Legend
The shimmer of the moonlight on the lake, the gentle slapping of the waves, and the lonely call of the Loon, whispering legends of love immortal. You ponder the near silence and serenity, of the scene, gentle breezes in you hair, and echoes o
Only The Heart Really Knows
The wounded heart!
~ nOW hUSH ~ mY cHILD ~
~ aS i cOMMUNE ~ ~ wITH yOU mY fRIEND ~ ~ sUCH fEELINGS fLOW ~ !! oF lOVE aGAIN !! !! wE aRE ~ i aM !! !! yOU ~ oVERWHELM !! !! sWEET lOVE ~ dOTH fLOW !! !! wITH yOU ~ aT hELM !! ~ nOW hUSH ~ mY cHILD ~ ~ i'LL tAKE yOUR
Xmas Shopping
Shopping in the winter is sometimes like this.
I feel you....
I feel you walking softly through the recesses of my soul, Gently touching here and there leaving echoes of where you've been. I feel you silently calling my name, beckoning me towards you, Yet as I arrive to where you have been you are no longer
angels eyes 2
sometimes in are dreams things seem so real i believe in angels but im also confused was it real both times what did it mean
Whats Writers Block
Writers block, writers block hanging around I pick the pen up then I put it back down, I search my head but not a thing to be found as if my brain has left me without a sound, I'll keep on scaning right through my head for it's the only way my p
a story of two hearts
about me and my greatest girl friend yet
I love you more..
Sometimes it's hard for me to say to you.. All of the things that I want to And it's not that I don't care.. Because you know I do.. Sometimes, I hold back maybe out of fear. But then I guess .. sometimes, Maybe we all do. And I w
Blackheart
Everytime i look at you i see my past my present and my future all wrapped up so perfectly. It would be so easy just to be with you To say good-bye to all of the reasons why.. It could never work with him.. And yet,even now.. I can'
Truth And Trust
I just want you to think what is happening to us and this nation and where are we in our life,Think about our troops and what they are doing for all of us.please think about it and pray for them
Why Can't I Forget You?
You know as hard as I have tried, I just can’t forget how I feel when I’m with you, or the way things so effortlessly come together when we’re alone and it’s just us two. It’s been like that from the beginning. I can remember when we first saw
Being
truth, love and light shine on
"Remodeling"
the twisted discourse squeezed the life from the moment as sure as the ivy destroyed the willow in the back yard ever climbing in the darkness of night never ceasing until a crecendo led to disbandment of relations of old illicit accusations im
the unknown
heaven is the are only place are only hope are only faith
Loves Constant Journey
Searching for love in possibly all the wrong places.
Unveiled
Being deceived by someone I loved and trusted deeply...
You
you came into my life like the knight in my dreams but were are you now are you sleeping? hummingbird like kisses passionate touch I met you in another life long ago the life paths we written are entwined your smiling eyes your breath so sweet
The Words of Love are Written
Memories of a Love once shared by soulmates
Am I A Friend
Do you Know Me? Am I A Friend? I daren’t say, Lest it may offend. You inspire, Precious are your words, Though you may not know, How I thirst. I sought after you, I had nothing to offer, Just humble friendship, Which’s all I hunge
sidewalk chalk
Its about waiting for my daughter to forgive me after the divorce trying to give her time and space and living with the distance
Tell me..
Tell me how many times Did you think to me? Tell me how many times Did u remeber my face? Tell me how many times Yo felt my long hair Touching it in the night Tell me how many times Did u feel my sweet kiss? On your soft lips? Tell me how
im looking for
im still alone 2010
Come To Me...
A tribute for real love
Just Tell Me
Ah!..but if it was just so easy... and I could go to Dunkin Donuts and pay a price, and pick you out among the precious tray of culinary delights, and bring you home and take a bite of ecstasy. Rows of trays, so artfully designed sprinkles, wh
Come Hither To Me
Come hither to me and our passions will rise as the sea builds and swells within itself. And our spasms will crest as we ride each new wave and soon will forget that there were ever any
For you I"ll fly
beautiful song :D
Fiendish Friend
This is about people who take there friends for granted, even when there is a risk of loosing the friendship.
To be happy...
To be happy u need an Important thing -to be To be healthy if u have This u can make everything You can enjoy to walk To read,towrite ,to smile To enjoy by smile of others To listen music ,to eat a A good food,to meet friends
MISSING YOU SO MUCH FROM QUEBEC!
i wrote this poem for my soulmate.she is my source of inspiration and strenght in far away Quebec.
not this man ????
you reily can't love me can you
perfect
we will struggle to make it through
Is This Me???
comment on what you think of the poem. I appreciate it thank you
rut
you and I been a long time, wasting our time, on ourselves we've been out sendin' glances, warm romances, to someone else all the time, times been passin', with little passion with the one we hold can you feel the cold? it sure has gotten ol
An Oldfashioned Christmas
After discussing for hours which is the nicest indeed The Family watches as dad finally cuts down the tree Walnuts and nutcrackers, shells on the floor Babies are crying, small cherubs that we all adore Stockings hung full and candles' light danc
tjoatmbwtfs
Boredom makes me produce decent enough poems. This one even has a little country tune to go with it. If you're nice, I might it sing for you. :D Critiques please.
She listens
She stands and listens to the wind sing a tune across time and space the gentle throb of a lonely ache she listens to his beating heart She stands and sings to the wind a quiet song about space and time the ebb and flow of a restless soul sh
Life's Melody
The song of life can be so simple you can even hum along with me, I know the tune will sound familiar It’s one of life’s many melodies… There’s no need to have a great voice or a prerequisite for any endowment, over time we have written the l
"Riding high"
a blast from the past...circa late 60's
I Understand Now!
sorry if my poem kinda sucks i wrote this when i was 9 years old the last verse i worte today... but that poem was about my brother who passed away when i was just 5 years old... and how i didn't understand why he wasnt with me
day of redemption
it is what it is?
'Politicans Irish Style'
Politican in Ireland are still talking a load of shite!