Lil' Christmas tree
Lil christmas tree with lights so bright, shine your star for me tonight Let mommy and daddy not fight so much Let them hug and kiss with a gentle touch Oh twinkling lights wash away my tears Fill this little girls stocking with joy not fe
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A silent sob
White tin sky
practicing some prose, hope all are well.
RENDERED SPEECHLESS
Some truth along with wishful thinking 2008/14/11 rearranged 08/29/21
ANOTHER DAY
Every beginning will reach its end add 2 lines 9/16/17 twk/3/31/22
Undying love
Know who you love and who you love..let them know!
True Beauty
Every woman are beautiful on the inside, but required a gentle man with big heart for love to craft it out of her by treating her like a queen she is created to be...
Beauty !
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes that she wears, nor in her face or in the way of combing her hair. The beauty of a woman lies in her eyes. It is the gateway to His heart, the place where love resides. And it is often through her tears tha
You beautiful stranger
to a beautiful man, whom I wish all spectrums of love to come his way...
by the way i love
At night alone in my room I wait out the night it will be tomorrow soon Tomorrow will come then it will go another night spent with myself in my room I have love to give, this is true so much love I have I become un
where is the love ? i don't know....
Stronger and stronger with time, I let myself dream, This beautiful fairy tale ... Every second with you is magic, I live a beautiful story, It's a dream that has just come true, And I do not intend to wake up ... I'm happy when
True love
I wrote about true love.Because everybody need it. Otherwise life is so lonely and sad.If you get true one, you would be more happy, vivid, kind,strong spiritually so on. It is very import to live.. I realized it through my experience.
JUST SAYING III
12/09/17 Just saying...
Heart of Gold
Dedicated to cafetwo2010
hottest Girl
Verse 1 All I got is this bottle of you and a liquor of you Do you need this I want this can’t touch bare with me throw it to the cancer of you shit im ordinary It kills me I can’t do anything anymore not anymore can’t lie I see ghost
(Mean Things) this is not a poem but how about a song what do you think
12/4/2017 Verse 1 if I could change what the world said to you If words were true you would have left me You deserved what happen Love was just a door that opened and left And I’m still here cause its just right Do me right
love...
Love Is A Candle Friendship Is A Star A candle can go out, So... That a star ... always shine
Thanksgiving
I am looking forward to the time off and just enjoying some good food and a good parade as I do every year.
Long fingers
He has long fingers I handed him a guitar He played by ear My moans, his sweet melody
Imperfections
You love me so much If only I didn’t do this or that I’d be perfect Your perfect Unfortunately, I like imperfections
WHY WONT WE LISTEN
PARENT YOUR KIDS!!! added 2 lines 11/9/17 tweaked 11/5/18
A Robot Speaks Out
I was watching an Amazon video of their factory floor and all I could see was about three people.
Chocolate Covered Bacon
I finally got my skiing in. I used to pay by the date when we had snow early. Today would have cost me eight dollars in the past, when skiing started the week of Thanksgiving. The chocolate bacon was pretty good!
You mask it all too well
Just remembering of what could have been.
No end
To my ghost of memries
Life is Festival
Life is a festival, celebrate and drink Spirit and Nature, dance in sync Melancholy of laughter, make you pink Keep gazing beauty, do not blink Pairs of organ, want to think If one fails, you not on brink Light some candles, lamps and incense
SOMEONE SPECIAL
My kind friend's message set me thinking about how long this seek and find can last. Call it a dead end, stalemate, what not, with no way out, and all roads to wherever we aspire blocked as if by the evil magician.
Just Being Me
This is a very old Poem i wrote years ago!
Follow The Yellow Brick Road
Those things some get for granted. Motherhood.
From Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon, Ballerina
“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
our moments
flipping through the pages of times filled in between our books those unfaded moments haunting me deep down it is not by accident that they break loose once in a while breaking my heart over and over again relentless and strong But e
Rain Dancing (In Honor of Lucy's Challenge)
There is a Native American mythical institution that promotes the balanced use of natural resources: the figure of the Master of the Animals. Every animal has its master its "balut", a figuerative spokesperson, who simultaneously facilitates hunting and severely sanctions its excess. In this figurative sonnet I have chosen the old custom of a rain dance so this lesson can also apply to the way we use and regulate our water resources among the other more 'notable and finite' resources we can relate to. Greed will be the ruin of us all, unless us children (i.e. little people) pray and plea to a higher Being.
Great as a Gentle King
Abstract on the Christmas message.......
Not
From my notes to self
RADIO
I spent many hours as a boy listening to shortwave radio; this poem recalls those times, when the whole world was there for the listening, until the internet age dawned, and all the stations disappeared...victims of government short-sightedness and penny pinching. There really were spy messages-and still are-on shortwave-they are known as 'number stations'-no ID, no words at all, just numbers...
How You Shine
“How You Shine.” By, Michael P Clarke. (Sonnet.) Like the midday sunlight how you do shine Your Love shines brightly just like molten sun In dreams bright passion your Love it is mine Blessings upon me for i am your one. Above your head
Moonlight Desire
This is one of my "Vampire: Vampyre Love Poetry Series" poems. I do so like doing this series. Hope you enjoy. Hugs....Mike. XX
Time
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock. Back and forth goes the clock. Eyes searching for a face. Memorized numbers in their place. Round and round goes the hands. No beginning no end. Once was calculated by just mere sand. Passing through an hour
PEOPLE NEED PEOPLE
"There is the silence of a great hatred, And the silence of a great love, And the silence of an embittered friendship. ... There is the silence of those unjustly punished ..." (Edgar Lee Masters, "Silence") Some life experience that leaves indelible mark, hard to wipe off, if ever. You know what I mean...
A SONG ABOUT YOU
Garold Registan - a famous Russian poet-lyricist, song writer.
--LOVE--
You are the air that I breathe, the wind that caresses me, the rain that wet me, the sun that warms me, the star that guides me, the moon that lights me, my world. The rose that I feel, the grass that I touch, the waves that carry me to d