Friends, of yester years
Beautiful hearts, beautiful memories. Makes life beautiful.
Daniella
I reached out to you. Didn’t really know you You learned who I am in a flash Teaching me how to learn who I am Takes a lot of work Helping me learn how to think and cope Can’t thank you enough My dearest friend
Once again
In appreciation of poets' efforts.
Be real: Ace Poet Part 1
Shameless self-promotion, but I think it's pretty good!... (mostly) the standard of poetry, here, is Excellent!
I'm Back
Hi to all of the CS poets - here's a sonnet of sorts Oh how I've missed what you all have to say - And hooray, hooray, I'm back online today. © lovecanbereal
A Christmas Wish.
Peace and Goodwill.
Star Link
Prospects for freedom have never shone so bright When the spirit of man is allowed to take flight
FRIENDS
Gotta call it how you see it! twd 08/1/23
Meeting Again
I met a lady recently and was resting the next day and decided that I would like to meet her again. This is a little fun thing about the thought surrounding the desire vs the trepidation of when is the right time after that first encounter to make contact
Tom Cat
I like Cats:)
The 19th of October
Alexander Pushkin wrote this poem when living in exile on the 19th of October – the day when his former lyceum friends marked the anniversary of graduation, in appreciation of their cordial friendship. I have translated only two stanzas of a long poem, dedicated to friendship.
ON CHRISTMAS EVE
Merry Christmas!
life in Nilo!
life in a workers complex in an island in the sun!
Existence
We are children of existence, that's what we are, we were born to be unique, never to be the same, we're here for the game, the good, the bad, and the oblique, we're not for love, we're not for fame, we are not for anything, there's no one to blame,
Hope springs eternal!
So, we are here today, where were we yesterday? Before we were born where were we? Cultivated in our mothers tummy!,,, So, where were we before the "act" we cant remember thats a fact, and where will we be when we cant see, back to the start? Hear th
How do you see it?
Life changes you from the start, it opens your mind and closes your heart, you start out with love, innocent and true, then life, slowly eradicates you, you become aware, of whats right and what's fair, you want to be there,and you really care, then
You too
What does hurt feel like?, being lost in emotional pain?, break your arm,, is it the same? or feeling a total emotional loss?, A whole body pain, a mind pain, let the worlds collide and in the end, you dont mind? Yes,,, let it be,,, let us see,, don
Love Takes A Little More
Sime and easy life understand more of Life
SIMPLE JOYS.
Pride means many hide their needs......but a caring person sees and understands
Céad Míle Fáilte ! (Sonnet)
An Irish invitation to an English lady. I know from your posts dear that you yearn to get away for a while.... So just for the craic come over to visit your auld poet buddy and I'll help you trace your Irish ancestry. Don't mind the poem dear, that's just the type of romantic Irish clown I can be. You'd be very safe with Mick.
Poetry
A heart preserved. The native(s) paint the picture of the spoken word. The universal rhythm. Paint me a picture of realisation. We can count in the dark, but did logic form in dark? In these difficult times I consider my friends my best friends.
The Many Shades Of Love.
So varied are the hues of poetic pen, With a multitude of exploding coloured ink, In endless shades to choose from now, and then, To set the writing mood, into which we sink. Should I decide upon a nature write, I must select just one of many
"Deny"
I wrote this poem when I 'd felt betrayed by people that I 'd felt stigmatized me when they didn't really know me or understand me. I think poetry at times is a release of sorts.
Dec, 2019
I.. once had a girl or should I say I once had three blonde, brunette and red one crazy night took me to bed they told me they worked in the city and started to laugh I told them that I was quite willing but had torn a ca
I am not a poet
This poem is for love
Princess Shruthi
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Her Page Has Poems
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Just Speaking
Journey through life we all travel together or alone
let your hair down
I'm old...lol...and my hair is extremely long but I always wear it in a braid or ponytail....I let my hair down today and was thinking about everything I have been through in life, and how we gray with wisdom as we age, so I wanted to write about it.
Friends That Day
Last week I organized an outing inviting three of my new friends to gather on Saturday. By the time The group was to get together No three but eight people had gathered at my invitation. So I purchased the extra tickets and off I went. When I walked in and saw all their faces I suddenly filled with such great emotion my eyes filled with tears. A two to three hour get together grew into and eight hour gathering. Here is the result of that event.
The Gathering
A homage to all those friends who freely share their time with others.
Empathy
A bit of reflection on why I Write.
Friends
A homage to some people in my orbit.
NEW YEAR WISHES
DID 2019 end on a sad or happy note All depends on your own life's luck Did she play happy with your year? Or played you down, Or a mixture of both Have you made promises to yourself? for the new year ahead? Or leaving it to destiny or is
RE: Prisoner
Thanks Christian22 rob...
RE: Tomorrow
Thank you very much Lucy...Jesse...
RE: The Best Ever
Thanks pilgrim of love...Said with a John Wayne accent..lol. I think I am well on my way...Pilgrim. I'll be there....before the dust settles on my bbback side....
RE: I Eat Peaches
Cute poem it reminds me of Dr Seuss ....
RE: ...Destination unknown......
Beautiful you. Thank you so much....
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