Friends, of yester years
Beautiful hearts, beautiful memories. Makes life beautiful.
The Bonfire
Life in the forests, lakes and grasslands of Minnesota is magical! This is the story of a Bonfire from my little corner of the world in Duluth MN.
Flowers
We are all so different yet so alike, unique yet. We all feel deeply.
Ssssss
Talk about someone who lost a bird
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
Drops of Red
A very close friend once told me cutting herself was the only way she could cry, Was sad, kind of thougt it must be like this.
Once again
In appreciation of poets' efforts.
The willow Tree - introspection
The willow tree bends its branches, silently, leaves words left unspoken As the tidal wave of emotion borderlines the freedom with a blissed token Of release, as I sit quietly, by the lake, beneath the leafy canopy My headache no longer present,
Emmanuel with us
2023 Christmas dinner with the Travellers
A Christmas Wish.
Peace and Goodwill.
Never forget how special you are
Never forget how special you are
Star Link
Prospects for freedom have never shone so bright When the spirit of man is allowed to take flight
Pain
Introspection on pain
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.
Stargazing the Neon Lights
Introspection
I am not a poet
This poem is for love
Into the Ether
A strange lady slips through the haze, Her thoughts, a kaleidoscope ablaze, Mysterious questions lingering within, A meeting of minds about to begin. A strange lady, full of wonder, In a world where words collide, In shadows of moonlight she
It takes two to tango..
introspection
A true friend
bad friend's
Mystery
A thought
Tom Cat
I like Cats:)
Faithful
Old Friend Happy to see an Old friend in Poetry Lively Loving Caring and Kind friend Who's poem was full of Love Addressing her beloved With words like pearls Her poems she shared Was classic poetry I missed her very much Happy to see her again Her name is Ladyjewel I called her Diamond Lady Happy to see her back
My lonely and forgotten grave
Even if sadness was a part of your life, sometimes it's nice to relive them because it is what made you of who you are today.
Connecting singles poets
Too many friends to list I respect all of the poets on this corner old ,young ,fun funny sad,mad even glad.Much love !
When the world is on your shoulders..
When the world feels like its on your shoulders and you are swimming to catch the current of your reality. To find balance in a new life and chapter.
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
A note on the veranda
Friendship poem
Another dance
short verse
SPECIAL PEOPLE.
Special people, we meet through life. Smooths way forward, easing strife. Passing through, during difficult times Hovering close by, watching for signs Until it's time, to show what matters. Like a caring cook, ladens platters, of treats to b
How Do You Do
poetry friends are the best
Special Friend
Without relationship i think this world won't exist That's why i appreciate every friendship its the most beautiful thing between families,friends and colleagues Embrace your friendship!!????
Arguments
Opinions clash, Words like swords clash, Hearts become cold, Friendships grow old. Different views collide, Hopes and dreams divide, Harmony is lost, At what great cost? Disagreement, a bitter pill, Yet it can be overcome still, With pa
My Happy Dance
Just a little fun.......
Rosa
This short poem, for a friend of mine, is an attempt to build some respect and confidence in my dear friend who is going through a very tough time at the moment. I wont say what it is she is suffering with but, it's curable. xx
sunny birds
I am hearing words of a broken winged bird that are the most likeable words I have heard we are flying together in circles acting fine I would fly anywhere with this friend of mine he says that he hates love but I do not mind because my friend
Stop by when you can't stay so long
For the many moments of those who claim they want to have a friend but, don't stick around long enough to amend.
Rejection.
I thought I had a friend and when I went back home I could always pop round and have a good chat. Then I had moved far away and bumped into him in the street and joyfully wanted to tell him about my new life. I got rejected and he walked off. I just stood there in the street bewildered.
No Rhyme or reason
A thought for no rhyme or reason Just maybe for this moment in the season Lost in your eyes dreaming to hear your hungering sigh With each gentle kiss the taste of your tongue with a hiss Your ever flowing stream of love how it fits so sn
Losing a friend
Just lost a friend
I HAVE A FRIEND (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
Some friendships are very valuable (for at least one of the parties involved),so when things go awry there may be a separation that causes distress.
Poets ways!
Is poets corner the place to be?, to lose ourselves in our history? to complain in verse of a life gone wrong?, or sing out loud our favourite song?, let feelings out what's life about?, or whisper quietly, help someone out?, when someone writes abu
MY FAVORITE
JUST RANDOM THOUGHT AS WE MOVE THRU LIFE. SOME I HAVE HEARD AND PUT THEM IN MY OWN WORDS.
RE: I am gone
Thanks Nu...Best to you and yours...
RE: Look at your phone
I hate those dam phones I wish they made them mad funny mad sweet poem lmao mad...
RE: Kabul's new dawn
ocean. I constantly followed the development of events there ... this is due to my work too. Afghanistan ranks first in the world in the production and export of hard drugs ... we are talking about many billions of dollars. The drug business is compl...
online today!RE: I'm not trying to cross any line
Nice poem. "If I do not make it to the end of the line The only life lost is gonna be mine But if I do make it to the end of the field Then I'll enjoy every breath of the wind." I am of the belief that the demise of a person is the end of hi...
RE: Back and Again ........
Hi Kathy .......ouch that sounds very painful .......Thanks for your warm thoughts.......Getting better everyday ..... regards Nu...
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