She left in hurry
First poem I've ever wrote ...
His rose Petal.
Missing that someone.....
HONOR......
UNITED AS ONE.....
My Celtic Warrior.
waiting
A June Winters Night.
Wintered summertime in Ireland
LOVING YOU....
TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES.....IF YOU WANT IT...
The Web Tangled Tattered And Torn
"Being Dead Is No Excuse For Not Doing Your Job" - I grin everytime I remember Sir John Gilgud as THE SUPREME BEING saying this in the movie, "Time Bandits". This piece started out on a religious blog I occasionally post to, but I like it so much I edited it a little to add to my collection on this site. It's still not for everybody, I'm sure, but then neither am I, right?
DELIVERENCE
UNITY......
Spirit I Know You.
finding your own spirit
Loneliness.
Alone
Holding Hands.
The world, Cannot see US holding hands. We can only see them, For they are not.....
Memories.
Thinking back
Flames Through An Open Door.
Her ghost returning for a few hours or what ever meaning you get from the words...
Waiting For The Meeting.
online communication
February Frost.
Protecting the precious things we hold close
Taking down the Christmas Tree
I normally put my Christmas decorations away the first Saturday after the New Year. I will not be decorating again until September 15 when I celebrate Halloween again. There are many who keep theirs up till after the super bowl, some leave them up a lot longer. They are usually the same ones who have rotten pumpkins on their porch in December.
Death.
Death
Angel
Do we have an angel Watching over you and me Is he or she near or far away Looking down from heaven above Or is he or she with us holding our hands guiding us Guiding me and you taking care of us, watching were danger is looking out there for
Predictions for the Future
Just having some fun with future telling. The Mayans had their shot and blew it, let's see how good I do. One of the funniest bits on this subject is by Dana Carvey on SNL. You can find it on SNL Collection: The Best of Dana Carvey.
If I Ever Lost You.
losing someone
Twice.
Having the other half with you.
Her Soft Touch
Inspired by the girl of my dreams......on just another lonely night...searching for her....in my heart....
...'OL ROMY'...
This is poem of my earlier life and the drastic results from Nagoora Burrs...in Horses manes and tails and saddle gear..sometimes funny .sometimes with devastating results..QH. ....M.B.Poems is my copyright...
The Conversation That Never Began
From a distance I saw her As she came closer I only said hello We had met by chance once before Long long ago This time is no different Is it a trance or a spell And tomorrow what I remember Of a story I try to tell Our eyes meet the sa
CONTROL
With all the things the world has to offer, why is it, as we get older, we become softer? With all the inspirations one can muster, why does life become cluttered? As we try to be the best we can, with good intentions not everything goes to plan. Lif
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
sitting and waiting
just made this up reminds me of my dog i once had
All good things must come to an end
I'm sad that i'm leaving you ...Poet's corner !!!
You got hold of me
It's never too late ...my blue eyed and dark brown long hair maiden... Your wit got me into fits and held spellbound... What treachery is this you play...with sorcery of arcane wizardry...my heart,mind and soul...now belong to only you
Spirit is You within
Thank you Liz ...this is inspired by you and your poem
DEATH BEHOLD
Dedicated to Liz for her poem about Death got me inspired ...thanks
Birthday.
Rememberance
WORDS
Words we play...words we say...words would bring a gal my way...my words are here to stay ... ...Words are feelings display...words could make you cry today...
The Lands Princess.
Earth
Words.
Life
You wrotes
"You know the words that I wrote us beautiful, I am scared when you tell them to me but, God I love our new book."
Lonely As I Am Lovely As You Are
Lonely as I am Lovely as you are Never to say hello And you will never know Lonely as I am But my blue eyes will allways see Lovely as you are You have know others Who's names mean so much While I am no one And such is this life that I
The Fishermen.
Dedicated to the Fishermen on poets corner,(You) know who you are....
Strange Land
Woke up this morning to a strange day The year was 2013 Now life is lived in the strange way A way I had never seen Once I rode with the lone ranger And a close friend to superman But now I feel like such a stranger Living in a strange land
The Plan Of Words
Words that are spoken Are those words to understand Words that are read Are those more fitting as part of a plan A plan to read Or a plan to write A plan to surrender Or a plan to fight The sound of the voice Or the silence of the pen
How high is the sky?
Had a similar exp with a group of friends (5) we got it up and going and used a string that span 5 kilometres ...when it hit the mark it was still quite low ..after half An hour we decided to reel it in..it was total chaos and lots of bravado each one lasting not more than ten mins ..after 5 hours and with another 5 friends rope in to help ..we finally cut the string and ran home with our tails between our legs ..by the way ours was the only kite that flew the highest and longest ..our competitor got their string snapped halfway and it crash on top of the flat ..we never played kite again