a voice (something fun)
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0nSUCzxhwLg Hope this works, this is me:) another thread started this so i decided to see what my poet family sounds like:) Just go to the vocaroo.com link and post, its fun xxx
Love
I wrote this song 9-3-1997 with the help of my guitar. What does this song mean....hmm? It was like looking in the past (rebellious), present (marriage), and seeing the future long before it happens?
Thanks for your time...
Thanks for your time. It was so Devine. Just to enjoy your company Although, things would Never be... I will remember you, In hopes you, remember me. Things sometimes, We just can't see... Thanks for your time. I live with this rhyme
JOAN
J oy to my eyes and to any man desire O r pain to the heart that you can burn with your fire? A ll maybe wrong, but this is what I see, N ot the women you are but the one you should be
Rhythm Of Your Soul
Love does set the rhythm of the soul. The dance ever goes on.
Eight Days
Two more weeks to go! :D
the constant swimmer
it took forever to my find my forever a metaphorical mooring by sea it was a tougher search to find her and if you’d ask her I’m sure she’d agree the beach is a natural kilometre I trusted the distance by guile we planned our dream house
My love
Meet me in that place that lives beyond all space and time In that eternal instant when two hearts become one beat In that moment when our whispers will create another world And that union we all recall will be complete A recognition made that
New Ornament
I had a hard time spending that much money on ornaments, but it is so cool, I'm glad I did!
"KINDNESS"
Just a plain Swade poem as promised. :-) After reading a poem last night written by a young man questioning the existence of God, then clearly stating a sincere interest in knowing some 'PROOF' of His existence, I was very impressed by the overall level of 'kindness' shown by him and others that surfaced in the exchange of comments to his poem and the on-going dialog between those pushing the thread. Religion and politics are 'HOT' topics that usually set 'intellectual' fires, but the exchanges and how they were handled on that particular poem were very encouraging to me. 'Kindness' is a great extinguisher for damaging verbal flames. The author of that poem deserves an award for his manner of response in KINDNESS to those attempts that were made to ignite another 'unsuccessful' and 'unnecessary' flame. KUDOS TO THE KIND KID!!!
You are sun
It's been a bit since I've been here, miss writing and reading, gotta stop in more often, anyway fellow poets readers thanks for stopping by, GB ya'll see ya soon.
A peine defiguree
Adieu tristesse Bonjour tristesse Tu es inscrite dans les lignes du plafond Tu es inscrite dans les yeux que j'aime Tu n'es pas tout a fait la misere Car les levres les plus pauvres te denoncent Par un sourire Bonjour tristesse Amour des corp
Nutty
now you may think I am a guts to fill my belly up with nuts but you can take this as my word just as a squirrel makes his hoard I will be here cheeks so full each time I feel that nutty pull when pecan nuts on pecan pie or salted cashews catch
To a Troll
Inspired by recent troll attacks on CS poets, who, don't forget, put their work up here for free, for all to enjoy.
Simple Country Life
A sonnet to celebrate the unsophisticated candor of rural America...
The Hush Before Dawn
The hush before dawn is fraught with poignant silence as night turns to day Trinkling sounds flow through the air as the river bounces over rocks Deep silence abounds and not a murmur to be heard stillness shrouding all
As we are
A poem I wrote when I was younger.
IN SILENCE
I worte this for my sister, I love you!
"Stranger."
I feel like I’m talking to “Stranger”. There’s a sense of impending danger. My mind breathes caution into my words. Guarding like a shepherd tending to herds. It feels like balancing on a tight rope. Is there a safety net at the bottom? I hope.
H-A-T-E
: )
big game
hunting for love?
Carpark Blues .........
Early morning surf check ............
Becoming One
A deep breath Deeper still Still deeper She seizes Hips pumping wildly Her heels on his rear Like a cowboy breaking a mustang Oh my g.... Cut sharply by her screams Drown suddenly In a primal growl Fangs exposed Neck offered And accepted
Silver whispers
One night I saw a shooting star flashing golden memories wishing for someone beautiful just like you babe Dazzling dreams each night silver trailing thoughts faraway looking at the moon face over and back howling echoes a soulful plea c
Disengage
I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear But even more afraid that there would be nothing there My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
His Words bring Him to life.
Saw a letter from my father to my mom:-)
For TinyPixie my Eternal twin
For my darling Pixie the candle flame in all my darkened rooms.
The Nightmare Man
The night was very dark and deep As I danced along the edge of sleep I grasp the knocker on dream's door And wait till I can wait no more Body and mind surrenders and slumbers And my dream self is left to lumber Perplexed, being neither here no
Dream within a dream within a dream
All dreams contain the Kernel of the movement.
Sleepers
Waking up can be a rude shock or perhaps You would prefer a sleep-in?
Love
It a love peom
SERENITY
Soothing sound of the murmuring breeze Entwined with the sound of rustling leaves Refreshing my tired worn-out spirit Energising it with the soothing bliss of Nature's comforting balm of peacefulness Ind
The Unmarked #10
This was just going to be a poem about an open envelope about an hour ago, now it grew fangs. heh
CRASH AND BURN (LYRICS)
a song i just wrote,after listening to an old 80's band called til'teusday i think songs are difficult to write,you're mind has to stay on track,or you'll lose the whole meaning!
The Story of the Three Little Moles
Inspired by Three Little Bears and Red Riding Hood. Hee Hee !
RELEASING DREAMS.....
sharing hopes
rain
taken by tears lying to my soul to find you here saving my heart girl im safe in your heart and in your dreams love you now love you so every second becomes an overflow days go by love you tonight rain on me let us live in are dreams help me make it
Adore
Adoration...
I'm sick :( but you can treat me :)
heehee ^___^
mirror unto me
There is a mirror in which I can see myself Unlike many others mine is on a shelf Jagged scars mar the surface brittle underneath rough around the edges not a hint of glam a mirror to the world I have lived it is rarely used locked away from p
Gates of Time
We can navigate this time as it happens. But there is no map that would steer you on the right course. Stars & doorways must align.
126 in 22 days
This is a poetical stand for those people who have taken their own lives in Ireland this year. If Ireland’s suicide rate keeps going at the same pace. Ireland will lose over 2000 people by the end of the year. Please don’t let happen. Make our government stand up and take notice of this epidemic before it is too late.