Faith and Gratitude
When I was little My Grandpa wrestled bears Every Sunday Out in the woods Behind the small house He built for us At least That's what he told me And I believed him For many years Even after I had figured him out
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love's end
be on time and be prepared quickly I learned my soul was bared what have I sought, what had I begun when informed when I was to run of pushy and tushy and rules in verse I sit here and mutter, I snarl, I curse your rantings, they carry on lon
low tide
to take the pleasure that you've given me and return it to you in the 'morrow could never be enough to slake your dieing thirst you would only be filled with more sorrow my lady, my love, what is aching you? I cannot find the answers that you'
Beaten and pushed away (lyrics)
i wrote this for a co-worker who's boyfriend was beating her up,i tried to help her,but she did'nt want it,today she's still with him,and puts up with his crap,i can never understand why a girl would stick up for someone like this....unbelieveable!!!
gift of love
hello, my precious one, please allow me another moment to love you, oh my, my breathing has become but shallow breaths, my face, lined with age, curled up in joy, sound! my ears have become echo chambers of vibration, your penetration of me is so com
early mouse
christmas, sometime back...not really a poem...someone that I was fond of and admired
life's a joy
My greatest fear is that I may never be granted the blessing of ever having the height of passion, the precious gift of mere words, and the beloved, warm, understanding of you, to realize, accept, and fully welcome my, only too humble, only too deep,
mouse
short ditty from the past about a dear eastern friend who was ill
Shedded Light By-M.S.
This was written after breaking up with the father of my son.
A Beautiful Day Born Anew
The night breaks into a new dawn Embalming what once-was to what will-be Cocooning itself into a mirror of reflection Allowing the radiance of light to beckon forth This journey-of-light continues once more To bring warmth to souls akin Where
Adoration Of Thanks
Recently, a situation transpired that affected every aspect of my life. Through faith, time, patience and prayer - the healing has process has blossomed. This poem is dedicated to the individuals that kept my predicament within their thoughts and prayers.
love's fade
an older blog entry
Anyone's Affection
Being rejected repeatedly by people hurts. After so long, you do what you need to just to feel appreciated. Sometimes all you want is kindness from the right people, and sometimes what you end up with is whatever you want from the wrong.
The Feeling of Flying
Don't you, too? :)
Adopting Love
I didn't ask for this But when it found me, I took it in And I nurtured it So in as much as I enjoyed it And it became dear to my soul as I took it in Fed it Watered it Kept it warm I become familiar With this little thing Called 'love'
hmm, thoughts
I was reading the top of this site and saw where it said write your own poetry so as i was sitting here 5 minutes ago, i jotted this down. thats all,.
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Angel
I write this poem for a woman I like but she don't noticed to me but I can't write good but I write my heart
Voices In My Head
What can I say that the voices in my head would all agree on :-)
Squirrel's Song
Honey Nut Clusters will be holding a service.
~Dear~Lord~P~le-a...
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fading from love.
....ok well the truth is, i wrote this poem for my ex girlfreind when we started falling apart in an effort to tell her how i feel. i wanted to let her know that if we were going to fall apart that ide still be there for her when she needed me the most.
These Pickers
Blood stained fingers and mucasy clothes. Why do these pickers pick their nose? Didn't their mamas ever love them, or the man in the sky up above them? Is it natural instinct? Who taught this trade? They pick, look, and smile at what their no
Time for Love
Hey, Time passes Quickly. Don't have regrets!!!
Autumn
i wrote this as a child :)
A Lady With Low IQ
just a joke...hehe pls don't misunderstand. this is just a funny self portrait...
Jesus' Light
These are my personal thoughts on Jesus (my brother, my best friend)...
Truth Voiced
An appreciation to the many teachers and pastors that have graced my life with their words of wisdom...
The Sanctity Of Love
I wrote this poem during my transition back home (another crossroad)...
Rememberance
Your spirit emanates within our hearts The ‘covenant of destiny’ graciously fulfilled Memories ‘precious’… never left-behind OUR Father’s love endures forevermore
Where Does OUR Faith In God Lie...?
An idea brought-upon from a Bible Study group - the intention was to write one 91) sentence on YOUR faith in God; instead, I chose a different path...
Desert Flower
twas said never to pluck a desert flower that this would be our finest hour then the waters came, washed you away where, oh where, is my blossom today? where can I find her? does anyone know? taken root somewhere, continued to grow? or is she
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Untitled War, Part One
I guess this is more of a scratchpad poem than something I should be posting as finished, but I don't want to lose it, and I haven't the time to finish it presently. The idea of nuclear war should scare anyone. We are at a point where humans are literally capable of destroying the ability for our planet to sustain life. I originally was looking to write an introduction for another poem I had written, which is a post-war setting, although reposting things I've written outside of CS is not something I do. Anyhow, it is what it is. Sadness.
love potion #9
toxic love...maybe too much of a good thing?..did you ever wonder what it made you do...or change the way you think,..just my take on this highly addictive drug..cheers!!
Everybody's Love Poem
Love, like water, exists all around us- Only it's state is changed.
Faithfulness
Have you considered, perhaps, not only whom you place your faith in, but who might place their faith in you?
The Case for Happiness
Spending your whole life consumed in pain and grief will not make you a martyr. Understand that the reason we hate such things as war and famine, is because we enjoy their opposites. Who would work so hard to till the soil, without tasting the fruit?
Burn it to the ground
This is really about a messy breakup, which was really all my fault. I knew it would be unpleasant for both of us, but I made the move to leave anyways, for reasons that are rooted in fear and self-doubt. As much as I might like to go back and redo things, I can't help but think.. If a person can't take you back into their life, should you really want to go back? How long do you let yourself be ignored before you stop looking back?
White Skies
A few years ago, I had made the acquaintance of a beautiful woman, who expressed some fond interest in me. Thought she was ten years my senior, she was all I could want for a time, and when I found she was interested in me, it was such a boon. We spoke, we met a few times. The last time we met, she was moving. She didn't offer any idea of new address, and I thought we should speak again. Never since have I seen her. Years, years, and yet I don't forget.
And lunacy reigns supreme...
At first only a hint of it is perceived, Someone bumping into us in the street, An innocuous word here, A ‘wrong’ look there, A text message is not returned fast enough[translate that to ‘instantly’...] And the fish is baited, You’re cruelly ho