home after school but went trestling instead with Johnny and Lawrence and you ran like a fearful wind when the train caught up and any one of you coul
Daisies round the clothesline
childhood
Always Thus
mind you, it was a tad chilly up there!!
Night Time
I found peace amongst the darkening skies Soon stars will whisper night times lullabies The worries the stress the everyday mess Making a way for nights gentle caress A moment a minute in time who knows Time to relax and just let it all go J
The Man Who Never Smiled.
True story. Happened long, long ago. Never got the bird and haven't had a beer in over 30 years. To this day I still have trust issues. Probably why I'm still single! Note: The places depicted here are real but some will be unknown to some International members.
THE WATER'S FOOTSTEPS
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sohrab_Sepehri I'm sending you one of my favorite Persian poems that I like very much, but I know that when poetry is translated to another language, it may not transfer the feelings properly. Of course this type of poetry is very different and it has its own fans, so I hope everybody likes it. I am fond of reading this poem because it expresses everything that is around us in a very simple and understandable way. When reading it, it makes me think about the world, the creator and all creatures differently, with a better perspective. This is a part of poem if you like to read the whole, you can read it on below link. http://www.sohrabsepehri.com/poems.asp?status=showpoem&language=e&poemid=99
Mushy Peas
A poem about mushy peas
Texas Longhorns
Born in Texas during the American Old West; Renegade ramparts; Tenderfoots just read the Bible and pray for the best. Dusty ole saddle coddles my blue jeans; I ain’t made it beyond my teens. My main focus is the Rio Grande, rounding up f
Rush or Crush... (in a maddening world)
Life in a hectic world...time and emotions (being in a whirlwind)
My very first woman in life
Fabuleuse chanson!
Broken
A framed print upon your wall.. A still shot of the two of us.. Sitting close together, on a bench, Near the falls.. And to the casual observer.. I'm sure we must have seemed the perfect pair But if you look a little closer.. If you too
The Little House That Grew Into A Home
What fills a home. Mary asked me to post this for her.
My Coat
Put away my basket and sewing thread Whilst memories of how you use to be Decidedly were better left unsaid Each repair sewed lovingly yet still see The scars that have changed how you once appeared There's nothing more that I can do f
Carnac
Recently, I had Phyllis from America and Tess from Switzerland both contributers to this poetic corner,stay with me, I took them to visit the Carnac Alinement, some 4000 standing stones in lines and circles, believed to be in excess of 4,000 years old, this poem written to remind them of a happy occasion, it will be difficult to relate this poem unless one made a visit in person or via the internet.
To Old Friend
This is to you, old friend, good-bye, farewell I say, I know it’s sad, we’ve gone through much with every day, So many obstacles were in the way, kept us apart, it‘s age And time of course, and distance great, the least to say. So many h
"Self Pity"
I feel so much better now...lol!!
RE: ~~Advice from a Fairy~~
top shelf adoringly beautifully penned piece dear friend smiling mizzy will love it...
RE: Gorgeous...
Lol of course:) I like your creativity, very cool madtat...luv it...
RE: goodnight baby
Oh my darling since we made that promise it will be funny catching up after others have read what we should have read, you sleep when I see, I sleep while you see, poetry in our dreams, I love you and I love this baby, the day you say this on the s...
RE: The Miracle
Thank you my dear!!!...
RE: I am Jealous
Hi English A fine write, and welcome to Poetry Corner... Best wishes Bill...
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