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Thanks for all your reads and comments.
Cold Sunrise
Hi everyone.....Thought it was about time I came back to write a bit....just wish that this weeks circumstances had been different....Lest we forget though, 99.9% of religous followers are gentle and peace loving and the same percentage of political followers will argue things in a reasoned way. Unfortunately there will always be a very small minority that feel that they have to resort to violence to get their point or belief across.....Andrew...xxx
Smile
I think of you and smile wide, But every smile is only a lie, To hide the hurt I feel inside, Sleepless nights and tired eyes, I think about you all the time, I think of you and only cry, I think of you and want to die, I thought of you and wr
I return, I think!
2013-2014-2015 lost 3 people closest to me. stopped writing fo a time am back now but wise.
Bill
A little humour, on a Sunday afternoon
three
the crucifix with the three in one what i would take before anything if i were given the choice thank you linda
Colour
It is not the colour of the skin that you live in or even where you are born it is the colour of your thoughts that define your state of mind within a world where thoughts are becoming colour blind
SIGNPOSTS OF LIFE
so many times we waste effort on what could have been.....missing opportunity of NOW
Can't Have
If you can not have what you want Learn to want what you have
Letting Go
Black slippers thong-toed strap Hawaii in black raised on black subtle, though significant. White flowers adorn heel. Black sole - thick, protective, with concentric life rings even-spaced, as if controlled. These ever-widening
Two Lovers
This is not what I had intended to write But this is what I wrote Maybe somewhere in this mess of words there will be answer to the day I had.
Little Wild Rose
Just a little love sonnet from out there in the middle of no where.....hey it's spring!!! :)))
Some Stormy Day
The end of a stormy day.....
Swade's try at Kickit's Challenge....
These two opening lines that Kickit presents has so many directions for creative thinkers to travel!! I've thoroughly enjoyed reading everyone's contributions to this unique challenge and couldn't resist adding my own little flavor to the mix.
POETKNIGHTS OF BARD'S TABLE LEGENDS
Suppose to title Ancient Bullman and his Amazing Poetknights of Bard's table Legends But I think tis is better ...?
All This World!
II have always liked this song. Thank you! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SVGwTLRgWkg&feature=related https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMzVn0DcOgw
'Person'(ality) v's Looks
A poem idea from the recent forum thread..thank you..
Snowflake Kiss
Every snowflake has a different shape...was first discovered by pioneer photographer Snowflake Bentley in the late 1800's....like a natural kaleidescope of nature is a snowflake and upon touching your lips they instantly melt.
Too Late For Forgiveness
Time keeps ticking, moving on Onwards slowly marching Only now I know too late Love is broken, fleeing And hiding in dark of night There is no forgiveness Even when on bended knee Forgotten is but not forgiven Only then do we really see Runn
worries
stress and if only to have someone to share it with ..things might not seem so bad.. everyone that tells anyone all is going to be alright, likes to be told that too.. simple as but if not' eh, such is life.
Kill Me Now
The "kill me now" is not a literal "kill me". It's symbolism for an emotion we have all felt at one point in our lives. I don't want any flack about being suicidal, that's a different issue all together.
Seeking Truth
The ever-elusive...
My ideal match
I used to be fussy, but now i am not, I used to want perfect, or so i thought. but my perception of perfect, just wasnt true, I think i had perfect, it changed my whole view. Because it still ended the same, with my heart torn in two, a
Bad Girl! ~ Bad Girl!
Just a fantasy!
MOSAIC OF COLOUR
close of one day, to the waking moments of another.....
FOR SEAMUS........
Seamus Heaney. Ireland's own poet laureate died 30th Aug 2013.....
I Got Off Work Early
I am looking forward to November 23 and November 28-December 1 when I will get some good time to myself away from work. Today was nicer than others since I got to leave at 2:15 instead of 3 pm.
Chance Meeting
Chance Meeting We crossed paths, and simply said "hello". A one chance meeting, but little did we know. A brief interlude, a silent spell. Sharing small moments causing hearts to swell. Exchanging words, feeling like a school kid. Oblivious
2 poems
I have all the poems submitted in my challenge they they all are soooi gooid If i can find time i would comment on all. For now thank you!
Without you.
Just a love letter.
Lonely
Lonely
Fair lady I love you
Fair lady, how can you pass me by on this Paris bridge and not let me taste your lips Fair lady, you walk like an Egyptian yet you have not taken my arm Fair lady, your Irish eyes have melted my heart, and your River Dance my soul Fair lady
SWEETEST OF ALL SMILES
FOR A PATIENT IN PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA, SMILE IS A GOOD THERAPY
Parrots (villanelle)
Full of colour and so very gay my voice it can be very shrill keep me happy so I won't stray See my feathers all in array I sit and watch upon the sill Full of colour and so very gay Keep that beak of mine at bay I can use it with such gr
True love......
True love means to be loved How u are. True love means to be loved When u are down, True love means to be loved When are u are blue. True love means Two in one forever.
Doors
On your downward spiral do you not see the doors at every turn the choices you could make if only you break these phyicalogical claws from the thoughts that you entertain the ones that whisper within your mind there is no ke
LIARS IN RELATIONSHIPS
WRITTEN FROM OBSERVATIONS CAUSE I REALLY WANT LAURABBY TO HAVE A HAPPY LIFE!
Love's Garden
Love's garden is a splendid place where two hearts bloom in warm embrace. time love and patience a forgiving heart, Unconditional love... It's foundation ,it's start.. Harsh words spoken are the clouds that chase the sun awa
Words
Damn those words....they can get so noisy
Perishable Wreath
' Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God.'
Broken Model
Well my first poem im posting so be nice :) make sure you comment, i'd love to know what you think, even if you hate it lolz. Since posting it people wanted to know why i wrote it I was born in Bath, where i was from most of the girls were skinny, i always tried to become something i wasnt inorder to fit in. I was ashamed of being different and the more i tried to mirror someone else was the more i became weak. weak in my mind, selfesteem and self pride. But i am now a healthy size 10 :) Thanks for reading x