THE FLOWER OF THE DESIRE
ardent passion
FEMME
love
MAMA MADE ME
I WROTE THIS POEM WHEN MY MOM PASSED AWAY, AT THAT TIME GOT NO DAD TOO. I WAS AN ORPHAN. SO ALL MY LIFE I HAVE BEEN READING IT. KEEPING IN SIDE MY LOCKER. TRAVELLING WITH IT EVERY WHERE I GO.IT HELPS ME WHEN I AM DOWN. I AM IN MY 40S BUT WHEN I AM ALL ALONE AND DAYS ARE COLD STILL REMEMBER HER AND WHEN I RECITE IT I SEE MY CHILD HOOD AND LAUGH.
at the dark shore
feelings and emotions
NO TIME TO DIE
all my poem reflect my real life experience. i broke up with a lady that i deeply inlove with. we were about to to be one piece. Then her family refused her to marry me because i had a certain financial back ground. i let her go thou it dented my heart. i tried to move on but her smell still haunt me upto now.
TRUE LOVE
That is how I feel about a true love
POETRY AND PROSE
As a child, growing up, most of the poems I learned at school were of the traditional type. Memorizing and reciting them, which I enjoyed, were part of the learning exercise. Free verse, a modern form of poetry, was a new experience for me. Over the years, I jotted down some of my thoughts on things, especially, on Nature topics. I always considered such writings to be prose. It was only after I learned of free verse, that I saw that they could also be viewed as poetry with a slight variation in the line layout to create a sense of metre. I referred to such writing as poetic prose and labelled some of my earlier poems as such.
Lament Of Yesteryear
Dream your dreams of yesteryear When you were young and free Drown your sorrows in your cup And cry for all that’s been Let those tears from your eyes Trickle down your cheeks As you wail “why, oh why, Has age crept upon me?” Forgotten ar
In Love
Self explanatory
Oblivious
Pleasant thoughts..
Ozarks Rising Sun
it's a shagbark hickory thing..
Sirens Song and Odysseus - take two
may the fizz be with you
bad santa
xmas time haiku
NATURE'S BAIT.
we have a few of the bays on the west coast of NZ......lethal but inviting to the visitor....
reverse UFO engineering
I tried to sell a second-hand dishwasher to the travelling community of Sligo
Texas Roadhouse
My big gripe with this place is it is way too crowded.
Eyes of a Country Girl
There is much to be said about life growing up and living on a small farm in a small town.
distant resistant
I decided to make trifle successfully of course otherwise I would have not made a decision to do so
Lays or lies
Sex/relationships respond not to rules -emotion rules.
Sandie
Connection, life within clouds. I couldn't write directly to her but I had to write. I felt that love had flown but was so buoyed by the love I'd known. 8 weeks to uncover too much too soon, online & telephone realities & runes. Mellifluous her voice like a gentle sea breeze," it's only me "she would say, setting my spirit free.
Break-up
Wintery weather occasionally stirs up sadness
Flower Of The Hills
A kind of scriptural redefinition of flesh and beauty......
Portals of Time
Reflecting on what a "day" is...metaphorically of course.....in a sonnet for just the fun of it....why else?
SHOOTING STAR
1/29/2019: Today is the 33rd Anniversary of the explosion of the spaceship Challenger! So much danger in exploring the stars. Therefore - dedicate this poem to both Challenger and Columbia. So sad! I wrote this in 2002 when the Spaceship Columbia shattered on re-entry to Earth. It was just before we went to war in the middle east. As usual, when I'm upset, I turn to my poems.
prompted by a Kid
just a wink and a smile
Love Will Endure
Love is all about believing who you are what you already believe.
waterfall
The experience was like Standing by a towering waterfall Casting a mist that played with light A harpist's fingers making prisms And I felt the mist settle On my brow Weeping willows swept softly While I gazed at the calm
Music’s song
I listen to music I remember days, New Saddle blankets, dusty gear Sweet straw under beauty’s feet The air mocks days in duster and hat Rain popping on felt I feel the wetness on my cheek I’m in love with this moment I listen to music and
Tender Heart
Ah well!!
Crossing the Silent River
“Let silence take you to the core of life.” -Rumi
Silent walk
Heat of the sun The motion of the water laps the sandy beach Cool breeze The heat envelopes ones senses The gentle breeze Blows within the trees Sound of quite tone Fills ones ears One is at peace As one walks the waters edge Bare f
One Day...........
Need to return to my country of birth .............
Baby come along
just thinking about a man I use to date
The Value of Pie
Call me pedantic, but sometimes there can be no compromise.
Over
Finally the show's over. done. only me standing there applauding you.. you played a compelling part, true to the lies you told to the end. your performance was a work of art second to none. I've been beat, out done. All an act just a mirage. tryin
~ Cuddle ~
Tis the warmth of a hug!
MEET AND GREET
the thousands I have taught to dance over the years, the ordeal of the first time, certainly gives you something to remember.....and not all good memories...LOL...but much easier for children .....
Mighty Soup
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
bulb
I had a great time.
When Wisdom Whispers
Little rhyming and rhythmic melody…..about listening to your gut feelings.
Tears From a Red Rose
The red rose is touched by dew :- Tears from a red rose Blood from her womb So few will know. Known by so few Tears from a red rose So few will know. Blood from her womb Tears from a red rose So few will know. © lovecanbereal A
Growing old
Old age creeps upon my face Skin now wrinkles Gone my youth The smooth gone now wrinkled part of me Pain in my heart pain in my sole From my life's toil My heart ache From pain older wiser I am now But still think if my youth gone los