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Her Monday smile

Her Monday smile

Her Monday smile carried me to Tuesday when she would sustain me with a toss of her hair On Wednesdays I'd show up early just to absorb her exotic stare Thursdays nothing much happened and Friday wasen't her style Just two days left til Mo

Zen decaf

Zen decaf

Behold! A new decaf coffee on the market brewed especially for the poets 'muse', and packed with ingredients designed to create a sobering effect on the overly charged poetic pen and bringing true cosmic enightenment.. With this new Zen decaf

Becoming One

Wearing sunglasses. :)

Humanity

Humanity

Sometimes one dwells too much on what is going on around them and this can become an obstinacy in ones mind.

THE LORD KNOWS WHY

THE LORD KNOWS WHY

It's about loss.... who can't relate? Tweaked 9/10/17

live

live

i feel happy Iam now 60 years old and still alive

my prison

my prison

when all is left are but the memories that hold you hostage of the past.

heart fuel

heart fuel

Opening up with a moon smiling tonight sparkling stars mingling with white clouds Searching for the soul's dream stands a wonder before thee very eyes flaming hot vision The one whom sparks electric who will forever and always burn so

One minute before midnight

One minute before midnight

Thank you for reading my humble verse!

For Liam

For Liam

I've met another trapped soul. A man friend seven years younger than myself who has made a life that traps him into manifesting outwardly someone entirely different from what he feels inside and wants despiriately to let out. No simple sad coincidence that he works as a jailer in the "Department of Corrections". One wonders who the prisoners actually are.

CDB

~C~D~B~

Hmmm. lol :) whats it say? A little funny for the day:)

Give Me Your Eyes

Give Me Your Eyes

Give me your eyes Wanna stare at what can’t be Throw away your sleep to me Gonna dream what there is not to see Loan me your hands Burnin' to touch what I can’t feel Let me in your head Turnin' to imagine what is so unreal Send me you

The Fool Within

The Fool Within

Rationalizations are the enemy of the rational being.

Cravings

Cravings.

the effects of eating an onion don't matter of color red,yellow,white

Dreamed of Love

Dreamed of Love

"I fell in love with you from the moment our eyes first met, like emeralds they were, heavily shaded and beautifully set... "I melted at your smile, a smile so warm and tender, with your vulnerability and shyness, an angel from heaven above must

Prelude to insanity

Prelude to insanity

Within my dreams of tortured screams and memories of long ago I watched the act denied as fact and pursued her through the snow. And in this dream to me it seems as though im almost dead when Im ripped apart and fed my heart to awake upon

RIDERS SONG one

RIDER'S SONG (one)

Impossible to translate "perfume de flor de Cuchillo" as "perfume of flower of knife". Flower means in spanish "Flower" or "best of" "the finest".

A tilt at a kilt

A tilt at a kilt

and the piper wears the first prize ribbon,

silent screams

silent screams

Its not in me to cause hurt, so my screams aren't heard, my pain not dealt, Never a doubt, one tear of mine would end hell, Cause I'm sure it would implode from my pain, Is there anyway to stop the silent screams, is there a way to end so much

a borrowed angel

a borrowed angel

this is for a friend who died on saturday.

Ronald Reagan at the Republican Covention

Ronald Reagan at the Republican Covention

Watching the Republican Convention last night, I thought about Ronald Reagan who was our president from 1981-1989. I thought what he would say if he was still alive, or at least what I would make him say. I still have no idea who I am voting for, mabe Ron Paul will run on a third party.

Morning light

Morning light

On this chilly December morn branches and tree trunks are bathed in the resplended light of the rising sun With every passing moment tints and hues of spectral magic carress my adoring eyes There is a subtle whisper beckoning me to dream of w

Prince and Michael Jackson

Prince and Michael Jackson

I have both albums on record. I would say I listened to Thiller more than Purple Rain. I have a hard time picking which songs I liked better. I did like Beat It, Billie Jean, PYT, Wanna Be Startin Something, The Girl Is Mine, and Thriller. I liked When Doves Cry, I Would Die 4 U, Baby I'm A Star, Purple Rain, Let's Go Crazy, Take Me With U, and Darling Nikki off of Prince's Purple Rain album.

