The Coffin
This guy had been getting under my skin for a while. I finially went off and told him I would not date none of the guys there ever. And about the time I got done with my tirade I looked up at a guy that could of been as he walked thru the door. I had held off going off like that for a year. Why I couldn't for just a few more minutes I do not know.
regret
consciousness finds me with but more regret of memories buried, too deep to measure now wandering aimlessly, how could I forget the love, that was ours, is now buried treasure how we all try to reach out and grab it again as though it could me
Complete Beauty
To inner beauty. The thing of dreams.
Rain Rain
Bloody hell, its raining again, I'm swimming in liquid H20,,,,,,dont you know, If I pray dear Lord, will you take it away just give me a minute, while I think what to say, Dear Lord, I know your short staffed, and I have a daughter, she'll
The Lady
The Lady Would the lady like a hairy chest, or one thats bare, does she really care? Words of wisdom are oft times rare, she penned it well, true words to share, and whats the harm, my lady fair, undo a button,, here or there, A stroke,
for those women viewers
for your viewing...
Love Gone (From Soft Foot treads of my Soul)
They write themselves.
paralysed
one day we will be together my love
Collapse
I'll be honest- I'm a bit toasted, and this needs a lot of work. Will get back around to this later. It is about a hard working man who tries to live a simple life, believes that the most important works will come from laboring in the land, and who ultimately, having never had faith or much interest in the political world, believes that his most important work, at this point in his life, where he is beyond capable of everything he has ever placed faith in, is to remove that which he feels is evil, by assassination.
Us
What I feel.
Oh Carol
Oh Carol Its time, gotta release, gotta show, gotta rip off my shirt and go, gonna live like a caveman, and roar like a lion, Im from another land, the land of zion, I gotta unleash, I gotta release, tie up loose ends, brains overloa
what's to eat
hungry?
fledgling
a little bird told me this one...
EFFECTS OF BUSH WAR IN ANGOLA 1980's
I wrote this poem on 17 Oct 2008 when I reflected what we did in Angola as South African soldiers.
sad heart
goodbye, 'all she wrote' I never saw, you pass by you rushed on through there was no 'by your leave' only in the mirror was I able to get one quick glance then you were gone...you now stood, in the past I never had a chance... to say the thi
digging
digging through sand and dirt to find another place another world you are so far away ill dig through the ground just to find you and take you away im digging just to find a portal a tunnel anything that leads to you because wherever you are that i
To Desperation and Hope
Written for Margaritta, a friend. She gave me the feelings and I wrote them out.
OH jOHN
There is nothing like the written word To give form to feelings past unheard 'Tis as if the writer were on a mission To release years of shyness, inhibition To leave the buttons off is best we can all go weak at your manly chest Whilst naked c
some questions
who does the squeezing who are the squozen who are the needy and who picks the chosen what is the purpose what's it all mean what is enough and what is obscene when do we win when do we lose when does it matter and when will we choose
My angle has gone
I dont think this is poem as much as a short story that I wrote it about my father's death
Fear...
It was one of those days today...
OH BABY!
Heart is thumping,. .........blood is pumping baby, Waiting for you ........... to get online, Hurry up now,............ dont keep me waiting baby, Are you ready.......... for a real good time, Come on baby, .......just get those fingers tap
Sadness
You Hold me and say goodbye And I stand here askin' why You close your eyes and say I'll remember you somehow Forget me.. I wont be coming back.. Read my eyes again They'll tell you the same I'll always be loving you .. Everything rem
short marriage
you were waiting, at the courthouse dressed in your white wedding gown tapping your toe, looking for me would never guess where I'd be found passed out inside a bar room, on the floor night before, couldn't find the exit door I left our room la
Still Weak
What Am I fighting for? Something still unknown Voices keep on tellin' me Everything was meant to be Should I keep on holdin' on? Course: I wanna feel free Without you I'm still weak Cuz I can't breathe Without you near And I just
Firelight and Flame
Had the fireplace going Had to write somethin'
stop all the dancing
once you begin to believe in something mores the pity for you for were it truly better to have loved and lost then we all must really feel better every day that's funny..I don't feel better in fact, I don't feel good at all my head feels swolle
my god
to thank god for all he has done for me and to tell him how much i love him
one of loves culinary recipes
my dime store poem
innocence is bliss
child oh child why grow up so soon young as you are now playing all the games you can having all the fun you are child oh child don't grow up so fast these wonderful child moments try to make them last
Poetic Justice
Bit of a joke, really, but true nonetheless! ;)
who we are
my thoughts on who we are during the dificult times in my life ihad to have the faith to believe it i believe all creation reminds us every day we are all special
in to the light
the light that shines in the darkness
My Sweet Little Baby
How I feel
Casualties of Love
Casualties of Love Who was that girl with her head held low, or the one crying out on the radio, who was she that averted my gaze as she wandered alone in her dreamy haze, Who was that man who always stayed last, drinking alone and reliving h
And The Question is?
I've been reviewing the situtation, contemplating my mental state, It's been a long time coming, and I hope, not too late. The one thing that seems strange, and causes me some pain, That creates a strange illusion, Shorting signals to my bra
Mary's Faults
First I must tell you all I was widowed last year and watched my partner pass away suddenly without notice in my arms. It looked like my world had ended I grew very depressed and could not control my emotions. I started playing a online game silly to most but believe it or not many adults do this to escape their daily reality to get some relief. Thats when I met Terek who listened to me and soothed me with his tender words and he was so understanding. Months past we grew closer online as friends and he would soon be in my town on business so we planned to meet for the first time to have Dinner together. When we met our romance began maybe on my part because of my need to be held to feel loved and secure at that time but it blossomed into something special he would drive 14 hrs to see me and stay a few days he spoiled me I spoiled him but he was married unhappily but that fact remained he belonged to another. I was feeling very fragile I had recently broke up with him. I broke up because I didn't want to be the other woman anymore and this was the first and last time it will ever happen. Don't look at us like were evil because neither of us meant to fall deeply as we did. He is very unhappy where he remains and yes I believe every word he said for good reason. We go on broken hearted and stay intouch maybe some day he will find the strength to get out of where he is but I can't sit and wait as long as I know he belongs to another I must go on but I am Thankful they he woke me up enough to know it is possible for me to love again.
saints
we live just to die we die just to live we fight to make it through and yes this place is big enough for me and you just doing everything that we can do pretend im a statue ill listen to all you say ill be your best friend youl be my hero today we w
EMO GIRL
a poem about my last girlfriend....now you all know why i write!!!
Where are you?
Where are you candid soul With you shiny eyes, Come to me to hug you And give you my warm of my hands. Where are you angel,I wait you To be shine my mornings And lights my evenings. Where are you my destiny To embarce you with an Eternal and
Richmond in April
it was great. they really had some outstanding poems and things to say!
Jesus' middle name
Let me just say that this was not written to criticize any religion. If you are offended by it, please go ahead and post a comment why. If not offended, I encourage you too, to post why not. Thanks for reading.