Shifting…
[Lorenz’s Butterfly effect: In chaos theory, the butterfly effect is the sensitive dependence on initial conditions; where a small change at one place in a nonlinear system can result in large differences to a later state. For example, the presenc
Waiting To Touch Our Lips
There's no denying 'Romance of Spring' is in the air!
take pause
my son comes by and looks over my shoulder at his picture on my PC's wallpaper he analyses it carefully seeing himself as so young, so innocent he can't believe he was ever that young and innocent (he's twenty now) life spans before him li
Weaning
Wish me luck!
The Waiting Place…….for people just waiting.
. Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just
Mending
Carved utilitarian shape, varnished with age, worn, brown wooden spool once a tree, living, now reduced to only inches - three. Red fibers wrapped tightly ‘round, and, in the wrapping to keep together, both lights and shadows appear, as fiber
Cyber Love
Although he cannot hold her close and near He knows he loves her oh so dear. He rushes home to read her dreams; Together they create magnificent schemes To meet one day despite miles in the way Of the two of them being together each day. He s
marriage
my friend dave(goodguy) phoned tonight from nashville to ask how Lyn was (illness). I answered 'wow, thanks for asking, she's on the mend, what are you doing in nashville?' he replied 'I'm not in nashville, I said I'm in my bathroom.'...me 'oh' ...yes, hearing is the second thing to go....
Differences
Why did you walk away from me Didn't you see, that we were supposed to be Together, forever I thought But it was just a story I'd bought From a book store down on East Main And you were so beautiful I thought you could be the one So our life b
MY DARLING DARLING
THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME! AFTER TALKING WITH MY FRIEND STEVE; I CAME UP WITH THIS! I HOPE THIS BRINGS HIM MANY GIRLFRIENDS FOR HE POSSESSES 3 OF THE MOST IMPORTANT GIFTS! HONESTY, SINCERITY, AND A GREAT SENSE OF HUMOUR!
Night & Day
I kept my head down to stare at the ground. What is there to see in a sky as dark as can be? With no stars to light the way, I lose my hope for a coming day. I walk alone in darkness, surrounded by the heartless. Slowly getting old. Quickly
Breaking Stones
That unrelenting urge to acquire a goal, like the sea crashing again and again.
Australia: Race Relations
* The main deity in Aboriginal mythology ** 21st Prime Minister of Australia (1972 - 1975) *** A symbolic gesture giving the Aboriginal people "back" their land and the start of the modern "land rights" movement **** I wish to acknowledge, and pay my respects, to the traditional custodians, of this land, the Aboriginals. I also pay my respects, to Aboriginal Elders, past, present, and emerging.
Looking about Love from different perspectives.
People looks to come up with so many different opinions about Love, but when we put True before the word Love, then all other perspective diminish to just dwarfs. To understand True Love, we have first to be very honest to our self, because in these days there are millions and millions of things we can WANT, when True Love depend only about NEEDS. True Love has to do with deeper levels in our self and in a society, where almost everything is something from the outside, most people looks to have real problems to get in touch with deep inside and then they replace it with wants. Deep feelings and other inside trends, like need for a close relationship or happiness to spend time together in the home, have been heavily devalued. These inside trends are following clearly the formula,that the weakest part of them is making the level of the hole in our self. I'm sorry to say it, but people in the West believe that they are on a higher level, than people in other areas of the world, when in fact I see them like headless chickens, running after this and running after that and from one gathering to the next, not having time to touch the real values of them self and the life. This way we have soon only Robots on this Planet. It is similar to, that we humans know a lot about space,we know about Moon and soon more about Mars too, but we know very little still about the deep part of the Ocean and we also have no respect for the Ocean,we over fish and throw all dirt in to it, destroying all life in it,with a very rapid time frame.
The face of love..
Eleanor I'm smitten...OMG!
My sorrow (5 7 5)
Just been thinking lately. Thanks for all your reads and comments.
Happy Valentine's Day!!!
Love is expressed in many ways and modes, One way is sending Love across the globe To all the poets who now read this verse, Wish that you met Great Love of yours!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzBzzB6mhBs
Kickit's Challenge.. That Ole Dodge Dart...
A thousand steps walking a crooked fence Memories sauntered slowly,and then they sped, As thoughts of you, Circled round and round in my head.. The essence of you.. So near yet so far.. And always with you, It was about that old car..
A SONG ABOUT YOU
Garold Registan - a famous Russian poet-lyricist, song writer.
Love is only love
Another shorty inspiration..
Judas Iscariot
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5327692
WHO DARES WIN?!!!!
additional info: When male winner get kiss and picture Why wouldn't we (girls) get something better?!... mm...Let me think...tik tok tik tok.. Something gotta be rock! .......... .... How 'bout "Fellsman's pic in a short-boxer???
the pain of memory.
i will not remember you my love, i will not remember us, i will not recall our life at all, i will not recall our bliss. not for me a life of yearning, not for me all doom and gloom, i cannot be unhappy darling, i cannot think of you to soon
~of CENTRE attention~
Hmmm, whats life brought to your table to share?
Wake Me Slowly......
Wake me slowly, let me float here, anchored inside myself, gently abandoning my dreams from the rim of sleep. All night I have swum in deep pools, catching the moon in my mouth, and letting it go, darting with fishes in two directions and fo
Valentine
Be my Valentine and bring some Idle Vine
Love’s Glowing Ember
This is poetry coming out of nowhere and not really meant to be sad for no reason since i'm only thinking how so much like 'life' is 'love'.....where there's always a 'beginning' and an 'end'.
A Gem (sonnet)
A gem's a stone that's rare, but cold inside; - A true gem's in the heart the other hides. When we find that rare one who understands, Then we are privy to those exotic lands. No one can define this thing called "love" That strangest feeling
Fading Beauty....
Inner not outer Beauty
City Reflections (For Megan)
When we were young and reckless Our hearts tripped Across broken midnight And stolen gold. Walking in the city Late one night I saw traffic light reflections On wet cobblestones. The neon and hot amber Of the summer's night Rain-slicked
ONE SQUARE MILE
what others see as a tourist icon, I will always associate with going home.....raised just a few miles down river, I even lived close to the city for a few years.....
PEACE WHERE ART THOU?
Got up this morning thinking , What if peace had a voice?
Chronic Insomniac
Just kidding..releasing some stress..lol
Ned Wanted A Nibble
A problem that is quite literally growing and growing and growing. When I went to school in the 80's, you could count the fat people on one hand. Now you would probably need the hairs on your head!
Love..For all to see
Blossoming love
surreal...
it must have happenned to all of us at some point in our dreamy world. hugs xx virgosign
Darkness Welcomes Me.
I sleep some and then I wake. Wake is asking and questioning. Shall I go or laugh at the questions? The feeling with the question or the feeling that keeps me here! I do not dream, I only feel. There is no color or faces, it is just the feel
An Angels Shame
Angel has been burned. Falling with smoking wings. Earthbound she is spurned. On and on till it stings. Heaven forgets her face. As she crashes into ground. With outstretched arms knowing, She'll never be found. And yet, No one cries for
WHAT I SEE
I speak only truth, and this is just that... Added verse 8/7/17 twkd..11/08/18
Eyes of a Country Girl
There is much to be said about life growing up and living on a small farm in a small town.
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The Epic of Sadness
Your love taught me to grieve and I have been in need, for centuries a woman to make me grieve for a woman, to cry upon her a