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You are every woman to me And sure as the sky's above No other woman can I see No other woman will I love I see you on the street I see you at the store I see you in the my dreams I need to see you more I sought you since my adolescence
this is one of my favorite songs that i've written
ON HIS PEARCH MY LITTLE FRIEND SITS HIS BLUE AND WHITE FEATHERS CLEAN AND BRIGHT CHIRPPING INTO HIS MIRROR HE SITS BRINGING ME SUCH DELIGHT I OPEN HIS DOOR OF HIS CAGE, HE POPS OUT HIS HEAD AND GOES BACK IN AGAIN WITH AN HELPING HAND I BRINGS
...". Catawampous means fierce, destructive. (like the call of a catamount) 1844, Charles Dickens, The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit, Chapter 21: There air some catawampous chawers in the small way too, as graze upon a human pretty strong; but don't mind them, they're company.
smile
Sometimes it's hard to know.. when to leave, stay or give it another try.
A grand impression of sorts...
Kiss me and I will fill your world with rainbows Kiss me I will pick you the sweetest flowers Kiss me I will place moonbeams on your pillow Kiss me I will sing you a love song Kiss me I will shower you with the warmest rains
The smell of the lake in late fall.....when the waters turn cold...is very putrid.....as many organisms die....and decay before the ice comes...
MY SON HAYDEN TREVOR HILL WROTE IT IN THE 8TH. GRADE. IT WON THE GWENDOLYN BROOKS POETRY CONTEST. TREVOR DECEASED MARCH 16 2008. HE IS DOING GODS WORK NOW. HE WAS A GREAT POET. THIS POEM IS IN GOLDEN MAGAZINE. HE WAS 29 YEARS OLD. I LOVE YOU SON 'DAD'
Positive approach to the new year....with a little caution as well as a smile.......
Trump opted out of the last Republican debate because FOX refused to pay him five million dollars and he can't stand the female host. I don't know if Bernie Sanders can beat Hillary, but I hope so.
I was studying electronics at the time I wrote this but lost interest. I hold this piece close to my heart. Where it belongs.
I knew there had to be a reason...
“The greatest tragedy of the family is the unlived lives of the parents.” - C.G. Jung
The Damned unname Antichrist has got me bound in chains and made me guilty ....Its time to confess my ill doings and give testimony of my faith in God of Isreal, Holy Spirit and Lord Jesus. My war is far from over but now I am firm and ready to let Jesus heal me inside out ....Many will question my preaching/warning as I am not baptised ....I leave all of it to HIM
Ghost-like allurement in neon-blue radiance... Superlative elegance... Trance-like abilities emit from your fingertips... And capture my essence... Natural attraction, irresistible reaction... You've stolen my love with your sweet satisfactio
In a dark mood...
Little song...
To dance in the moonlight with the one you love is perfect, 'takes Michaels hand'
If you were mine i would climb the highest mountain if you were mine with my head in the clouds i would scream your name out loud and say those three words and would not care if every one could hear if you were mine we would be one with the sun our h
Love can occur at first sight...
Hi everyone...hope you are all keeping well....xxx...Andrew
On Valentine's day with a flowering dream Blossoming inside the mind's eye beautiful I wrote this for you Picture perfect thought As the cheese melts Turning over ocean waves crashing gently kiss Ivory smiles brighten up the ligh
I see you girl - in the corner of this pub I see the sorrow in your downcast eyes, I see you nod your head - as now a drug - Holds you close with its deceit and bitter lies. The air around you cloyed - as in a fug - The glasses on your table st
memories of husband past.
Love does set the rhythm of the soul. The dance ever goes on.
It's an acrostic about fame and money.
Photosynthesis, what an amazing process of nature.....(in many ways)...........................................................................................................................................
I wrote this about a year ago for the cowboy in the black stetson, unfortunately life and love does not all ways go the way we want.
Two birds of prey… are hitched to my buggy, One white, one black, The white one represents the love that surrounds, The black one, the murkiness that diminishes me, that draws me into the illusion…, They’re forever in a contest for my allegiance
written last night with a profound sense of grief and sympathy for the families directly impacted by this incomprehensible act of violence (two additional verses not included here)
'Tis not verse but rather heartfelt emotion sent from me to you.
I Oh barren field, oh field of arid slumber Fate has deferred her promised strength; The dawn has spent its vaunted power And age now marks each hasty hour II But Grace has held its tender course Through the noise and the quie
I have always hated to go to a funeral...a soul that has left this world
...my eighteenth summer..spent at the ocean after finishing high school....summer of '70....Jesus!...how did I ever make it this far...
sharing hopes
in response to shadow1950's 10-word challenge
THE LORD IS REAL FOR HE GAVE ME A GREAT GIFT WHICH MAN HAS LOOKED FOR SINCE THE BEGINNING OF TIME!
Not truly a poem... sharing thoughts on knowing ourselves and others by looking within.
woolgathering of the fly
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