"I have a southern heart"
I am living my personal involuntary exile But i keep my roots, my living treasure It is not a question of life style I am just saving my delightful pleasure Why should i spend my time??? My Love has no reason, has no rhyme... Distance won´t kee
Superbowl
I want the Packers to win, so this inspirational poem should give them the courage to do just that!
"Danish Tales"
here i express my favourite fairytales from my childhood... and nowadays i really don´t know the influence of them in my present life...
My Hometown
Not long ago i had a chance to go to my hometown.The town where i grew up, and went to school, my first love, and first kiss. I thought I was so smart back then....... So many memories were made there. Mostly good but some bad also. But whil
"I don´t wanna choose who is more suitable to me"
there is someone who is asking me for a relationship but i am not sure if it is a good idea...
Dear heart..
Dear heart I know I broke u in many pieces Many times and every time I tried to put u pieces Together to recover u, I know is my fault for U pain dear heart. Is only my fault,because Everytime I think I hope people Change or still Exist ho
sunday morning 1965
Sunday morning 1965 Author: serpico12 (IMG]http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x373/bridger777/64609.jpg Sunday morning in the country hear the birds the dawn chorus sing breaks the silence of a new day wondering what the day will bring
fine wine sunday morning
fine wine sunday morning. love life watch as the sun is burning. but be still death could hit you without a warning. careful when you fall down to get back up and sing. fine wine sunday morning its gonna be some day.
Bah·rain
For poets, Frenchsilk, moonlight31, and all others who add their salt to the mix.
"Homesickness"
I remember my happy childhood Protecting wild animals and sowing seeds of brazilian wood Now and here, at the Highlands, my personal exile i am not able to express any smile... Far from the native Nature Facing urban traps in spite of being more
"Missing someone who really sees me"
Living a "cat and dog" life Hopefully i don´t have a wife... I miss my wise father... And now i take care of my old mother... I really need a safe shelter Maybe later... Now i should be strong And so i remember an old brazilian(maybe portugues
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Number one is symbolic of the sun, Spiritual Meaning of Number One One: One primarily deals with strong will, positivity, pure energy. The number One reflects new beginnings, and purity. The symbolic meaning of number One is further clarified when we understand One represents both kinds of action: physical and mental. This combined with Ones urgency for new beginnings, we begin to see Ones recurring in our lives indicates a time to exert our natural forces, take action, and start a new venture. One encourages us our action will be rewarded in kind.
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Translation from one of the most well-known Georgian poets Galaktion Tabidze
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Another translation from the Russian poet Sergei Yesenin
woman
best wishes to all women
Fine
Dreams can sometimes bring back good and bad memories.
Early One
Darkness lit by breaking dawn Shimmering light on water born Profiling swells of the morn And yet to come Crystal clear but has a bite Residue from a dark cold night Wetty on nice an tight Time to get undone Paddling out through the brea
Tomorrrow
Tomorrrow is yesterday waiting to happen today is poor and so is my life used to have a family thay live with the wife
Gilligans Island
Just finished disc two of season one of Gilligan's Island, 14 episodes, 5 hours and 50 minutes, great show, one of the best!
For all Elvis fans. #1
This is an amazing discography of many of the Kings' songs. I'm sorry if it's a bit too long for some.
For all Elvis fans #2
Now we friends had believed in a dream Never Ending, and It’s A Sin that we thought this to be. For nothing is Today, Tomorrow And Forever. Even a U.S. Male such as he; Slowly But Surely the dream grew dim, And A Little Less Conversation was ven
MIRAGE Of A Man
new approach to this poem.
Climbed a Hill
memories of north wales 1980s
A Nostalgic look at time
Do you remember way back when life was much more simple then. With Grandma’s stories, nursery rhymes. Gas was but just a dime. With Model_ As and Model T_ fords we ran the roads always towards. Atlantic city old steal pear diving horses an
Cornwall remembered
The countryside held his boyhood in a village quite sublime country lanes, fields of wheat church bells pealing, sunday time morning papers, sunday lunch Music from the 60s played the honeycombs in sight drummer girl and vocal band sung" Ha
me mate snakey
Good mate good times good memories
This Moment
No, tomorrow's no yesterdays. Just this moment. Me here alone. Nothing standing in the way. All the bad seems to be gone. Just the breeze brushing my face. And the sun bringing me to life. All the negativity seems erased. And the world is mine
Lone Rider
christian22.trying a western poem.
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
Shenandoah
just humming this tune, from the film..and did this missouri is a part of the mississipi..for those who may wonder at the rivers..
Amid Chaos
This write is an angst
The Light House
On the stormy rocks the light house stands Standing tall defiant , it stands on the dangerous rocks it stands Its beaming white light proudly beaming out over the darkend gale Force seas Its beaming red light signals to every ship to keep away or
ALONE
I think most of us have known someone like this little boy in our life time. I don't know why but today I was thinking about a man I went to school with. And I know in a class room somewhere sits this little boy once more :-( A smile a kind word does not cost anything and you can give it to someone and it might change there whole day.
An Old Cellar Hole
Just walked past the old foundation the other day and saw the one lilac blossom. It must be over 100 years since the house stood.
Rising for Chores
Waking up in the morning Early now comes the light Can’t sleep it’s too bright Such things can’t wait Turning on the stove Tea kettle filling with water Can you smell the bacon Melting in the frying pan? Checking messages clickity clack Clo
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Translation of one of the untitled poems by Alexander Pushkin
Looking Through Mom's Books
Going through Mom's old books one day....
Long Straight Stretch Of Road
Composed while on a road trip a few years ago.
Letting Go
I am not her, and you are not he.. We can never move forward While holding on to what used to be. We can't make someone into, A replica of another from the past.. We can't build false futures.. While living in the past.. Life must alwa
Tropical Depression
Big man from Little Havana's got smoke in his eyes Looks cute in his sharkskin suit and his four-in-hand The bay girls, they don't sing the song, they just harmonize It's all we can do, to make them understand Me and you We could copyright the
Bumblebee Wine
From a very old, old tale from Vermont Hill Country
What A Ride!
I've always figured that every life should include occasional moments of pure idiocy. The trick is to survive them.