Topaz body extended on the wilderness
A poem of my own.
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How shall I liken unto thee My beloved flower who pretty much made a fool of me. True love requires patience that many may know but how is one to believe based upon the quality you show? True love has no ego to bruise nor has nothing
SUDARSHAN WORLD
YOU ARE MY DESTINY My destiny is in your hands! I decided to stay with you I am always yours you are always in my heart I'm a little worried.....about me do you accept me to enter me into your world This is my first and last
LOATHSOME LIFE #CII
"LOATHSOME LIFE" 5/12/18 rearranged 10/26/21
The Rivers Of My Tears
I originally posted this when I was told life was waving me goodbye only to be told 45 days later that I was going to live long after all. I can only be thankful and grateful. Just revisiting my past. Thanks again for all your peruse.
redemption
What a memory. Only I will know. thanks for all your read and comments
To The Author from Her Mister Right
This is about the list of required characteristics that we all make. Sometimes it exists in our heads, but many of us have scribbled it down somewhere, and maybe kept it for luck! It's a list of all the qualities and characteristics that our perfect match will have. And, in this poem, the real match, which is not to be found in that perfect and exhaustive list, but in the essence of it, in the pauses for idle thought between the words, speaks to us, perhaps a little despairingly in places :-) Hope you like!
my eyes
Awareness........
Believe
Just feeling life as a course
My True Love
Abstract imagery of fleeting love……………..
We Share The Same Sun
Lying down in a patch of vernal ground.
Love has no color
in this world i have noticed divisions in human race which is causing us to hate each other for no apparent reason.This is my call to every race that let us accept each other the way God sees us
I can't Love you.
My love for you is a sweet, yet bitter contradiction, I want to meet you but I don't want to see you, your beauty will blind me! I want to fall in love with you, but I want to let you go, I want to kiss you, but I'm afraid to miss you, I want to
Sparrow In The Woods
Focus on nature
Quietly quietly...........
This old fella's determination just amazed me ..........losing the feelings in his feet he would walk approximately 2 kms along the soft sand with these walking sticks every day
An extract from a poem by Gaius Catullus
I thought this brief extract was apt as Valentine's Day is near
HEART FEELINGS
HEART FEELINGS Can love be dangerous to your health Taking deeply to heart all that is felt Year after year absorbing these feelings Keeping them hid and not revealing Years of the stress and pain Absorbing the shocks again and again Like
The Movie Of May
The sky is so very blue Leaves on the trees are so very green Then the sun comes shinning through And a day in May unfolds this scene I like to watch the movie of May It wasn't made in Hollywood But still amazes me For it's so good so very g
Thanks for sharing
Thanks for sharing but nobody is really caring Thanks for your heart bearing but, your thoughts are thinly wearing You think you are a poet yet your message doesn't really show it You may have your unique style but always rememb
The power of regret
The power of regret So hard to forget Things said actions done Love lost for the search of one. How often we say and do things we can't take back Wishing and wondering if we should of said this instead of that. What always remains is
Flat Tired Flat Broke
Flat tired flat broke A cowboy without a saddle And I'm out of rope No matter where I travel Land or sea her memory Always stays afloat Every night I sleep beneath a thousand mile sky With all those stars shinning down But sleep don't co
There is no more to say
When the feelings are true, you just have to let it flow
MOM
Written months after her passing and the loss will always linger! 2009 Tweaked and added 2 lines on 9/17/17 and (Mother's Day) 5/13/18 redo 3/30/22
On-Line-Most-Men of Thailand!
Reason I text this: to tell the TRUTH! It's ABOUT what is really going on! Maybe someone else can identify & perhaps avoid the game-traps;most already know,but I have been desperate for like-minded communications! FEELING:somewhat relieved to settle all doubts! I hadn't put much more into it,because of all the immaturity & fears from most who use the internet! My LORDGOD keeps all of me as I try to share HIS LOVE-LIFE everywhere,so I am the more sure of HIS LONGSUFFERING & proving HIS love-life through me-as if I can't stop asking-seeking-knocking at human heart-doors until a child of SHALOM will open & let US in!
Laminated
Too many buttons to push; too much effort maintaining a 2016 tush; Too much Too little Too late; It all boils down to wisdom and faith.
Save the Anopheles Gambiae Mosquito
I have been recording Alice, a sitcom from the 70's about a waitress at Mel's Diner. Just about every commercial break they have these snow leopards that are facing extinction. Just thinking of some other animals out there not making any money for these charities, like the mosquito.
Day Off
Enjoyed this day a lot, mostly singing in my car for the 150 miles of driving I did today.
Reflection
For all in whom I know and knew and those who know me and those who choose to know. If we continue to hold onto our pain of regrets and anger of our past and not let go we all will eventually have to face it
A Letter Today
She might find a letter today She's expecting a letter today Standing at the mailbox She fumbles through the mail looking for a special letter She opens up the envelope Unfolds the paper puts on her glasses And begins to read Hope she finds
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I'M YOUR MAN!
The poem is self explanatory! I met her on Connecting Singles!
actor
a dream that calif; persons who wanted it can understand and new Yorkers who had the dearm which never happened thanks al
The Old Barn
Many inspirations taken from abandoned buildings such as an old barn.
A Wonderful Woman!
Not without name.
Creativity
I believe that we are all created to be creative .live great lives...be a blessing and appreciate the creativity around us :)
Letting yourself go
I wrote this a long time ago because I need to forgive myself of letting someone control me and to psychically and mentally abuse me. It has caused me many issues to this day as my anxiety, depression and Post Trauma issues come and go. I still manage the best to my knowledge and take each day a new one and not worry about what was and see what is now.
Flowers
I never quite knew why my father took me hiking, Unlike other dads who simply took a belt to their rebellious son. My punishment to toil in the soil, Get dirty, and climb literal mountains That began as a tiny chip on boyhood's shoulder. There
vegas
I wrote this over40 years ago its what happens to people that love the easy money
JOKESTER IN PINK
Kidding around is part of life. For some, however, that's all they ever do. Ever wanting to be the center of attention they become locked into a cycle of approval seeking that keeps them stuck. They never mature.
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the bones of my soul like scarecrow trees awaiting Spring blossoms
Ode To Noah
My first poem. I was 13yrs old. I hadn't had a Christian experience yet, but our Mother taught us Bible stories. One night she told the story of Noah and the Ark. That night in my bedroom I was thinking about the story and the words came to me out of nowhere. I grabbed a pencil and started copying the words down as fast as I possibly could! And I've never forgotten them.