Anger and Resentment
why forgive...
V.D.
WHEN YOU SERVE YOUR COUNTRY; SOMETIMES YOU GET MORE THEN YOU BARGAINED FOR! I CAUGHT IT ONCE JUST TO BE ABLE TO WRITE ABOUT IT! THATS EXTREME BUT THATS I WAY I AM!
A Lover's Prayer
In a strange and far off land Two lovers met in a small world He took her heart and she his hand Somethings were meant to stay untold. The secret of two lover's hearts Intertwined in sacred bliss Surpass in mind the deepest art What words
What Am I? (a riddle)
Here's a riddle for everyone.........let's have some fun people!! :D
One two three four five six seven eight nine…
Every time I count the stars, I can only count one to nine, cus when I am going to count ten I think of you and I wish you were here with me… My baby, please come to me and help me stop counting the stars… : ) .............................................................................................................. THANK YOU EVERYONE SOOO SOOO SOOO VERY MUCH FOR READING MY POEM. ^__^ XXXX HOPE YOU ENJOY COUNTING THE STARS.... HEEHEE :p
Dead Inside
Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains I have loved blindly and I have
SUMMER NIGHT
7/2/2022: Lately I have hit a very long dry spell since COVID-19 hit - being isolated you would think it would have been an incentive for creative juices but did quite the opposite.
Silver whispers
One night I saw a shooting star flashing golden memories wishing for someone beautiful just like you babe Dazzling dreams each night silver trailing thoughts faraway looking at the moon face over and back howling echoes a soulful plea c
The Thrill of It…
Inglorious lashing counts with the blink Of an eye, sleepy with a passionate stare Lingering, a tasty morsel dreamt between Teeth, a deliberate pressure…pressing Where shadows dare to creep, inside Determination waits and steals a lick Between
Learning To Fly
Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven. ~William Shakespeare~
The Man Who Walks Upon The Fells
This was written for a friend. A man I respect highly. :) It is what is envisioned to go on a walk with him as a friend though his beloved Fells. :)
The Path ...
I love Nature Center paths & trails ... for romance, too.
The Exam
No exam that I ever had to do ... thank goodness
Children Of The Universe
"You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars..." - The Desiderata
old man........
Random act of kindness...........the response was priceless
A Foxy Smile So Demure
A woman's smile
IT'S COMPLICATED ( A Palindrome)
^_^ Is this called, "Palindrome" ehh..??? Somebody please tell me the truth. >_</ pleaseeee..pleaseeee... No need to be afraid to hurt me or my feeling. I'm tough than you think . lol I'm not that soft and sweet as my face. LOL So now tell me if this is Palindrome or just a Poem (free verse)? Thank you very much for your time reading my poem. XXX ^__^ PS. MacDuff wake up already? :-O
A Roundup For MacDuff :)
Defining words of horses. This was written on an observation of rounded up two-year old colts and fillies. At birth they are imprint trained, halter and lead broke. Then they are turned out to pasture to grow and thrive. At their two year birthday, they are rounded up and vaccinated, gelded as needed and saddle trained. Imprint training works wonders. After a few tense moments, they settle down and remember the imprint training. They handle very well and training them is a breeze. :-)
Spring Breeze
Springtime Romance !! So .....let someone know how you feel about them, but ever so gently!! ok?
white rose
a thousand saints would fall myrtre in a heavenly hue you are the fairest by far the prettiest in purest of colours mirror, mirror amazingly georgous purity indepth vision white rose most beautiful satin soft petals falling from the h
Forked Lightning.
A kiss is one of the most sensual things two lovers can share...
Midnight Concophany!
Was thinking of the ocean at late hour
Heart of Gold
Dedicated to cafetwo2010
Played a fool
Played a fool Cried enough tears to fill a pool I thought you were my missing jewel I was never anything more then a toy Used by you, a baby boy Took away all of my joy You knocked me down Give me a week I'll be back on my feet I'm g
All of Our Lives are Planned
Walking down my road one day I see a little tree, It seems so lost and alone, it reminds me of… me, Not really having a place in this world, not knowing what to do, But sure to grow up big and strong, this I know is true, Feeling small and in the
Profiling the Poet
I am a: -uh,Guy Seeking: -she who wears lipstick, and never gets a run in her nylons Location: -under a bridge Last Online: -I think it's now Height: -13 ft. 9 inches Body Type: - Greek God Hair Color: -Samson wine Eye Color: -Electric
No Fishing
I never drink water because of the disgusting things that fish do in it. W.C. Fields
Remembering the Irish Famine !
In 1845 more than 1 million people died in Ireland from starvation when blight disease wiped out the potatoe crop. At the time Ireland was under British rule and suffered much oppression. To the present day the population hasn't recovered.
A Christmas Snow------monorhyme
A Christmas Snow The soft snow flakes fall gently coating the land, which to white is turning. Trees brushed white stand gleaming as Christmas dawns with sunlight bursting. A hush settles as people start stirring emotions high, children in
Pania
* Sydney suburbs
Steven
I wrote this for a friend of mine who at the time was trying to find a home for a horse who was rescued. He found one
WATER, WIND AND ASH
I think of then as I force this pen Into empty words of current ken Of mice and men And scores and ten The man was a boy when he woke and cried And I recall the night When tiny arms lifted for rushing h
Regrets and Gratitude
Went on a poetry- writing hiatus for over 2 years so feeling like a stranger to both poetry writing and the poets in the corner now. I hope there are still poets here of my days...it would be nice to hear from you all again. Our furry friend was put down this weekend due to his failing health. I didn't think his passing away will move me as much as it did. Nothing much has stirred me in the past three years that's enough to help me find the courage to try writing again.
Silently to Myself
Just another translation of a Georgian poet.
The Poets Voice
Dedicated to the poetic spirit of all the poets here
Poet's Corner Bash
Sorry but there are only so many names I could use, would loved to have used lots more. If by some chance you are offended and don't want your name used please let me know and I will replace it. Thanks all. Addition thanks to idea by elo.
Hill of stones
Written as a woman who has lost her male lover - I wondered if I could write a sad poem, hmmm handkerchief please, never again!
Spring Time
The Spring brings things which the Winter witch stole... Flowers soon bloom, bright colors unfold... Trees resist breeze, and bring forth their fruit... For your lovely lips to partake of... The sounds of your heart are so doubly-sweet... Natu
You and me against the world...
You and me against the world...
Creature
There was a time it was easy to surrender to things that weren't worthy of my surrender, but fighting hell has made me what I am ~Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~
forsaken
happy christmas everyone...
THE FORGOTTEN
People who use family and friends. Then they move on to a new life and leave these people behind thinking - I'm too busy but they will always be there. Guess what - not true.