wolf
my mind is like the sand on a beach can you pick up one grain of sand if you can please tell me how many grains of sand make up that beach now count all the beaches in the world, that's how my poetic mind creates a tale of a path if you dare follow by the tick of the clock
EVERY GREAT THING...
QUOTES
LOVING MOMENTS
MY QUOTE
Beautiful One....unfinished
I haven't finished this one yet.
To you from me.
I sometimes think of her. Now and again. The Daughter of a universaty dean. And wonder..
CRAVING
WE AS HUMANS PRETEND NOT TO NEED EACH OTHER
DO NOT FORGET
MEMORIES OF PERSONEL SACRIFICE OFTEN RECURS IN REAL LIFE
Night Sky--- monorhyme
I wish that I could do it more justice like Tennyson or Yates would have done
faded life
This poem just represent the battle of fear Close to death how many fear the unknown. . wrote this on a rainy day...With the mind set Of nothing to lose
If I could
Never take things for granted.
The life I come from
The battle of making it out... enough said Without vision your a body without soul
secret liaisons
it was one i did a few years back not from personal experience but imagination
daddy long legs (crane fly )
a lighthearted take on the lil critters
Soul
A half of the soul
Tribute to 'beautifulyou' ..
About my good friend beautifulyou..
Fame
Just pretending what it would be like to be famous. I think it would be pretty sweet!
Friends
Kindness and a smile goes a long way It sure brightens up our day When we are down and feeling low how a friendly smile will help us glow Don't let our thoughts take control and drag us down through out the day We all can help and bring some ch
Spelling mistake
Just a small poem only to show spelling mistake can make a word different meaning like a small mistake can change our life also.
Feeling Special
My thoughts are that most people on this site are searching for that special feeling.
Love Not Me For Comely Grace
Love not me for my comely grace, For my pleasing eye or face, Nor for any outward part, No, nor for my constant heart; For those may fail or turn to ill, So thou and I shall sever; Keep therefore a true woman's eye, And love me still, bu
Address Of Ruth To Naomi
Entreat me not to leave thee, Or to return from following after thee: For whither thou goest, I will go; And where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, And thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, And there will I
THE LADY'S "YES"
"Yes," I answered you last night; "No," this morning, sir, I say. Colors seen by candle-light Will not look the same by day. When the viols played their best, Lamps above, and laughs below, Love me sounded like a jest, Fi
Lost without you
I awaken with thoughts of you.. My eyes fill with tears knowing we are apart; What am I do do? These memories are breaking my heart. I dream of your arms embracing me, Keeping me safe in times of strife; Love, what am I to do? You're no long
WHY HERE?
Sorry I am a little rusty.....I haven't really written much in what seems to be a very long time. I was reading from some poets earlier, and got to wonder what this place has that is so special, that so many other sites try to emulate and fail miserably....I for one am very grateful for this place, and all of the poets here, both now and in the past.....It has helped me a lot in many ways since I joined, I would also like to say thank you to people that have kept up with me over the years even when I have been AWOL for a while....Thankyou!....I won't embarrass you in public...You know who you are!...LOL Andrew...xxx
CHARACTER SELDOM LIES
SHOW ME YOUR CHARACTER AND I WILL TELL YOU WHO YOU ARE
Dancing tango.
The tango is a meteohor ,
SWEETEST OF ALL SMILES
FOR A PATIENT IN PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA, SMILE IS A GOOD THERAPY
A limerick
Just a little ditty I came up with when about 12 yrs old!!
beautiful
This is dedicated to.. Drumroll please... ME! Well since no one else writes me love poetry, I thought I would :P
inamorato
"inamorato" said the wildflower to the shady willow tree "if i could i would capture a gentle blowing breeze, so you could always feel it upon your bright green leaves, and imagine it was i breathing my love on thee"
Fire
I've wrote poem about the sea of love, Water , This one is fire,
SING AWAY SORROWS
I SANG THIS SONG TO CONSOLE A FRIEND BERIEVED OF HIS MOTHER
OWEGO - MY ADOPTED HOME
I was born and grew up 10 miles up the road in another town, but I love the town I live in. Owego was voted the "Coolest Small Town in America" in 2009 by Budget Travel Magazine - check it out!
~"The" tilt of the scale~
There's one thing that brings Wee The people to there. Opinionate thought Of the critic In you? A bill that's been passed Was it during your watch? Rights that were bound Constitutionally? Thugs in the life That we want to call ou
Jim
An accident happened to my brother Jim When somebody threw a tomatoe at him Tomatoes are soft and usually don't hurt the skin But this one a 'specially packed in a tin! :-)
My bro jim,
I just saw another poets poem called jim and I too have a brother called jim, He is a character and very funny ,,we miss him but he be home soon with girlfriend and will be a dad soon ,,
OH FINGER OF GOD
PRAYING FOR ALL IN TROUBLED TIMES
HUMAN IRONY
THE CHART OF DAILY EXPERIENCE
The Siren's Song
What can I say about this poem? The only fantasy is in the mind of the fantasist. We set our ideals but know that there is no such thing. A basic flaw in human nature I'm afraid to say.
Bells of an angel rings
You're a little angel whom always brings a warm smile When sunshine flowers with a radiant glowing beam carnations blossom fluttering petals kiss full of joy happiness a rose crowning every single word dances to your sweet melody To
Visions In The Mist
As dawn breaks across the rugged land, vague shapes begin to blurrily appear. images of mythical creatures now seen briefly then brushed away they dissolve. Is it these images that give legends birth? the tales of Unicorns and dragons? The st
Lifting Veils
In the dead of night veils uplift on Mid Summer's Eve, still a time for a few live sacrifices, so tread warily. A time when briefly the gates of hell can open and unworldly things spew forth intent on evil. Mid Summer Night dreams can come to