Tears Sank Into The Sea

Recalling a very melancholy and somber mood after a painful breakup.

Faithful Tutelage

Faithful Tutelage

If it is impossible to promise absolute fidelity, this is because we learn so much geography from shifting of one body on another. If it is impossible to promise absolute fidelity, this is because we learn so much history

Thank you Poets Cinquain

Thank you Poets (Cinquain)

Thanking you for reading my poetry, commenting (should I not respond), birthday wishes were so lovely (thank you) and just for being here and making this poetry corner a special place to come and read such good prose! Write on! (A little humor for a Saturday)

Texas Roadhouse

Texas Roadhouse

Using 50 dollars of gift cards, so the meal was free, next week I'll have seven dollars to put towards the next bill.

An ANZACS daughter

An ANZAC'S daughter..........

My Grandfather would be very proud of his daughters resilience to the Wars Of Life........unfortunately he left behind two beautiful girls under the age of twelve........He led tours in Egypt and PNG and died in hospital after contracting an infection from injury ........I visited his grave in a war cemetery just four hours north of here...... I wrote this for all the people that were affected by his passing........They too have passed.........Love and peace too all those suffering the atrocities of war around the world ........May it stop quickly so my sons and there sons can still appreciate the beauty of on ever diminishing world.....

PEACE TALKS

PEACE TALKS

"Knock, knock, peace here. Can I please pull up a chair? I would like to chat a bit. You look tired please sit. I know you have been searching for me.. It has been a tiring search I can see But you searched the wrong places You were looking

Toughest Roughest

Toughest Roughest

Bringing out the inner gangster...

What would be your last poemChallenge

What would be your last poem?(Challenge)

You only have a day to live.. You need to summon all your powers of being and come to grips with the last poem you'll ever write.. The field is wide open.. What would you express to a world seemingly bent on self destruction.. Or might you

Is it wrong to love her

Is it wrong to love her?

Is it wrong to love her? If it is then lift me to my feet Write a note to her and say, 'You left him on his knees and broken in spirit.. You left him.. Where does he go now? What is he suppose to do? Where is mercy?'

Virgo Single

Virgo Single

I enjoyed the challenge more than anything else, cause I am sure that it is not the merits of poem and techniques used and professionalism that count here most. What's important is the spirit of competition. And this corner is vibrant with it! Thank you, dear organizers, for making me do something! Best wishes to all participants!

A love letter

A love letter...

True love is a dream come true...

Bye Bye Facebook

Bye Bye Facebook

Unwanted updates that you don't want to see, new relationship status, someone else not me. Wasting my time flicking through past photos and recalling happy and unhappy memories of a life that's been, dwelling in the past on an electronic society. Already addicted to too many things, quitting FB is a start.

Empire

Empire

Somehow one day I will figure this out Why everything I have worked for has fallen down Walls that I built

Jingle Bells Osama Smells

Jingle-Bells, Osama Smells

Dont remember exactly when i wrote this ;)

To Poet

To Poet

A translation of Alexander Pushkin’s “To Poet”. I can’t agree more with the poet: we are the first judges of our own poems, cause we know better what they are about, so don’t wrack your nerves because of others’ critique, which may be biased in most cases, but if critique is constructive better give it a thought.

Multiple meanings

Multiple meanings

Multiple meanings for Peaches and Cream and otherwise.

15

$15

Not so long ago someone was actually killed for only three dollars

Night With A Wolf

An evening spent with a wolf.

Again Your kiss

Again Your kiss

Its a sweet cherished wonder.. That first kiss Sophia XX

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