Legend of Drunken Tales saga. Part II
Cast Magician ..Soulgoddess Cleric...Celticpoet12 Capt of the guard...Kickit22 Duke of winterwonderland...Ondos Lady of windywest ...WindyW Master retainers...Odette67 and Elo69 And guest star Poetno1 ...Govenator And more to come ...
Beautiful Disaster
I found God while smoking my last cigarette Holding on to the chains that bind me to regret Remembering all the things that I know I should forget But all this time I fail
Coffee For Two
Two cups of coffee on the table...
For WatersAndTheWild :)
A poem for a friend who writes of nature and emotions so sublimely. :)
Gramma's Chair (an Easter Poem)
A little nostalgia in memory and and respect of my long departed Grandmother who taught me many things at a very early age about life. Happy Easter Gram !!! I sure do wish I could find somebody like you again to make me smile. You were the kindest and greatest woman I've ever known.
"The Sad Reality of Love"
You came into my life like a puff of smoke out of nowhere. You were not expected, nor did I think you existed. But for some reason unbeknownst to me, In a very short time you crept into the depths of my heart, And buried yourself deeply int
Healing Hands
After reading 'The Miracle of Nain' by Swade777 I became inspired...just had to write it...so thanks mate for the inspiration
You make Cafetwo..
a night filled with the joy of two..cafetwo..
Touching the foot of the Lord (unfinished)
"By love may He be reached and held, but by thought never." - The Cloud of Unknowing
a lover, I am
just to visit you all thanks all for your reads and comments
~~~Forever Friends.~~~
Thanks to the lovely comments and kindness of my poet friends....I will be a "weekend member" for a while.....I'll try hard to catch up !
Lament Of Yesteryear
Dream your dreams of yesteryear When you were young and free Drown your sorrows in your cup And cry for all that’s been Let those tears from your eyes Trickle down your cheeks As you wail “why, oh why, Has age crept upon me?” Forgotten ar
I'm a Dreamer
I dream of all kinds of things Of Angels and butterfly wings Shooting stars to make a wish on Blessings from the rays of the sun S
Taking Back
ah well, shit happens!
~I'm a quiet man~
What say you to this!I believe most people will shy away from a reply here, because of being afraid to speak out against what's in front of them. So it go'es to show that fear tactics work. I believe I'm here for a reason, not too sure what that reason is, but I'll not let fear interupt what I feel needs to be said.
Rodeo~~~~Villanelle
It was a hot and dusty day the crowd fidgets as it waits bull dripping sweat in shute bay. howdy folks the announcers say Raging Tornado in shute awaits it was a hot and dusty day. Saddle slipping this and that way only held in place by w
I wish to be...
Image of Eternal love in life and death...
Gypsy - An Elegy
Gypsy was washed down in a canal. I adopted her. I only had her for a few days. I left her in the care of a neighbour for a weekend. When I returned, I was told that she was pushed off the steps by the neighbour's larger dogs and she fell and died. They said they disposed of her body so I never saw her again.
I Miss you
Dedicated to someone very special.
heaven in a dot
a dear friend once told me wysiwyg
HO....HO.....HO!...........lol
I BELIEVE!!!!!......xxx
A BIG "Thank You " from Mizzy. ( Please Read ).,
To all poets who entered or took part in any way in "Mizzy's Green Challenge" I would like to extend my warm thanks. I must say I was bowled over with the response. You are all such a great bunch of people and such fantastic poets, its simply a
The Perfect Scientist
Historians have long debated... Two topics that seem unrelated... Prophets have long clearly stated... Scientists have no faith... The evidence is all around you... Sparkling stars, the ocean blue... Forests of rain... Emotional pain... Sun
Halls of Poet's Corner
For the newbies and also the comrades ...
Christmas Poem.....with a thought...
I has posted this poem on the site, at this time 3 years ago... It has since been archived, so I thought about starting a new thread..... (with a little adjustment to the poem).. -------- Blessings, Greetings and good Health to Everyone...
Here in My heart, that's where you'll Be...
I wrote this poem..!!
Lost Book of Eve..
Hope you like
DO NOT READ THIS!
Wow! This one is WAY DIFFERENT from any of my usual styles. It felt like I was on a high as I wrote it, or rather, it wrote itself. I just arranged the words on a piece of brown paper bag as I sat at a bus stop. I believe the first time a child catches a parent in a lie, or observes them doing something immoral or illegal, they are very confused and sadly may even, like the child in this poem, question that parents love for them. And now for something completely different...Is the crying this little girl heard coming from outside or inside the house? Is it her mother? Her sister? Does she believe it could be her daddy that's making it happen. And what could this child possibly feel when she looks at him? She asks him twice if he loves her.
Her Eagle Eyes
saw a movie once with a part like this and it stuck with me, calls to my fantasy nature:-)
Tribute to 'beautifulyou' ..
About my good friend beautifulyou..
Dogs and Cats
Dedicated to all Dogs and Cats Lovers (Special dedication to my friend Travis, his Jasmine and others)
sweet Dreams
Hugs to you sending lots of chocolates
Nature's Lullaby
Sweet Dreams! (iambic tetrameter)
All Seeing Eye Of Truth
someone really close to me inspired this piece
Tear Drops
Putting down sword of truth falling from dark clouds true blue feelings you draw from the deep ocean curling waves warmly galloping summer wind warm and moist that love glance that moment Emotions floating softly upon whispering silent win
till I breath no more
just a thought...thanks all for your reads and comments
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE
from dreamweaver the poems, written some time ago, thought I would like to post it.....Andrew...xxx
A Bit of Australian Slang
Just for a bit of fun....should you really give up as to the meaning of any word I will be happy to explain
Real Affection
If I could say the words I think My tongue may over work and bust; I'd make Old Shakespeare arise and say, "What varlot now disturbs my dust?" If I could do the things which I Am simply aching to perform; I'd rope the lightning and I'd jerk,
My Celestial Lover
A sonnet in tribute to the great Goddess Ceres.....she's so lovely!!!
spel chak
wat kin I saay
In the Stillness of the Night
I wrote this a while back for a friend who was having a daily struggle with life and her faith