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Composed on my daily walk. Wanting to clear my head to enjoy my walk, I felt some unease. I endeavored to construct a negation of meaning to quiet the mind and could be remembered. With slight changes as I stepped, this was the final result.
One breezy day suddenly this simple idea came in my mind about the day. I had some sort of tranquil and ecstatic feeling at that time.
It a love peom
I'm looking for someone to meet up and hang out by me
Just trying to express my feelings, to let go off the pain I am feeling
This crazy world!
A poem about woman's day celebration 2021. It is all about being a woman in the trying times of pandemic. Positive affirmations for emotional healing.
209 poems in, 800 is Steve's record..
This was written one Christmas while ill with the flu. After the past couple of years, it would be nice to hear about the regular old flu. May this bring a good chuckle to you and may you all have a very Merry/Happy Christmas!
A new poem as has been requested. :-D I'd had this one in the pipeline for quite a while as it was re-told to me recently by a local cowboy who emphatically swore up and down that this actually happened to him out West. . This is my interpretation (which I shared with him and he absolutely loves by the way) and now with you, Dear Reader.
Some ruminations on Halloween.
Darkness hails Purple blue flashes White lightning Booms and cracks Stretch across darkened skies Hail wind blows gust those teeth of flashes Boom s across lightning flashes freezing rain lashes whips of light cracks the blackened sky
The clock chimes the hour Time ticks bye Seconds become minutes Minutes become that hour Time ticks bye slowly ticking bye time now gone now stolen one says good bye those minute now gone stolen they become Hours they become days Days becom
I dream of you to kiss those lips wanting you I dream of you each day Shy to talk shy to approach I dream of what to say Your hair dazzles me takes my breath I can hardly breath I drown in breath To be near you to hold you close
Do you feel the breeze Wind envelopes sways the tree Branches now blown away Dancing in the breeze Birds hold on tight Blown from their peaches That wind howls tonight winds gather up Rain facets paces darkened skies night and day da
You carry that bag Where ever you go Full to the brim It took you to carry it contents within Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load You shop by day you carry your stuff away Only to chuck some straight i
You feel a breath a icy chill Cold to touch You stand and stir on edge Was something Thier From corners eye you spy This thing a person stands and stirs Icy breath that chills your bones You stand and watch for no person there they see y
This is a poem to remind us that with age we become lost from friends are families that once we where always with and as time goes by we lose touch with them
Six sides I can not move look within These six walls Contained ears closed To the dreams around I can't bare the sounds The scream the bangs Locked within these walls Of others locked in these walls Where I am now stripped of motion o
Streets silent Lockdown begins We hide from the unseen for the silent killer lurks On winds of breath carried blown in the wind can't be seen can't be heard you are there unseen life turned upside we hide inside alone in solitude in bu
I just heard this in the morning and wrote it down
Happy New 2021 dear poets!
My blueprint to life!
Poppy's lined in rows Thier petals flutter in the light winds they flutter in the silent breeze Thier red petals glow Remember them the fallen now remember them Lives given the pals the friends the sons taken away now the fallen Soul
Silence Cities once loud lies now on silent ears Inside they hide Afraid to go out side Locked away Thier own prison cell TVs on 24 /7 Solitude they hide Only venture for food and pay the bill They hide from the unknown unseen dan
I adore old people
The white queen Naked she stand for all to see Three Dragons seen Small in stature Conquest to full fill The iron throne she will want From fire and breath her Mother's quest For Drogon hears her mother's breath From snow to dust
LOVE ISLAND Beyond my reach to this love island I castaway my dreams of capture, To a forgotten place. No one live on Love island Except the shadows of dreams Like a mirror glaring up at the sun. It cracks the blue sapphire waves. Beyond my
Demon of the world Havoc you cause Life expelled You float You lurk Your the intruder Man's greed Thier creation Alway seen discarded In open seas Under the waves not to be seen Your still there lurking man's greed Never ending alw
These romantic love poems also prove that men deserve to feel special every once in a while. If you think men don’t cry, these love poems will prove you wrong. The words from these poems will surely touch the very soul of your man. It doesn’t matter if it’s long or short, as long as it’s sincere and pure
Six sides Closed in walls Gray barran Graffiti lurks cold to breath Lights flicker Senses void Hightened pain Ears closed Shouts of pain From others closed Senses hightened to the cold Investment breath heavy Damp one sits and dwel
Heat of the sun The motion of the water laps the sandy beach Cool breeze The heat envelopes ones senses The gentle breeze Blows within the trees Sound of quite tone Fills ones ears One is at peace As one walks the waters edge Bare f
An abstract writing about the word 'nigh'. The word is interesting if not odd.
A poem dedicated to writers in voices of different forms/genres. Of the styles to chose from- chant seems the most close to my poem’s style but that doesn’t quiet nail it for me. Any thoughts on this?
From illness one leaves the body Transits in time To natures comforts To trees that whistle in the wind Leafs brushed aside they fall to the ground One now sits preens and wings stretch Yuor past clean your past gone Now traition is done on
meditative reflection of living daily life. I felt inspired to share these reflections in hope of some one else being enlightened.
My poem just speak about unhappy
dreams without borders souls are made in flame kiss me under water now I just miss the way you said my name souls without borders dreams are made of water hold me in the fire and let me say your name
kiss me by the stars and make me understand that the dreams called love are in everbodys hand
rivers of the souls they fly notes in song passing by golden threads of time marking stitches in a rhyme weave which we believe without the boundaries we conceive hold me like the moon gone round and round the sun
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Creative! Little red riding hood is one of those stories that really sticks out in the mind. I think she was from the hood.....
Kathy Nia thanks for reading and glad you liked....
I too know what its like to loose a job, twice in one year (the second one yesterday). Your poem expresses that and more. Enjoyed it....
Dark write Joseph, Black hearts.... Very gloomy but real! Mick...
online today!Thank you Mick but not my best effort. I had to write one real quick for a church Memorial bulletin and very little time to do it in. I saw this garden statue at our local garden center and loved it. Wish I had had more time and words to do it jus...
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