A Doll Like You
Dedicated to My Sister, who is a Prominent Porcelain Doll Maker. She is in a Battle with Breast Cancer right now. This one is for her! It Honors Her Talents as a Doll Maker!
This Old Porch Swing
Just Fond Memories of long ago! CR2007/2010
Unforgetable
There she stood Slim tall and proud Her deep smile Could utter a crowd She raised her arms And looked around Then down she went In a single bound When she submerged With peirceing brown eyes Focused on me I had to say hi She walked up
do you love me?
Through the eyes of a child.
return to innocence
Innocence, What a beautiful gift. It can never be destroyed. I lost mine a long time ago. Or so I thought. But I found it again. It was within me all this time, One of my bestest friends. Helping me to believe in goodness, Till the b
Some little regrets.
Again, uncertain. Sometimes words just start. Sometimes I cry or laugh while I write. This time I cried. A lot.
Life in a Box
Obviously this is far from perfect, but the emotion in it is very real. I wrote this originally in a time where I had set so many rules and limits on myself that I had ceased to be myself. It's something hard to explain unless you know me, but it's my first offering to the community :)
pineapple trees and lemon sky
imaginary old fable tales days of our dreams dreams that are real think thought thunder crashing like hail one by one we conquer this we live in a forest of brilliance with magical lifeforms and dreams that make a child as happy as a movie pineapple
Rock Me to Sleep
Written by Elizabeth (Akers) Allen. 1832–1911
The Gods of Prospect Road
This one is about growing up.
Once upon a black sheep
"Do you remember, when I was six, you told me I was a mistake" you miscarried before me, but I took their place... "you made it clear right from the start, my life would not be easy, your words of resent, so true and so stark" "you beat me
on your own by jim v
i made this into a song after i wrote it.
Mom on the Street
turns another corner of tables and tricks, chasing alley dreams of drinks and fix; another john hustle, smile and wink- my, how your boy has grown taller I think. not since Cleveland but don't you see, tomorrow's another daddy
innocence is bliss
child oh child why grow up so soon young as you are now playing all the games you can having all the fun you are child oh child don't grow up so fast these wonderful child moments try to make them last
happy sunshine
just feeling happy sunshine today wish every one the best day are night where you are
Dad
well my dad left when i was young and i think alot of people can relate to this, i suppose i wrote this poem to consolidate the occasion to express the feelings with no anger involved :).
ten mile jump
Little boy thoughts of what's hiding under the bed, when it's time for lights out an sleep. :)
Words
Some words let you in. Some words shut you out. Others build an icy wall between, frozen block upon frozen block— not unkind, simply formidable— to dismiss the connection. Ah, but no words— therein lies the dagger!
my favorite color
dawn melts the yellow sun as i sit in in a world of new imagination the yellow sky follows me into night i wonder through dreams of yellow clouds with yellow birds and when i wake up i feel the yellow sun stare into my soul as i walk down the streets
Boyhood -----Maturity
This is about life's tribulations and adversities so fraught with possibilities at a tender age.what we choose so early in life gallops to a race that we can stop at our own choosing at any stage of our lives.
!! nOW fOR a gOOD nIGHT'S rEST !!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0c7pN3ZTXPc
Life Poem
I wrote this poem because I often think about life and how its important that despite our challenges there is always something to look forward to. I Chose to use a dolphin in this poem because I'm a diver and love them.
Life Poem
I wrote this poem because I often think about life and how its important that despite our challenges there is always something to look forward to. I Chose to use a dolphin in this poem because I'm a diver and love them.
Otterman
Perhaps the odderman floats on his back a world above and below in the middle he rows taking life as he goes air and sea, breath air and see the odder man is me equilibrium is where I lie sinking when I dive for food is what we strive only
Breaking the Cycle
The relationship I had with my dad.
Why
This work is about the questions that i have asked myself over the many years.
'The screaming' thoughts of my childhood
Slightly less darker ,but indicates where my dark poetry is fueled from,this si a glimpse of my childhood mind.
DEAR LORD!!!
THE PROPHET ELIJAH HAD A SPECIAL RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD...HE HAD THE ANOINTING OF GOD...
GROWING UP
Only a mother would know, what it is like to bring up children...
The Last Breath Of Innocence
There is for some a particular moment where a tragic or brutal event marks the time where ones innocence is lost - once lost, it is lost forever. For others it is slowly and unknowingly lost over time and perhaps would never seem or known to be lost.
Homeless?
My parents got divorced and it ripped our home apart.
Blind (a poem for my dad)
This is the first poem I have ever written. I wrote it to my dad when I was 12 after my parents had gotten divorced
Faith and Gratitude
When I was little My Grandpa wrestled bears Every Sunday Out in the woods Behind the small house He built for us At least That's what he told me And I believed him For many years Even after I had figured him out
A Childs Wish
childhood flashback (no offense)
Always Smiling
Thought I'd try to write something different and happy.
Keep it simple
Silver stars shine . The moon has blossmed Magical Wisdom Nights air is still gives light and clairity Peaceful warrior Fairy queen passoniate dreamer Born to awaken inner child has spoken Will live to give and fight to live Feelings of
Young Thoughts & Feelings
This is my first poem ever.
A child's smile
Just a quick thought into a few words......please comment
I am your Love always
I am your Love always I am your child who plays your hand holding my hand Playing with me in the sand Helping me learn and grow Like the seed you sow you are my everything you are my one thing I love to listen to your song Not a tune or word
Mommy are you okay
I took myself back to when I was a child, and my mom wasn't there and i just didn't understand why, today I know, just a little to late, because i already felt those feelings
BABIE'S BLUES
ABOUT MY BOY AND HIS PAIN.
Childhood Memories
Some childhood memories. Don't try any of this at home.