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the cafe was closing and the air was darker than age Mary was fixing her order and her world had become like a cage will you still see me on Sunday? will you wear that dress and look nice..? but you know that a question ain't a ques
I wrote this in about 15 mins, the past years' experiences seemed to just draw it out of me. I hope others like it and are not offended by the spiritual aspect of it,I draw comfort,inspiration,strength, peace of mind and guidance from the Lord....... if just one person is made to feel a bit better by it then I'm happy.
a walk in a dense wood
You can write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, trying to stamp me to the dirt Still, like fire, I rise. Just like moon and sun, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes high springing I Still, like fire, Arise.
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
say it in a sequence of silent lullabies say it in the echoed phrases of goodbye say it a way that one day makes me care say it so I kayak through the rapids of your hair say it without speaking without thought or conscious guile say it
WARNING POEM RATED R Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian. ADVISED FOR THOSE WHO ALREADY BROKEN IN BY TAKEN LSD. POEM MIGHT BE PERMANENTLY MIND ALTERING! Namaste
Our mood matches changes in the seasons.....
when I tamed rage and tried anew a road emerged that led to you when I quit work and made a career I fed with tune my starving ear when darkness fell about my boot I shed the cloak that hid the truth when I buried hate and t
I could've had religion but I loved God too much I could've fought for a living in boxing rings and such but I guess we are who we are and we can't outrun ourselves and the traits that make us rounded are often stored in others shelves I
Sights of brilliant foliage inspired this poem.
A parody song of Breakout by Swing Out Sister about the corovirus. We have ten people at work who have been infected in the last two weeks.
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
One by one the leaves will fall until all is gone.
Finding the You in U To find the wonderful person in you, you have to share time and adventures with yourself. Take a world cruise or a simple adventure with just you. Take the time to get to know you, enjoying every personal port, and stop along
The ramblings of a good soul!
September 2020: It has been 3 years since you left Poetry Corner for eternity in Heaven with our Lord and Savior. We miss you dearly Cafe. Date you entered Heaven Sept. 17, 2017: Love to Cafe Jim - we will miss you dearly
SEASONAL......HERALD....
Love
When someone who does not know how to express love has children, they pass that inability on to their child. This coupled with knowing how things can go wrong in life, creates a fear of closeness in that child because already being fragile generates the resignation of feeling like any loss will be to much to take.
I was mending a hull 'neath the crying gull when the call came down the line my dad had gone his time had come and a world of hurt was mine left my girl to anger swirl told her "needed space" but I was dust not even lust could the
Suffering of someone.
Seeking the right door.
When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again," she means, "Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window." He's supposed t
Reflecting on the reality of on going relationships with ex spouses.
feeling this way, today. Forever.
Except for perhaps some edits later on IT IS COMPLETE. I thought I would post a poem as I was writing so you could watch the process. I hope you enjoy how the poem takes on a life of it's own. Edits will happen often as well as the addition of Stanzas so check back often. I will post a comment with every edit. I hope you have enjoyed accompanying me on this journey. It has been fun for me. Let me know perhaps I will do this again sometime in the future.
This was a poem I wrote for someone after our 2nd meeting. Funny that the last time I posted my poem was when I was broken hearted and this one I guess when I started to fall in love. I should've known, I can write this good usually when I am broken hearted or in love :)
June 8, 1982.
I was just standing, Outside your door, Wondering if this new love would end a war. My mind floats Long into yesterdays Like the man in a love song I want you. Even with the hurts That memory knows Love heals a wound As a fond heart g
If all the sharp stars, fell down from up high, from spaces beyond deep blue skies... Would you even try, to catch at least one, or stare glaring as each star dies?... Might you doubt that I, care not for my sight, I'd stare at the sky until you...
These sins of mine, persist with time, consisting of bad thoughts... Then transfer to, actions untrue, just look what I have taught... I brought truths not, then fought the fight, I ought not fight no more... I might bring light, laced with pure d
Really ??? Okey-Dokey !!!
More and more feeling this way. Things in my life lately
PSALM 4:4 Stand in awe, and sin not: Commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah
PSALM 4:4 Stand in awe, and sin not: Commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah
Pinocchio - Hi-diddle-dee (An Actor's Life For Me) 720HD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52xXa9d2qVw
Pinocchio - Hi-diddle-dee (An Actor's Life For Me) 720HD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52xXa9d2qVw
I wrote this a few years after my wife died back in the late 90's. The words speak for themselves.
I'd rather go home and live up a tree than to be dry forever and forget the 'ol sea and I'd rather go hungry than eat on the street than miss every wave and places they meet I'd rather live in a hole and stare at the stars than live in
Wrote this the night after Tiger came back to win a shock fifth green jacket at the Masters Augusta National. They thought he would retire but he came back despite his many injuries and problems on and off the field and he triumphed.
she looks at me.. some small hotel in some small town.. her dark curls run along the corridor of her pale shoulder.. her words hit home.. " you know, buster.. when your lust is emptied.. and your belly is full, you can pull down your awnings.. but yo
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