A bubble in time...
sometimes, I find my self lost in a kind of chimerical bubble like the molokini-crescent-shaped-crater-maui-hawaii..., I simultaneously see myself as the whole of it, or an infinitesimal throw of the dice, a frenzied ‘quanta-dance’, my logical, emp
Yvonne
I fell in love .....ONCE....I became her only, my heart melted when I saw her, Her name is Yvonne, I'll love her even when I'm gone, She's what makes it all make sense, the life that I know, how we could grow, and she was always she, my lady, my f
Painful Repetition
My happiness you say is important to you ...important to you...important to you This is not reflected in the things that you do .....things that you do......things that you do Your repeated reactions are always the same ...always the sa
PURE SURVIVAL
Observations
The Witch’s Secret
The story of one of the quests of my youth.
HAIKU
this is my day today
Returning to Me
The clock on the wall is ticking. And I am not where I am suppose to be. But I feel as if I am where I should be. I know others worry about me. For that I am truly sorry. I have been there for many. Now I need to be here for me. They see a
A Glorious Death
Crap!!, I have bitten the dust!!
The Falcon
A beautiful Brown Buzzard {Ghastly name for a lovely creature} Hunts around my house every evening and I sit and watch her with a glass of wine, On the Terrasse as the sun sets. This is for her but I have used falcon as Brown Buzzard is not very poetic, is it?
Pretty Eyes..
Smoky hot n crowded in here all around shadows pool in corners as the beat hypnotise's my ears making me sway and bump to the Bass in this crowded space then glancing up to find emerald glints gazing at me or maybe not , Cat eyes blink an
Paradise Mocks…
A little excerpt from my latest biographical book I'm working on titled, for the moment anyway, 'The Gift'...
Mary K. Latourneau
1. Mary K. Latourneau Television calls it a scandal. In my book there was no scandal! She committed no crime! Yes I'm aware there was what the USA government had called a scandal. I've refused to jump on the Secular Band Wagon to Condemn the
i dream of you
When you came to me in my dreams and said to me i want to make you happy one day that you will get down on your knee one day im hoping that it will come true for me and you when i saw you in my dreams i new you were true when you cam
Mr.Right
I wrote this poem four years ago.I wrote it a time when I read and studied Isaiah 54 vs.5 and realized how special we are to Jesus.If we were not special to him he wouldn't have died to save us.I want to remind singles here that they are special to Jesus and they should never forget this.I hope this poem will touch someone just as it has help me to stay grounded.
Email Me
Just wanted to write
Without Love
Galaktion Tabidze (1892–1959) - the 20th century Georgian poet whose writings profoundly influenced all subsequent generations of Georgian poets. He survived Joseph Stalin's Great Purge of the 1930s, which claimed lives of many of his fellow writers, friends and relatives, but came under heavy pressure from the Soviet authorities. Those years plunged him into depression and alcoholism. He was placed in a psychiatric hospital in Tbilisi, where he committed suicide (Wiki). This is how the poem sounds in brilliant recital!
The moth...
hello corner..been a minute...
LOOKING
Just laying there, thoughts come deep and wide, Jumping on my computer, to write down how I feel inside.
keep it simple
a poem i wrote while in the state of mourning..the loss of a loved one,most poems i write are emotionaly driven,...this one just happens to be about how i live my own life...my motto.
Masquerade Challenge. ( Tanka )
This is dedicated to the Lovely Odette, Without whom I would not have had the confidence to chance erotic verse. Yes Josephine, we will have this dance.
paradise shrugged
been a while since I wrote anything. now I tire easily and give up and stop more easily...
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*U*~>gO!
