A Northumbrian Prayer
Light hearted banter.
YOU!
Hi everyone, Happy New Year! I have just reworked this one to bring it up to date, hope you like it. When I say "Home" in the last line, I mean it as a person, not where I live. Kindest regards....Andrew...xxx
i miss you
I miss how we used to be, So vibrant, so honest, so wild and free. I miss the way you would understand, Listen carefully, and be there when I needed a hand. I miss our long, random talks at night, Our private conversations, Our sill
Sweet Summer Rain
Reflecting on those anxious days when the new emerging plants are so tender so early in the growing season and watching the sky for clouds...and all the abundent wildlife for signs.....of sweet summer rain.....
Show me the way!
...Was it something I said...?
Mirror, mirror...
The trap which not to fall into... Don't do this at home, kids!
The Weeping Rose
Another seasonal poem..
STAY ON THE LOOKOUT FOR YOUR LOVE!
Written in a lyrical mood, some 'practical' advice for those who are looking for love.
Missing You
This is an expression on how I feel Valentines Day without my husband. R.I.P.
A Turning Point
what ever religion you follow I think most will agree that the cause of many wars and fights between people are often related directly to religion.
Shadow Lover
Perhaps the brightest flame casts the darkest shadow..
A Valentine's Day Wish
Happy Valentine's Day to each of you! I pray the day is good to you. Love& Hugz. Pink.
Jubilation of the rose
a little classicalism
I'll be just for You...Everything you Are..
I wrote this poem..!!
My Big Sister
Dedicated lovingly to her...
i am not worth the ink in my pen
my poem is me feeling very fusterated, a very special lady i know is on her final hours and waiting for sleeping angels to waken and guide her home to heaven, what to write how im feeling right now, but i cant, the words wont come' im a failure... i am stupid.
Tin-Horn Tale
A mysterious Scotsman joins the crew.
Quite comfortably numb
I must admit that when my life fell apart there were times when the idea of swimming to the bottom of a bottle held a certain appeal but something, whether you want to call it God, the Great Spiritual Being or whatever, stopped me just short of it. I don't judge those that do find solace at the bottom of a bottle, as a matter of fact I can understand and deeply feel their pain and suffering.
Her name is "AweTUMN"
Just a quick poem in honor of the beauty I'm looking at this morning here in beautiful S.W. Oregon.
warm front
Redex....this must be for you ;-)
Three Days in May
This poem is to my sweetheart, we met here. Talked for a while. Then we met, we went for a long walk,..... and fell in love!
Mistaken Identity
Down around ankles were his trousers as he caressed her he said wowzers finding there no lady it was all so shady as he always seemed to pick posers written 05/22/2014
A Song of Spring
Just a little rumbling about spring which will eventually get here I hope....
the future
just thinking thanks all for your reads and comments.
Masquerade.
Sometimes life Is like a Masquerade, you never know what lies behind the mask. The masks should be thrown aside.
BECOMING
(Poetic Prose)
Captured.............
How many of us have that one piccy stashed in that little place that we keep for our own inspiration.............
Sleeping with Dogs
dedicated to dogs handlers I am now one .....just in to my 2nd night a new experience with these amazing fellows literally sleeping and looking after them at night I just started to write after some agonising time as a security officer this pass couple of months... miss my poet family here ....so glad to be back finally
The Sound Of BLACK
Just a few more sounds of Black. The last verse is for the ladies with their "little black dresses"
Control
Never give your power away.
No Matter How Far..
Just something fun..
Kisses Among The Columbine
Mr. Bear and I celebrated our nineteenth wedding anniversary on September 17th. We married six weeks after we met. :-)
IN FOREIGN LANDS (song and music)
This is a traditional song of the sephardic jewish, descendant of those who lived in Spain. They sang this song like an anthem in Auschwitz. Usually are different versions of traditional songs, you can listen one here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RERzpeDgbes
Beautiful People
The persona in the gym..
Contained ~ Kickit’s Challenge
Thanks for the challenge kickit.....
Saturday Night Date! Are You Ready?
It's Saturday night! Let's create a date! We'll ride two horses to some fancy cafe Tie them to some rich guys bumper So they don't run away We'll dress like freaks and spray our hair green You'll paint your lips black like a Ho
"Allow Me"
Don't you just love writing poetry!
RUSTIC RAINBOWS
Rustic....special season of autumn...till life re-born
Why can’t you be yourself?
Can you accept the fact? To be yourself and attempt not to act To impress a member of the opposite gender By being romantic and tender Can’t you see that soon the truth will become clear? How will you explain your lies my dear? You
MY FOREVER VALENTINE
this poem goes out to that special person in everyone"s life! as for me, I wrote this poem soley for jasmine; my four legged wife!
Mother Nature Speaks.
Mother Nature is unsettled. Is the world in disbelief ?
Drive
Today I'll leave it all behind And take a drive on the South Side Circles will come back around When gra