FRISKIE THE SQUIRREL
I have written about five poems about Friskie my grandson used to just love for me to tell his about friskie befor he went to sleep
Dreaming Places....
This short poem is describing how my soul feels every day....
No Matter When
My father died when I was an infant and as an adult I have only allowed myself to think about the loss once a year on the anniversary of his death. This is what I felt on the 50th one.
Decision: Rap-Song
Oh my girl—I decided Decided ooooh Let’s go I wanna let my heart show—its crimson passion in full flow—I was your past dream long—ago—before this—now the rain’s coming down—beside—each other we can bliss—this—out: I’ll rub you the right way, r
flying soul
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I've grown tired of the vicious cycles ... of the do's and dont's the wrong's and right's I've lost the will to fight to stand against bliss with ignorance by myside to stand upon my own pride with nothing inside moving forward to crawl to wal
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We are blind fools... Seeking a pathway thru the mystic mist We perceive something that just isn't there, Finding refuge within eachothers love, Showing no sign of weakness, nor despair We are mere dogs ravaging against impossible fates, ba
an old chair
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Shes so beautiful and strong but she just doesn't see it Hoping her dreams and reality will one day see eye to eye Sadly her life is like a puzzle, nothing seems to fit Her smiles portray a happy girl in love, no one would've guessed That every
lipes
i am sorry but i translate this to english, you know how much dificult
Angel’s Dust
Just the way I feel
Sensual Love: Part I
Baby—your body’s my desire—this affair makes me higher—slyer I aspire to a physical touch—sensual fantasy’s to inspire—me in this fire This is a love plan—I’m on a mission—don’t let this passion misfire.
Tis Autumn
Pumpkins in the fields Gold among the brown Leaves of rust and scarlet Trembling slowly down Birds that travel southward Lovely time to play Nothing is as pleasant As an autumn day! Gatherers are a'foraging nuts abound they find tempered
Mushy Guy!!!!! : Fun :O
Oh, darling, I love you Oh, my Juliet, I love you Oh, Mom, I love you Oh, Dad,I love you Oh, my friends,I love you Oh, sky,I love you Oh, tree,I love you Oh, kiss, I love you Oh, hug, I love you Oh, you,I love you Oh, me,I love you Oh, th
The Photo
Thought about this site when I decided to write this However the photos posted are of me without the use of the PC.
plato's touch
Plato’s Touch So close,so distant Her mesmerizing eyes opaque windows Too frosted for love To find a way in Or out Windows looking into a tormented soul Rocked about in a raging storm My few moments with you have beenValhalla A short I
Not Your Enemy..
Sometimes we are our own worst enemy..and critic.
the meaning of love
To love is to share life together to build special plans just for two to work side by side and then smile with pride as one by one, dreams all come true. To love is to help and encourage with smiles and sincere words of praise to take time t
a wanderer
the poem is all about unreciprocated love, you know that there is so much willingness in giving it, sharing it yet it often ends up a one way street, thus we always wander amidst uncertain times waiting and longing... yet so uncertain.
Ideal Partner
Just my thoughts
I met you in my dreams (part one)
Sorry it is so long and in 2 parts.It started as a romantic poem but after 2 lines my wicked sence of humour took over and I could not stop writing.I hope it brings a smile to your face.
who am I really?!
I am lost all the time chasing myself around and around. I get dizzy allot so I am writing about it:)
I met you in my dreams (part two)
As I have said in part one sorry it is so long.Still hope it brings a smile to your face
HERE I STAND
HERE I STAND Strong and brave, is who I am. Alone and hurt, here I stand. Thinking of you each and every day. Here I stand with nothing to say. You'll never truly know or understand how much I care. Here I st
Be My Dove
Lonelines is a state of mind we all at some time battle to overcome
losing you
Last night, I had a dream of you, The dream just remain with me. I'll hold it in my quiet heart And feel it constantly. If we could make time disappear, Null past and future, Make the moment flower, Then we could love with neither false hope
~I Love my Life~
Smiles everyone lol. cheers!
What Does a Girl Want?
Dear Reader, What does a girl really want? The answer to this is what I want This is—I think—a big question even for Immanuel Kant Of course, this question is a front The main one is: what does a girl not want? I hope you’ll help me, but if you
The loss of me
I feel broken and shaking and all this pain I want to just go away. all the people that never stayed. i just want to be loved and cared for and treated right. all the lies and drama I want to look past. I want to find happiness life is cr
2 POEMS LETTING GO & A TIME
LETTING GO Letting go of the fear and letting go of my past. Letting go of the untruthful side of me, and taking of the mask. Letting all the pain slowly fade away. Slowly starting to learn how to live for today. Le
Walk the Path with Jesus
HAVE FAITH
Moses’ Rod!
Hi God I am Moses’ Rod He used me to prod Your men into giving you a nod Unfortunately, now I’ve lost my prophet-bod Please send him my greeting aubade Let him know I am now in Baghdad
Good Girl
It is a little hazy The girl is like an English daisy She is interested in "The Maid Turned Mistress" by Battista Pergolesi
why did she kill that child..?
a true experience from a hospital...
Are You As Lonely?
Sometimes I miss the ones I have loved. Even when I shouldn't.
The torpid Field
The Torpid Field Though you appear as an innocent aged field upon your earth my secret lust is concealed. Your thorny thatch my naked body scathed when in passion I did adulterously behave! You wronged me as I did my faithful mate that night
Reality
Have you ever looked at sky riding airplane or flying a kite That is just how your emotions should be for something you know you can see Your dreams are like a kite just keep flying till flys your way Hold on if it takes all day Might not happen at
IM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE IT ALL OUT.
IM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE IT ALL OUT. I live my life with with fear and doubt. I like music and i love it loud. I'm a city girl im not from a unknown small town. I break daown and i scream and shout . I like to make things out of
Rising Moon
My mood is dark, I’m full of gloom, just like the night, before new moon. Pitch, black darkness, with shards of light, not much joy, but lots of fright. I feel bitter and twisted, like I won’t be missed, if I were to leave, there won’t
Burned Alive
It burned hot that day. My charcoal remains did nothing more then pay tribute to the wild fire that consumed me. I had soaked myself in kerosene, hoping I would catch a spark, and I did. As you spoke, I grabbed each falling ember from your
The Dove
Here alone in my bed, I lay with thoughts inside my head. Of the day that has just been, and all the things that I have seen. Of each mornings crimson rays, a perfect start to every day, and all the people I’ve met, or those I have not met y
Chocolate
The bean was the beginning; the fetus of a king, the child of a god, ending as a perfect peace of chocolate, resting in your finger tips. The chocolate seduces your lips to part ways. Pulls your jaw down far enough too slip in past the split in y