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Like shadows on the wall, it's hard to ignore That love is one thing people search for And those that have it sometimes don't know For there are those who never do show And some are like an open book being read Some will carry their love to the
CAME ACROSS THIS LITTLE GIRLS GRAVE, WHILE DOING RESEARCH, IN THE ANCIENT GRAVEYARD AT INISLOON, FURTHER RESEARCH THREW UP THE FACT THAT HER MOTHER WENT QUIET INSANE WITH GRIEF AFTERWARDS, THE PROXIMITY OF THE HOUSE OVERLOOKING THE GRAVEYARD IN INISLOON, WAS TOO MUCH FOR HER TO BEAR, THE JAMESON FAMILY, MOVED AWAY TO DUBLIN, SHORTLY AFTERWARDS, IN THE MID 18 HUNDREDS. A QUAINT BUT BEAUTIFUL SPOT IS ANCIENT INISHLOON, AS THE RIVER MISTS SWIRL ABOUT IT, IN GHOST LIKE SHROUD. INISLOON=RIVERSIDE MEADOW.
Written months after her passing and the loss will always linger! 2009 Tweaked and added 2 lines on 9/17/17 and (Mother's Day) 5/13/18 redo 3/30/22
Eric Fromm stated all anxiety comes from the sense of feeling separate.
I'm up, I'm down I'm trying not to frown feel like I’m falling Straight into the ground. I cry I sigh You know why. I laugh Don’t want to break in half I smile If only for a while. If you don’t like take a hike Hear the sound of a dov
we seem to be experiencing what we called April showers in the UK, but in NZ, they are closer to hail storms....
He has taken up residence within my heart!
Abstract on day and night.....
A blind boy with his mom Moved into a new town On a Full moon An adventure begins While his mom at work He found a friend To do normal things Like a normal kid But his friend is a ghost ......
short poem, it needs no more words
Eric Fromm stated all anxiety comes from the sense of feeling separate.
I love this season…a cause to ponder meaning within creation, including what we create and celebrate. While recognizing the illuminary icons that lighted our path to the present and those who lead us into the future, we should not underestimate the power of our own efforts to get others as well as ourselves through the darkness of life's winters into the light.
Polly wanted love so much she saw all the other girls chased by boys smiling..holding hands....kissing (gulp!) folks barely spoke to Polly and especially not boys she crept through life as an embarassment a silent mass of skulking apology her
I've been searching for you While you're searching for me Taken my time Taken it all so easy Hoping you don't pass by I've been lookin in the mirror To see what I could see The truth staring back at me There will be no more l
Even though I spread my arms,I can't fly in the sky But a little bird which can fly can't run as fast as I can on the ground Even though I swing my body,I can't make a lovely sound But a bell which can ring doesn't know as many songs as I know A
Abstract imagery of fleeting love……………..
OH TO HOUSE ALL ANIMALS SO THAT THEY ARE SAFE AND HAPPY!MY BIGGEST DREAM!
A thought of happiness
WHY WOMAN LOVE MEN IN UNIFORM
Life can only be best described in rhyme spoken by a woman who lives in the West.
Absolute truth! 2006/24/05 Touch-up 11/19/21 rearranged/added
My sonnet heehee ^_^ Just wanna keep it on my profile... This sonnet ^_^ I wrote it as if I were a man ^____^ I don't know what men like most in women. When a man falls in love with a woman, what would he do? What kind of poem that he would write for her... I finally realized that being a man isn't easy... lol But if I were a man, I would ask 'thesunandthesea' out to date!!! lolol
nothing to say but ~sigh~
Thank you everyone!
A "Pawn"
CHRISTMAS...enjoy the holidays!
The potential for Virtual Feelings to become real.
my first attempt...lol! SS
Just a fun write
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
on Soup we have 3 main greeters Anne Lise Skat and PD I list below their individual greets A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give p
For a good friend A fighter for justice
here we are...once again beside the fire bitter wind whistling from outside through the eaves an acoustic tune piping low envelops gently cradling us in our rockers sway snug in our old jeans and flannel shirts I tamp my pipe as you border a bl
I spent a lifetime in search of meaning, Why am I here? Where did I come from? Where am I going? Who am I? I delved into many of the sacred writings of the world, I spent years practicing various modalities such as prayer, meditation, introspectio
Din Guardi © D Heckels The only memorial of all that is told are of sieges and valorous chieftains of old from that bleak rocky throne in magnificent pride Din guardi stands with its secrets it hides Bard divint tell ya tales aboot y
Something short for a Saturday afternoon..
just doodling again with words
A poem about giving and taking experiences that last a lifetime.
Thank you to fellow poet Oddete to inspire me in writing of different verse in meaning of Silence.
Hey girl on behalf of Poet Corner and all of Us. . . A special tribute to show you that we have you in our prayers and thoughts Have Faith My humble wish for those poets who wish to show your care and concern for one of our fellow poet who is going for an operation next week Any and every poet feel free to give show your love and encouragement to this special lady I humbly thank all and if i forgot any names pls by all means make yourself known. Thank you God bless you and keep you safe Girl.
again leaving, again pains, again meaningless days.......
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