Dreams
Dark micro-poetry written for #FP #FridayPhrases on Twitter.
Apocalypse
Dark micro-poetry written for #FridayPhrases #FP on Twitter and The Micropoets Society
Forged in the Stars
Micro-poetry written for #FridayPhrases #FP on Twitter and The Micropoets Society
Supernova
Micro-poetry written for #FridayPhrases #FP on Twitter and The Micropoets Society
SNOWFLAKES
I was looking at all the different snowflakes and how each one is different then the rest and how God created each one individually just like all his children of the world.
Spring Breeze
Springtime Romance !! So .....let someone know how you feel about them, but ever so gently!! ok?
Is This Love Or What?
To my babe!
My Heart
My view on life!
alone, yet not alone.
It is but Love's epitaph that all too often comes in our Autumnal years.
Dark side of Scorpio Woman
While most people consider a Scorpio to be a venomous creature, the true power of a Scorpio lies in healing and spreading peace. What you see is what you get with this woman! There is no pretense about Scorpio Woman!
Dissecting The World part 0>
washing the mother of her womb picking the flowers before there bloomed cutting down trees with poisonous breeze killing the man for witch he stands crushing the hope of ours children dreams only to gain for foolish greed animals we like striped fr
Forget me not's
I hope it explains itself....
For the elephants
Elders tell the story that somewhere in Africa the elephants have a secret place where they go to lie down releasing t
sleeping spring and the quantum rose
there was sorrow mixed with hope breaking water on a stone by the stars in her reflection making echos without a name beyond this falling sun a door which the lonely call for home where you can watch her as she sleeps but are tears will nev
LOST IN THE PAST.
Searching for something that may never be known, mental disturbance turns a heart back to stone.
A woman's Heart
When a woman reveals her heart for all to see, its not to be taken so ever lightly, for she keeps her treasure very deep within, Hidden, locked with a magical seal.
Taxicab Confession
Watched this show called Taxicab Confessions. This one was pretty moving.
The clouds
And the clouds, they move on by As I lay on my pillow Looking at the stars tonight The clouds move on by The wind blows my hair Making shadows on my eyes And the wind blows my face Drying tears on my cheeks The clouds move on by And the c
In A Diefferent Light
for the story I tell is nether for the wrong or for the right no uncertainty among them all for my finger prints were put upon the earth way before my very birth Mathew peter Luke and Paul with the wisdom of ages I anoint them all no one shell be le
Peel ‘t Her
Kiss of wind, skin expose Rite of passage, flint unblown Wrap in linen, whisper wish Eye a smile, power fill dish Tell our story, wren over been Radio gunplay, window dot win Heal it faster, rivet caste rim Tubs waste iron, collector writ Hi
It Is Time
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You'll have to do better then that
If you not here to pat my back you must be trying to steal my magic hat, you'll have to do better then that, with the words power I well obtain your loss becomes my only my gain, your words come in then go away from birds of pray I must astray, you'l
F.E.A.R
A game I played and found it so frightening and spellbound at the end the plot thicken to bring the conclusion that the hero and the small girl are related ...she was his mother and she was protecting him from some of the dark projects the scientists did with her DNA.....
Rest In Peace LEE KUAN YEW (1923 - 2015)
My regret that i never got a chance to meet him personally. Without his leadership and vision we would never be what we are today Thank you Lee Kuan Yew and his family . Rest In Peace The best Son/Father of this country...Singapore
The Return of Isis the godiess of love And The WoF
with my wings of fire i will expand my sacred heart of love across all the lands protecting my brothers of high command for i am pure the devoted one and with these hands i shall mend with the blessing form heaven above nothing shall stand in my wa
Transcendence
Well this poem is really carried on it's more llike a mix between a poem and a rap it's about life's troubles and death
The Craftsmen
up and down the latter he gos pounding in nails to rhythm he knows with his tools in hand like a little boy he well play measuring sticks in his own way finding the angles to make it stay time line approching must finish to day if performance is po
the darkend room
O sit and drewll The darkend room The banging the echos of noise The deafening sounds Consumes ones ears Echos and vibrates The room darkens The stench of Cold consumes The bare flakes off the wall the decay One is lost the sole i
Beachcomber
At low ebb Eavesdropping On gentle tide He listens to Soft whispering stories Wash on golden shore Mirrored stone Reflect Tales Scribed In salty ink And Driftwood Nomadic outcasts Of the oceanic steppes Refugees Of the turning t
Room At The Top
O how I remember that night, the long winding staircase stinking of urine, you saying don't worry all will be fine I lost my red stiletto shoe in our haste to get to the "Room At The Top" We were young, we were hungry to sh
Ion Bonding
Quantum entanglement...
a smile a look
just a lovely little rhyme i cooked up tonight if it makes you happy then i am glad
An invitation to dine at the Silver Fox
This poem was commisioned by the artist Ivan Sutton for his favourite restaurant which is his gallery also. You can find him on google he is quiet famous in Ireland.....
"EIGHT SEASONS IN THE SUN"
this poem is written by a good friend of mine. thanks for all your reads and comments. my first time ever to publish one that is not written by me. thank you all my family in the poetry world.
White Knuckle Madness
She shivered while she walked Children were laughing Old men were people watching She stopped to look in a store window To look at the flaxen haired models How beautiful they were with their Firm young limbs and alabaster skin. Suddenly she
Awareness
Free speech
Angel Love
This was written on Microsoft Publisher, with a back pic of two Angels
Success is a Choice
It is ALL in Our Choices
Angels
asking for an angel
i cant belive
what i was feeling about the time
freedom
freedom
Looking
Been while since something fresh but again am drawn to the negative side of online dating the lies, cheats and scammers. So for those of us who do wish and want to find something worthwhile then be true to yourself and them.