Nightmare on Elm street, er, no... Part I
This happened to Madalena, a sweet friend of mine living in South Africa, just a few days ago…:- Madalena: Im off to Northen Cape to visit X___[her son], he works there. Two Saturdays ago something terrible happened. Z____[a friend of ours] and h
Nightmare on Elm street, er, no... Part II
Madalena: One bullet grazed his arm one went thru his chest side ways and out thru the side of his chest & thru his arm. P___[my name…] Im going to board soon so might not finish now… Me: ok, love you please let me know, I'M GLAD YOU'RE OK, MY LOV
Open Prose in abandonment - part2
the scream and cries skree and skrawl alight and perch beady eyes - head cocked watching me warily shrieking its call for encouragement or for warning i may never know the flock had begun their decent these fo
yawn...............[ 14 word challenge ]
hope you don't mind me having a go ...........for my lovely wife Orientalkoru
today
Today I draw myself That was not easy ' Today I washed away my tears It slowly kills me Today I hurt myself. It hurts less than You do it Today I dont smile It is easier people help people.
"Mistake" Tanka ( Wayne's 10 word clallenge)
I reserve comment !
THE OBOE
Only an Oboist would understand, sorry to leave the rest of you out in limbo.
Hot Hits '82
Sandy n hot Summer days spent surfing n sunbaking with you and nights when we went to a movie or a blue light disco were we danced n made out a lot , Tea at your parents who were pretty cool or the Midnight Oil benifit gig were you got sma
Valley of Memories
Rooted in this valley We watched the sun fold her petals one by one into the navel of the sky Betraying us into an ambush of shadows Frightened we tremble as the wind weeps through the trees like a blind man's wife looked outside on a
Deity
Full moon glowing Wind howling Knock, knock Four corners unlock I realized It's the GODS who made me Not the Gods I made Thank you Mommy and Daddy!
I'm really down..
listening to 1920's jazz and george harrison
Stephan Hawking
Or perhaps put in check or atleast stalemate greed~ A tribute too!
Have I Told You How Much I Love You
The age of steam
skinny thing
I want to fall in naked trees I want let they catch me They can not Eating is something immoral beautiful I want it like effervescent mind blows I can not Fume and vapour like gentle breeze Nakedness it takes every breathe Silently stroke
Man & Tree
I often take long walks at night and love seeing the details of the seasons. In winter, it`s the snow on the trees and the way the light plays tricks with my eyes. Or how soft snow can follow a moving car on the road for a long time. I wrote this on the afternoon of 12-28-10 the day after a nice long walk in deep contemplation. My 1st poem in 4-8 weeks.
Spitfire Love Horses Whippersnappers
***Family Heirloom pictures found 65 year old pictures only seen by dad: his Pearl Harbor pictures Grand he was 17 w same family of quarter horses. Bare back riding horses **Best 2 Love of horses at bottom Draft: later 4 polish 2-4:30 am awake Need Sleep rest Zzzz ... Angel poet story tellers work never done Whatchmacallit thingamajig Thingamabob dodads *** Spitfire Lover of Horses Whippersnappers Rachael_0622
The Facts of Life
Our days quickly passing by To slow the aging process, we usually try Regardless, they go so fast Our final destination, they cast Reminding us of the memories of our past Telling us that all we have is today We must exert every possible effort
LOVE MADE ANGELS WEEP
<b> Actually I saw this incredible woman on a Dating Site-As I looked at her picture these words came to me. I sent it to her. She was really touched but not enough to fulfill My Dream! Too Bad SHE WAS HOT! LMAO
I HAVE A FEELING YOU PARENTS AIN'T LISTENING ~free
YOU MUST KNOW THAT BESIDES ACTING THE ROLE OF A RUDE AND SELF-SERVING POET I ALSO CARE ABOUT EVERYTHING NATURE HAS MADE, ESPECIALLY KIDS WHO THINK STEPPING OVER DEAD BODIES IS COOL, AND THAT EVEN YOUR LITTLE CHILD WITH ANY COLOR EYES COULD WIND UP ON THAT ROOFTOP!
the gardener
really need to get my yard sorted before the rains come .......i wish i had a catpoop catapult ............