Childhood Memories
How easily we forget those days when we are now surrounded by so much technology our kids think a phone is fun.
Every choice you make your destiny frfr
Worst day of my life pretty much my thoughts that day I told my bro I would be there for him always and I have up until few months ago clothed and fed him after I got outta foster care I took him in got custody of him. We just need to think our choices through sometimes something’s there to be there and you miss it I was a kid I just thought my grandma left our house or something and I wanted to smoke.. if I never smoked maybe I would not have saw what I did my bro too it he doesn’t remember luckily. If I get enough likes I may write one about my time as a state ward of Michigan nightmare that truly didn’t end till I was 31 you would think it would have ended at 17 but nope state only gave me 2 pieces of identification I needed 3 and one of ‘em they would not accept so I had no way to prove who I was I contacted state they said they gave me everything they had so I was just stuck no way prove who I was till I got pulled over in my car I bought then they give me one to suspend it ha I then made the choice to drive more and more and gave up trying to prove I am me to sec of state f*ck Michigan man I went through hell because of law changes on terrorism and lazy workers in and outta jail dwls fines repos made me feel like a criminal so I became one for awhile sold dope weed acid pills lied stole I was a bad dude all because the state didn’t give ‘em enough ids joke man luckily I had cash paid for apartment for 6 mo no identification needed Benjamin Franklin vouched for me ??
My Old Friend
A little nostalgia for the girl next door.
Treasures Of The Mind
This scenario shows two sides of a child’s vision of the future world of tomorrow.
Treasures Of The Mind
This scenario shows two sides of a child’s vision of the future world of tomorrow.
My life as a young girl
I'm forever grateful.
Nobby
This is a true account of my brother's homicide in 1990 I have performed this poem for performance poetry In Donegal, Tyrone and Fermanagh and it has touched many peoples hearts.
Little Black Sambo
Childhood memories of Little Black Sambo and the tigers, anyone else read that stuff before it was deemed inappropriate? I liked it, never really clicked it was about an Indian child..
My eyes are brown not blue
I think I was in 7th grade when I wrote this poem. I always wanted to have blue eyes I always thought they were so pretty. But I knew I was beautiful inside even with my brown eyes.
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Christmas
christmas
Paperboys day
Memories of Youth
Geraldine
I remember, when I was about five, being bullied, I remember, Geraldine, like a saviour, came to save me, I was about five, she was only about eight,, but she was like a super hero to me, that was my sister, I love her,, I know I dont tell her, but ,
Embryo
Into this void Off liquid one so small From tiny dot One thus grow Two limbs Four limbs now grow One choirs emotion Motions the head one floats one drwells in the void of liquid life ones tail does follow as one swims about sound from outsi
Birds that never flew
simple elegy for the ones we left behind
Why do you read my poems
Are you a vouyer to my past To read my words From my lifes journey On my journey of life's toil To find my hidden sole my life You read with such glee To find that hint of me My past my present My future not told I create these wor
The Covid Child.
It must be very difficult for children to make sense of Covid.
Browning
Childhood memories, memories of my two brothers Michael and Thomas RIP, Love you always,
Hundred year old horse
start of a novel if I had the energy
Intimations of Immortality.
Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, Of glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find, Strenght in what remain behind.
Sun Days
A splash of rain on the window pane I'm lying here thinking of you again Sunday drives in our old Renault 5 Driving aimlessly around the countryside Stopping for a walk, me lagging behind The scent of honeysuckle in the air We'd pick fuschia
To A Child Dancing In The Wind
I was thumbing through an anthology of W B Yeats' poems and I warmed to this one which I thought I would share. I follow the innocence of youth theme but cant interpret the piece about the labourer, perhaps you can unlock it for me. Anyway timely poem..
Rivers of Life.
On Face Book I saw a photo of a huge ship travelling along the Thames.....everything changes...or does it.
The Tree
Keeps happening This thing called change
Bittersweet
A few thoughts....Happy Thanksgiving.
Wishing and Hoping
When we are born, we don't have a choice. Our parents will love us, we listen to the voice. As we grow older, we then start to wish, toys,nice food,nice home and love. We go to school, at first,it's not nice. If the building is old, we mi
90's Songs
I do karaoke every Thursday night unless there is a Packers game, Thanksgiving, or bad weather. The DJ said he was having a 90's costume party with 100 dollars for best dressed of a famous person from that decade. I picked out my favorite song from each year. Needless to say it has been thin pickings since the 2000's have come about.
CHILDREN.....
my week helping in a school holiday project.... a puppet show taught with a Kiwi theme.....
DEAR DIARY
I remembered my first diary and how I felt keeping this precious book.
From Parent to Child
Based on an extract from Author: Medard Laz (from the book "Love Adds a Little Chocolate"). * My Mom typed out the above poem for me when I was a teenager. If you like, you may want to consider passing it along to your son / daughter. I know it gave me food for thought. Lol
Springtime In The Mountains
Trying to create a little springtime mood in this one……..
under clouds
I wanted to be a cloud, many generations ago.
Dungaree Blues
Feeling a little nostalgic for the 1960's.......
I Wish to be child
Wish to be fitter ... 10-year-old butter I'm just a magnet! I have a little butter in the thought ... I want to go out on the storm night ... Thought tree wore under the tree! Call back The river gaarutra ... My dead smile on the river! My m
An artificail beautiful lady every man wants
Ancient Fairytale and belief
YET INSPIRED
Frank Zappa once said, "It's a drag being rejected." True. But to me, interpreting our world differently than most is evidence that we're on a more enlightened journey through this reality, whatever the f**k it is!?
Oh How I Loved Her; Hillbilly Musing
Great memories from my youth in Almost Heaven, West Virginia. My Sweet Hillbilly Girl, the Lord took her, way too soon. The reference to "Mini Thin" refers to a West Virginia native Hillbilly rapper. Check him out Y'all!
Daniel'sPoem
For Daniel "Why do you stripes in you forehead, Mommy? Are you old?" Not old But not so young that I cannot see the world contracting upon itself & the circle closing at the end. As the furrows in my brow deepen, I can see m
June 2018
Not so good at punctuation just saying how if we are open in our hearts like a flower opens to the sun it's like our mind can enter that portal back in time and be there again in memory .then here in the present nature continues on regardless.. we are just observers in the greater scheme of things if we allow ourselves eyes and heart open to receive vision of times past and ever present in the natural world around us.
Brown eyes
Mirror mirror What do I see Who is that sad girl looking at me As I look at her I cry Something inside me has died Those sad little brown eyes Why was she given such a bad Dad Daddy Daddy Why her She’s just a child can’t you see Sh
Garage Sales and Gossip
This information about my family wasn't pleasant to hear, woke me up this morning along with the daily dread of going to a bad job. At least the friend said I was a good kid.
Believe
Just feeling life as a course
RE: Shall We Play??????
some good stuff in there my friend!! rob...
RE: It's Hot Hot Hot!
godsprincess, thanks for your comment, unions are on the decline. I worked in one union place, but the union leadership was in bed with management, so it was 70 hour work weeks and horrible working conditions plus crappy pay....
RE: Remember me as I have of you (dedicated to free hand)
it was nice of you to thank me mcradloff...
online now!RE: RALPHIE MY BRUDDA
Travis Great tribute to your brudda Ralphie who helped to provide for your mudda and yourself financially....
RE: silent call
thank you tiny fangs for the wonderfl comment deeply appreciated...
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