Wild Violets
I love the way the author uses the nature around and us to perfectly depict the emotions within us. Be it a flower or a season, we are nature and nature is us. We were born into it and we gave life to it. The storms that rage within us probably look a lot like the one's we seek shelter from. Nature is a mirror of the seasons within us.
Viva love
Viva razor-edge love beauty tussled cool the breathing of the matador Viva love's caravels foreign shores dance the imperishable night Viva, viva, love's surprise
crazy
More on love. I'm so happy in love Are you? I hope. If not, its okay, too.
ELLE
THIS POEM IS WRITTEN SOLELY FOR ELLE BLUDYLASKY! SHE"S A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHO TOOK ME BY SURPRISE!THE WORDS JUST CAME TO ME WHILE GAZING INTO HER EYES! SHE SHOULD HAVE WORDS LIKE THIS SPOKEN TO HER EVERYDAY OF HER LIFE!
My beautifull lover
inspired becos im sick of cutting my toe nails becos iv nothing better for doing..
I'm a Troll
I'm a troll, she's a troll He's a troll, CS patrol Let's just pay the toll are we on a poetic roll? Laugh a lot play a lot The ladies searching for Sir Lancelot Dance a lot and kiss a lot Just don't drink a lot!! Care a little disrega
COULD YOU PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE ISLAND?
Could you please take me to the island Where we can enjoy the sea and the sun? No one will bother our hope. Our dreams will be never stopped. Could you please take me to the island Where we don’t need to worry about any funds? A care-free lif
Tarnished and bent...
You ripped my "beating for only you". heart, right out of my chest. So, I placed it on your untouched dinner, you'd left on the bench. Then I picked up the plate and walked ever so slow, to the bin, thoughtlessly, I scraped it off with
WORDS WITH WINGS.
is it good to go back....
My Rose
I have a rose powerful and true She is not red but sometimes is blue Some petals are withered need to be felled But my rose wont let go she holds on instead Overcrowded with past and present that is She cant find the strength that has br
FRIENDSHIP.
Every couple of years, I delete all my poems so they can go on my website, so this one from June 2015, could have been amongst those deleted.......
BRILLIANT NEW DAWN: ACCEPTANCE
Inspired by real events in my life. Letting go of someone close to us after they've departed is very difficult. But we must let go before we can once again grab hold.
Acceptance
it was just a current mood
Without You
We all feel the hurt of loss in our lives, I have felt so much within my short life span.
Burning eyes
I see life in you It burns bright I see the sun in your eyes It burns bright to keep me warm The sun sets wen you sleep You close eyes to call the moon to rise Bring me light, give me rest You give me life
Confused
Feeling let down by a complete stranger online.
PAIN
Just had enough experience to understand PAIN, so I jotted this down. added (2) 6/3/18 TWK-3/22/22
a random memory
did you remeber when we had our first date, did you remember when you said you want to go home and then pulled you closet to ma chest and told you my heart is your home , and then you smilled and told me you are not jus my home you are my world.
My Love Is Without Light
I feel that this poem is about the loss of a great love of my life, I was too young to understand how much this women truly meant to me until the moment I had lost her. Now that I know who I am I will take hold of love and not allow it to stop away for the fact of being scared of love. I will embrace love with my heart and not let go.
My dark night
This is a piece I wrote years aback about the struggles I've had to face and eventually overcome having been a victim of child s*xual abuse.
Roseanne
All this political correctness is really making TV lame, thankfully we have DVDs.
NO MR RIGHT
Seeking the one to hard.
Behind the Mask
seeing beneath the facade .....
FOLLOW YOUR HEART
we have got to come up with songs that make you feel good. theres too much hate in the world. i want to change that and make everyone feel good about themselves
Rush or Crush... (in a maddening world)
Life in a hectic world...time and emotions (being in a whirlwind)
UNSURE OF LOVE
My poem just speak about unhappy
Gone Forevermore
The little country store The little restaurant They're gone now gone forevermore The little country store You knew the names of the milkman and the bread man You knew who your neighbor was for sure The store was never crowded With three
Starlight
uplifting, a hope of new beginnings when hope appears lost.....
marriage
my friend dave(goodguy) phoned tonight from nashville to ask how Lyn was (illness). I answered 'wow, thanks for asking, she's on the mend, what are you doing in nashville?' he replied 'I'm not in nashville, I said I'm in my bathroom.'...me 'oh' ...yes, hearing is the second thing to go....
SILENT SENTRIES
Love to look at these trees when I walk in the park each day. The winter picture reminded me of silent sentries standing guard.
Introspective
Despair, rejection, true to my life..... written some time ago, yet still appropriate, for love and I are now strangers...... x
Hercules
When the breeze gently touches the leaves on a tree How does that gentle breeze Seem to have the strength of Hercules When a humid gray cloud slowly glides overhead And brings your mind at ease As you are covered with the shield of Hercules
Lost Love
I wrote this some years ago as it reflects the hearbreak when your dreams are shattered by infidelity x
If The Dead Could Speak
I am going to visit some graves this weekend, even a pet cemetery.
Loss
Written in surreal remembrance to my late mother on a cold and wet April morning in the New England countryside.
A Life Well Lived
A tribute to my grandmother who had a large hand in my upbringing.
JUST SAYING V #CIV
"JUST SAYING" V 5/25/18 Twk 08/31/21
blades of green
blades of green rise from the brown spreading all around soon to be sprinkled with yellow all aglow in the sunshine wings of gossamer flit as they hover in the air before landing amid the splendour of the brightly hued décor painted
Nothing Much
Nothing much!
Hmmmm.
I'm a Artist... Finally I have some speech in paint.... ??? Maybe/ could be/ most probably. If no one listens to your tongue... " PAINT IT ". !!!??
BOUND FOR NOTHINGNESS
in memorium to the families of victims of violence everywhere. are we bound for nothingness?
Garage Sales and Gossip
This information about my family wasn't pleasant to hear, woke me up this morning along with the daily dread of going to a bad job. At least the friend said I was a good kid.