LIFE IS A GIFT (NOT)
originally wrote when somewhat of a believer! Tweaked 8/21/17 new verse
Winter's Silent Beauty
Alone I sit staring at the cold grey sky All around winter's handiwork so silent so beautiful fills the land Drifting lazily upwards pillars of smoke rise ghost-like from the chimneys On the ground below the freshly fallen snow so qui
Real Life
feeling a bit lost:-) hugs
YOUR QUEST
when life beats us with socio economic inequities and cruelty and sadness cripple our very soul... we just can't seem to have the courage to wade more but yet keeps the flicker of hope alive...
Bear/Man
Is sort of about me but it goes a lot over the top coz I am aint really a scarey person. Everybody calls me bear so I wrote it. It is from my book, Good Times and Bad, A mix of poetry from my life.
Best Friend
A sweet poem of what I think a best friend should be.
Missing my boy
Written to my boy who is my world describing my fears.
Rivers of my Face
At my age this is fairly accurate. I am on a sabbatical from my novel because I need to write some new poetry, not much, but one now and again to refresh my warped mind.
Advice from a Tree
Dear Friend, Stand Tall and Proud Sink your roots deeply into the Earth Reflect the light of a greater source Think long term Go out on a limb Remember your place among all living beings Embrace with joy the changing seasons For each yield
A drunkards poem
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SPRING
some true occurrences Tweaked 8/25/17
WHAT I SEE II
What truth I see Added verse 9/15/17 twkd..2/10/18
POETRY
Poetry...Let it go Let it flow.
HOW I TRULY FELT
This woman turns out was a "La Diabla" twk 8/29/18
Desire
You ran your fingers up and down my spine I flinched, you laughed, the familiar sparkle in your eye You pull me close Whisper in my ear Tell me words I long to hear I rub my finger across your lips Ever so slowly with my fingertips Teasing,
My Wandering Star
A poem about Megan - my first girlfriend - and my first love - in High School. A recollection of a moment of introspection, one Summer's night at Wentworth Falls Lake. (In the Upper Blue Mountains; about 100 km west of Sydney). Thanks for all your reads - lcbr.
The Beauty of Love
I want you Now!
Wishful Thinking
I wander alone through this murky wood Thoughts of you once again fill my head Will you walk this wood with me someday? Carve our names on a tree? Will you take my hand and place it on your heart, kiss my lips, promise we'll never be apart? Will
SURRENDER
It was involuntary motions, Uncontrolled reactions, Extreme commotion, Nothing but passion. Clawing for each new breath, Unable to maintain, There was no sense of focus left, They’d surely gone insane. Self-control no longer existed, Bet
Blossoms and Bubbles-----A Couplet
Blossoms And Bubbles As I entered the garden the scents enticed rampant rose blossom the arches fenced. Cascading aromatic blossoms greeting me amidst the climbers were the sweet pea. In the centre stood the patio so glamorous sparkling
Sydney Sales Yard
A bonny mare if 'ere there was one Stood tall in the Sydney Sales Yard. The odds, the ring, the sales yard;- And soon they beat her down. The bid lot forty three, recall (If memory serves me right) Where stood there men as tough as nails And
WWE PERMEATES EVERY SPORT/SCRIPTED!!
Overwhelming evidence! TOO many Improbable comebacks...Teams play like champions one half and forget how the second half! Most games (especially the most relevant) are kept dramatic til final seconds so fans stay in there seats til the end. Networks have to have stories to tell each week. Stories (even made up ones to keep drama alive)...because it works best! If last years Super Bowl didn't stir any faith...nothing will. twkd and added 2 lines on 3/18 rearranged 3/5/23
STOP YOUR LUNACY
To reiterate... Truth is always truth! Tweaked 3/31/22 Copyright(07)...
FOREVER YOURS MY LOVE
Depression is crippling, I know this for a fact!
The Beach
As I walk along the seashore Waves beating against my feet Skirt pulled above my knees Hair blowing in the breeze I reflect on my life Past times, good and bad Memories I'll treasure forever Heartbreak tucked away wherever The wind makes my e
Side by Side
Thou has cocooned me with love All the days of my life Forever standing with open arms I would die cradled within An inviting smile The familiar sweet floral scent as I enter thy abode How I long for this dense fog to lift Let good health on
Tamatoes
just for laughs
Poem for Megan
For seven years I've longed for your love, That's deep and blue as the ocean's bliss - As winged she flies - a lonely dove - Through the storm's eye in search of your kiss;- No longer I'll watch the empty cove, And dying waves that beg for a try
The Arctic Hunter......
something about my past....
IMAGINE
.... If only! Truth and Imagination! twk...3/16/18
Love Is A Decision
"Love is a decision, it is a judgement, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgement and decision." - Erich Fromm - (The Art of Loving) “But let there be spaces in your togetherness. And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.” Kahlil Gibran – (The Prophet)
Love is an illusion
My heart is as pure as that of a child My passion is hot and my temper is mild I do have love in abundance To share it with you, I have no resistance Then why can't I find someone to love me? A special lady to set my emotions f
Animus
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul. ~Swami Vivekananda ~
S O M E T H I N G T O L I V E F O R
Don't know the author, I must say it is inspirational !
MEMORIES
My Mom loved tiny yellow flowers and butterflies. The anniversary of her death will be Aug. 5th - 10 years ago.
Mirror - Mirror
Mirror - Mirror what do you see Other than a reflection of me Do you see all of my sorrows Or the future of all my tomorrows The sadness that lurks behind the eyes The happenings that have made me wise Lost loves that pains to remember Or ne
THE DRAGONFLY
Off take of the legend of the Dragonfly. Transformation of a larvae that starts out in the water and then changes into a Dragonfly.
Edmund's Lament
This is a poem about Edmund's thougts when he is held captive by the White Witch. In The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe. I wrote this poem a couple of years ago.
The essence
In my mind, you are the thought, in my heart you are the beat, I can’t live without both, it’s your love that make me fit. You are sparkling in my eyes, in my soul you are the essence, I couldn’t find that magic twice, It’s
yesterday's sorrow
just the past
knowledge
Just not thought would end this way. Thanks all for your reads and comments.
a lost heart full of holes
You turned your back on me a few moments ago, just brobably didn't think about what you've done. In the beginning you promised me your love, but this is what it all become. You ripped my heart out, shot it to pieces before you put it in again. I'm