Hit The Road Jack!
Possible job cuts have been announced where I work some time next year. This song has been playing in my head since. The original is by Ray Charles.
Far From My Love
Long Distance Love
~frost on the pumpkin~
sun as it fell fell right into the moon wind blowing strong while the seasons in bloom. witch on her stick curdles the sky clouds in reform in plethera pass by. stars are in spot as they freckle the black pushing the moon as our world
Again
I wrote this at the time of the tragedy in turkey
Last Breath
Maybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!.
a try
This is translated from italian :/ hope it will make sense You were for me once For you who, in those December nights at the moon, you open your sights like a caress, you give me the true image. For you, the knot of my only fortune, the o
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I look at your pictures everyday seeing them takes my very breath away I love talking to you i dont know what to do You are so gorgouse to me i wish u could see I cant wait until we meet then my life will be complete
Come again tomorrow
New love is calling me..New love will set me free..Old love is just a tear I cried..New love is walking by my side.. From, "New Love" by Glenn Frey..
A beautiful ride
all forms of art
MARSMALLOW ANSWERS
Stood in the desert Hot chocolate memories exert Screaming words played before me Felt like a calendar escapee Everywhere trumpets were singing their song I’ve been captured by a bee throng I grasped at an empty hole The years stopped rock
The Way
Inspired by other poets........
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water on this soul for sleep what been held and held so deep that there in dream to keep a few memories of here face with the tears I did not weep spread across the pigments in the wash
no more online hunting me
I have been doing on line dating for 4 years now. I wrote this to make myself feel better. That one day I will find that special man for me then I will no longer be looking on line as I have found him
The World!
YOU MEN THAT LOVE DARKNESS MUCH MORE THAN LIGHT, YOU MEN ARE AN EXACT MIRROR OF JURASSIC PARK. IF YOU DON'T KNOW THAT IS? THAT HAPPENS TO BE A DVD MOVIE. SO MANY WOMEN ALL OVER THE WORLD WILL AGREE ONCE THEY SEE THIS DVD FILM, THAT YOU DARK HEARTED MEN ARE JUST LIKE THOSE THINGS RUNNING AROUND IN JURASSIC PARK.
Jack the Lad
a hopefully lighted hearted twist
School days past
this was Inspired by a Irish lass thank you
Walls
More sleep dreams....
Choices About Life
A poem about life choices
Latin Soul...
The venue? Limassol, Time? 10.30 pm, The vibe? The Soul of Latin music... Aaahhh, what bliss!!! As the musicians’ instruments and voices blend and begin their magic, All eyes are focussed on them, Bodies start swaying in their chairs and mout
HEAL ME
this was written in 2007,i was going threw terrible things in my life,yes thank the LORD. i am doing much better,life is still a struggle but not as bad.
Lesson
My eyes are wet with tears- the lonely night brings fears. But hope is light within my heart. My faith is deep, it will not part. I stand alone, but wise and tall; true to myself through it all.
Heartache
Yes, I'm melancholy, as I've discussed. When I get this way, I write poetry. Don't worry, those of you who have expressed your kindness and empathy and those who are my friends here...I'm not going over the edge, I just need to release my feelings.
the path
this is a story about a musician who got greedy and forgot about what being a musician really means
"I am a Love acolyte"
While they experience Lust I keep on being single Like a diamond dust Trying to be bright and simple I remember my Master He is so humble and tender Nowadays my life is a disaster However i won´t surrender Please remember my beautiful and inv
ISIS
From far away the world sees the video westerner's beheaded a mother's tear drops far away the house is weeping mother I love you I kiss the m
How
Just a different commentary on what people are searching for and feeling...
across the ditch
a beautiful place ........a beautiful experience ... exploring the land of the long white clouds...
Mask
feeling unproperly to be open,our world a multitude of behaviours characters as many as lifes;not always common sense in everything;must look deep,life reserve surprises experience is good, time to build personality needs sometimes.. s
ana maria
you can ride of the zest of a smile, girl if you want to you can walk on the side of the earth, girl like I do like a bird who can sing but never will like a tide that sleeps but is never still or a line from from a film that w
A Light Without A Face
Casting a falling shadow over every thought I can recollect Sailing beyond the horizons far from the dreams I yet neglect Then I will say goodbye to everything that I
WHERE RESIDE .. through eyes of woman
Self realisation in a form .. A dream .. And from the dream this popped out .. I somehow saw my male side very clearly .. Thus an integration emerged between the devilish ego selves within and higher self xx
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My days where long and dreary,Everything was painted blue. Not a sound was even cheery and discouragement within me grew. With you by my side I cannot fail. My love had lied until the moon showed pale. My heart was pierced by cupids bow,Which quickly
Games of Chance
Vice becomes the misery of a life lacking the highest vibration ….LOVE! Write on the "casinos" to drown out reality!!
My Name
I f this sounds a little arrogant well that is because it is
A Righteous Man's Life
Dedicated to My Dada who passed away on 01st May 2023. A man who walked the narrow path throughout his lifetime. But, received God's Grace and Mercy in Abundance.
Love
My deepest thoughts on Loving people. Love is the only currency in this world and we seem to be far, far from that today.
Beauty from above
In praise of beauty.
love's fade
an older blog entry
a simple love poem
i wanted to write a quick and simple love poem, to remind you on how it feels when you first fall in love
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As i strugle forward into the shadows. into the final battal i will ever know life or death in my hands life or death in my hands
Lord I Am Crying Out To You
From Psalms 18:1-6
just ABE solomon AND you
well, i always do things only half correct so i'll probably die of semi-colon cancer