ANZACS
Legends
THE RAIN
ALOT OF PAIN EMPTIES OUT IN THE RAIN! THE POEM IS ABOUT A FRIEND! NOT ME! I REPEAT; NOT ME!
The Perfect Pick
First published some years ago on a major poetry site, this little piece made their representative book/cd set for that year. A slow,bluesy tune goes with it when it's performed.
Enter At Your Own Risk ......
the moral of the story here is hand off what is not yours .
Caught
one day with my heart beating out of chest speeding behind with all the rest officer pull me aside and I said to him but offer I was not the only one speeding an he just pull out his pad an pen and said with a grind son' have you ever gone fishing
Smile
I think of you and smile wide, But every smile is only a lie, To hide the hurt I feel inside, Sleepless nights and tired eyes, I think about you all the time, I think of you and only cry, I think of you and want to die, I thought of you and wr
The Pond In Its Glory
My Special Haven
Where is true love?
The reason why a relationship broke up
Come New Poets
Welcome new poets!
Cool Possum call
Hand crafted slipped from the memory I remember Sleeping on my sullen face An adventure of power Who? Chucks this kiss? Go beyond Of Tidal waves I cannot see the way Yet I shall go away from you Sight Cool Another floss
Trench Fever
Last words
FORGIVENESS IS MY SONG
FORGIVENESS ENDURES
silver dawn
one of those rare mornings where I feel the earth is at peace with itself.........
THE FRONT GATE MESSIAH
FOR LOVING CATS, I WAS FIRED FROM A JOB THAT I TRUELY ENJOYED! GO FIGURE! I EARNED THE NICKNAME FRONT GATE MESSIAH BECAUSE THE SUPERVISORS WOULD COME TO ME FOR ANSWERS! THEY SAID SOME PEOPLE CAN WORK THE GATE, BUT TRAVIS; IS THE GATE!
Time Running Away
A poem about time as perpetual motion all coming from a single source, our sun.
SOMEWHERE
Just rumbling.
Wilderness
There's nothing out there but wilderness Don't shoot your arm You'll do yourself harm Don't snort it You might snuff it There's nothing out thee but wilderness Hold onto love Like a dove Don't run around like a clown You might not get down
Time
BOMBS ARE MADE, TIME HAS CHANGED, WHAT WE LOST WE REMEMBER, WHAT WE REMEMBER, WE HAVE FOREVER. BY PEDRO, 2007
The Options
To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear Or to leave for another place It's all in the stories we get to hear And the options we get to face Depending upon what we think is
CONVERSATION BETWEEN LOVERS
Lovers can have any conversation, anything they say have a love pattern.They are happy, but some still believes on valentine's day, without knowing that, there is nothing like lover's day, because love doesn't last for a day. Lovers are people who have feelings for each other.
My Gran Canaria
After 10 years when I first visited and fell in love with the island I now have the chance to go there and live. I went there recently for a week's recce to check things out and to make sure my vision wasn't a dream gone wrong, only to find I loved it all the more. I leave the UK on July 1st to realise my dream, finally. This poem was written while I was there.
Young Little Boy .
Brought a tear or two. How about you?
I COULD FOREVER SLEEP
This poem is about a woman who is hauntingly seduced, and made passionate love to by the stranger in her dreams .. about how her dream is so real that she even finds strands of the strangers hair on her pillow ..
RETURN TO SENDER
God sends his love to mankind via The US Postoffice. At first man is confused, thinking a mistake has been made. Then upon realizing that the newborn is heaven sent, he calls for one of Gods angels to take it back. God then voices his intent. The package is an infant child, (Gods Love) sent by God representing a pure love and the new life that it offers, if only it were returned. Hence ... God wants to LOVE US, and BE LOVED BY US in return .............
THE OTHER SIDE OF CONFUSION
Its pretty simple. Wanting to break free from the B.S, of a chaotic world, he jumps on his Harley leaving the world behind and wanting to take a certain someone along for the ride.
What is love?
Love means respect no hurt,no pain Love means no lies And no secrets' Love is when nobody trust in you But he is there near you.
What I Do
I do what I do because of what I do not do. Why do I not do it? I know what to do. I even used to. It's easy for me or you. Why do we not do it? So many don't. Just because they wont. Tho they know they should. Why do they not do it
Waiting
Waiting, looking, expecting something or someone, patience-impatience, obsessions-repetition, science-addiction, computer obsession, people games, lost time, to and fro, ...waiting, waiting waiting
a beautiful morn
Thoughts in spring
~Periodical~
Somewhere The thought Lost how ~ to think ........ ~Bentlee~
An Herbal Tea
I just first sampled a healthy tea Acknowleged to be the cat's meaw It reeks of grass and tastes like crap And it makes one feel like a cow
HEAVEN ON EARTH
MY ULTIMATE HEAVEN WOULD BE TO ALWAYS LIVE ON EARTH AND TEND TO MY FURRY ADORABLE ONES!
soulmates
Feelings at this time
some where gone but not forgotten
perspective from my marriage
The Famous Last Words
Listen listen listen Would you stop so that I can talk If you need to let off some steam Take a drive or go out for a walk In the years we have been together
tears
Eyes water My soul aches The burden the pain Alone am I The pain of life To hold one dear To comfort and seek To ease my pain To be as one To seek are other Are soul is one To shed are tear are pain of life To feel the joy T
Sonnet2
(Written in memory of my grandmother in 1993)
Mokhevis qalo
A folk song Mokhevis qalo Tinao (Tina - a girl from Khevi), often sung at festive tables in a company of good wine and friends. Dimpitauri, dampitauri - imitation of sounds emitted by a drum. Mokhevis qali (bichi) - a lassie (lad) coming from Georgia's historical region Khevi: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khevi I have attached above two videos (in the first one the song is sung in Georgian by Kâzim Koyuncu who was a Laz singer-songwriter and activist. Koyuncu recorded songs in a number of languages spoken along the northeastern Black Sea coast of Turkey, as well as the language of Laz. (Wikipedia) Born: November 7, 1971 in Hopa, Turkey, died: June 25, 2005 in Istanbul, Turkey), in the second - the song is arranged and sung also in Georgian by an American band (the 2nd video is shot both in America and Georgia)). Hope, you will enjoy both.
Your Name
Little song I wrote...
The Wedding Song
Trust your heart and take my open hand Love me as if there was no tomorrow I am here to be your loyal friend We'll be blessed together 'til the end Lonely stars our joy will dream
THE FOREST
THE GRACEFULLNESS OF THE FOREST
THE FOREST 2
BEAUTY OF THE FOREST