Flower Child and Sparks Fly
Life was so much better as a child growing up in the 1960's than it is today.
Stars in Love
Trying a whole word acrostic style.....
BURIED MEMORIES...
no one can take our dreams or memories.......
DEALING WITH A LOSS
Someone whose mother is in her 90's keeps asking me how I dealt with the death of my mother. You don't - you just go on the best you can. August 5th will be the 9th Anniversary of my mother's death. You can grief also at a lost love or other losses in your life as well. I get comfort through writing my poems as well as my faith and - of course my CS poet friends!
The Dance
Bonus points for those that can work out tbe meaning
The Internet is Down
Wrote this one day during yet another network outage, we'd been having a lot of them at that time, and this one lasted a while.
To love
more expressions... from within.
The truth behind Rumpelstiltskin revealed (part8)
I thank all who have followed this story and I hope I have given a little pleasure
Perfect...
Amor Vincit Omnia...
A Poets Point Of View
Author notes I normally overlook people who are rude enough to expect you to change your poem to suit them, however, the last one spent over 470 words telling me how to re-write my poem to suit what she wanted to read ... so sometimes this is what is in a poets mind
healing
Not sure bout title may change later
The Alligator Man
This poem is all about an alligator who transforms into a man. It was written with a lot of imagination by me. Please enjoy the story. Written 9th July 2013
For Michael
For my Spectral Self/Companion
Pork and Beans
One of those stories where someone who knew someone that knew someone that this happened to
"The Wedding" (Jade/Candy Challenge).
Every word starts with "F". Each verse has 22 words. Each verse has 47 syllables. There is another F word I could have used.....this was a tough one. Thank you Jade and Christian, for the challenge. I'm just wondering though....... Is this poetry ??
Rock On!
This poem is about age and memories.
A SciFaiKu
Darkened summer night Great flying circle in sky Beam me up Scotty
A New Day Begins( A JKu)
Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~
forever beautiful love
oh dearest most treasured jewel believing in an angel on the other side of this world touching deeply love you are everything the most powerful feeling inside beauty exploding within one's mind that heals a lonely hearts spiri
Tumble Down
Tumble down your hair, slowly move your eyes Love shinning through the color of blue Has me hypnotized Tumble down goes the time now evening is here All day you were mine And you are the meaning of near Tumble down goes the night with kisse
The forgotten
I took my phone and rang today To see how your time goes A dead tone is all I received Just why, nobody knows. Had you just changed your number Or forgot to charge your phone Or maybe it was broken Which is why I got that tone I went aro
How do I love thee?
Brownings poem seems to lose focus after the word reach, and only gets back on track in the last sentence in my opinion. Who am I to critique Elizabeth Barrett Browning? Who is Leonard Maltin to critique George lucas?
Scarred
Just a thought away from suicide I have one foot in the grave And though I yearn to live my life I'll never recover from my mistakes God may forgive me for my sins But I can't take that chance Because I've done too much, thus far And my mind's
love spectrum
I love u cos u r beauty dream I breath fresh air with , you are a woman I dream with her long time and u capture all my life for u , I promise my self to love u only and I will keep my promise to u with spring and autumn and with every moment pass I
Darkman/Lightman...
In caveman times, relationships were simple and uncomplicated, You would just grab a female by the hair and have your way with her, before tossing her aside again..., Now, you have to woo her, like some wogian of yesteryear, Buy her flowers, say
DORAN KORAN
they are going to give me a litany of choices as to what type of poetry this is....since the first four lines rhyme and then the body is all over the place, and once again the last four lines rhyme I call this type of poem, among many others i've written "~free cee's!~ Hybrid poetry...thanks for reading me, ~free!~ despite the fact that i had a double major in creative writing and analytical poetry I have no clue as to what the hell "Ghazil" is---if any pretty 54-62 year old woman in the south Fla. area can define it to me I'd be more than content to listen...as to men who want to fill me in....go teach a course in it somewhere and i'll google it!
The Best Of Me
I have nothing to offer but the best of me Nothing special, just a heart that still beats Though it has been broken and shattered My emotions are still served on a silver platter I'll never be perfect, perfection is a dream Love, laughter, and p
How did we get here?
This is about an ex I had. That relationship was probably the worst I have ever and will ever have.
The Fix
The title 'The Fix' is a pun! Dedicated to all the children of the world – tomorrow's adults. With love :)
A sonnet, from a Poet to his lost love.
Hopefully it needs no explanation.
Memory Flash
Sometimes you need to write because you need to write because you NEED to write
The Money For Her Diamond
This is a true story. My grandparents didn't have much money when they first started their lives together, so he gave her a baling wire ring. She wore it for years. He gave her a diamond ring when they were living and working in Africa after the kids had grown and had families of their own.. He kept his promise to her and she trusted him with all her heart and soul. They had a love that I hope is being emulated today. :)
Ghetto Drama
When will all the crazy violence end???
SEASON CHALLENGE.....
challenge for today....
Lady’s Man
I’m a real lady’s man I like having them around I enjoy their smell And love how they sound I enjoy their sweet lovin’ They make me feel happy and free It is crazy what a lady Can really do to me Cherry lips and sweet perfume Sweet secret wh
Inspired Folly
The title is based on Professor Higgins quote in "Pygmalion". "What is life but a series of inspired follies." From my experience...too true.
Haiku-3
on forgotten graves candles do not burn by forgotten graves lost souls wander on my forgotten grave I sit remembering
A NEW WORLD
Just a confirmation of a new life without forgetting the past Thanks all for your reads. My heart and soul is here with you always. Love you all.
Love will always live
Listening rythmics of our pulsses We dissolved early passion spring Discovering the world of tenderest joy And the breath of life You're given me I given you Inspires thoughts of hopes Thrust bounded My all in you You're all in me Ou
Byron with your stainless steel canoe paddle
While published we serve the masses and privacy lacks company.
He Cometh!
Tales from the dark side! Do you believe in Ghosts?
Love... so simple but complex
Love is so simple, but also so complex to define! For it goes ahead and the person comes after! Oh dear! Isn't that really complex to understand? Oh yes, make it simple one would say, but not listen! Here's to the person who sits and tries to u