Fool in View
The illusion of love and how short lived it can be.
Your Vision Faded
About lost love and rejection
Aching Survival
The routine of daily labor of the working class.
Hollow den
It is about loneliness and feelings one must endure because of it.
All They Can Say
He thought one day it would stop but the harassment never ends After many years have gone by no one wants to say Why they still hate this man Many view him as simple minded just a gullible soul He keeps on being kind They keep on being cold
Judge me not from guddudenz
When I wrote it, it was hard finding the exact words to match my feelings. It is not targeted at anyone, its just saying what I saw when I was in that rehabilitation center, to what I see now.
Who Am I To Say
World only listens to a few great men time causes everything to fade away People don't know where they're going only a few know where they've been What will tomorrow bring who am I to say Talk to a lady say miss how can I help you She'll reply
For Jamie
When my second husband died, I think I may have relied too heavily on my daughter for strength, it was her step father, and she has always been the spiritual one.. still I wonder. what toll, this has taken on her.
DO NOT READ THIS!
Wow! This one is WAY DIFFERENT from any of my usual styles. It felt like I was on a high as I wrote it, or rather, it wrote itself. I just arranged the words on a piece of brown paper bag as I sat at a bus stop. I believe the first time a child catches a parent in a lie, or observes them doing something immoral or illegal, they are very confused and sadly may even, like the child in this poem, question that parents love for them. And now for something completely different...Is the crying this little girl heard coming from outside or inside the house? Is it her mother? Her sister? Does she believe it could be her daddy that's making it happen. And what could this child possibly feel when she looks at him? She asks him twice if he loves her.
Alone On a Mountain
Sometimes we need not worry about time.
no title
seasons of the wind,we dream silence as slow as the mountain breathing Autumns scarecrows
INTERNAL LIE DETECTOR
Real reaction I feel when I'm untruthful, whether on purpose or not.
Skin wear
In England, they talk about having your heart on your sleeve... in France we talk about having your heart on the edge of your skin.. à fleur de peau... which is kind of difficult to translate... on the edge doesn't give credit to it.. but the idea is there.. just underneath the surface.. I say I wear my heart on my skin.. kinda combination of both languages I guess... Anyway... I like the text.. I made a nice blues out of it!
MUD RIVER REVIVAL
As a kid in West Virginia we'd sometimes try to sneak a peek at the Mud River Revival because of all the commotion heard going on up the river.
MY TELEPHONE INSIDE
Self talk. Be ready 24/7 for a "call" from your Telephone Inside. Just might be the one you've been waiting for. Just a little humor.
YET INSPIRED
Frank Zappa once said, "It's a drag being rejected." True. But to me, interpreting our world differently than most is evidence that we're on a more enlightened journey through this reality, whatever the f**k it is!?
A real friend
talking with A very real friend
Creatures of Grey Matter
To put it simply it is about missed opportunity and being reminded about it within the city's surroundings.
Goodbye to Aida
A good friend of a very dear person to me passed yesterday. She was only 50. May she Rest In Peace.
Anytime Soon
Jesus is coming back You know that's a fact Anytime soon The trumpets will surely sound People dropping their cell phones to the ground Anytime soon Last text message read Someone has raised the dead Anytime soon Earthquakes tsunami b
Mean People
Just pissed off at some of my coworkers, nothing new here.
294 simple words
just some very simple words
The big thaw........
Seeking the morning sun in winter always brings back this fond memory back home..........a special place .......
Cash Call
The first part is an actual advertisement with the late Gary Coleman as their pitchman. The last part you won't ever see on TV, but these money lending places are making out worse than bandits.
feathers
From illness one leaves the body Transits in time To natures comforts To trees that whistle in the wind Leafs brushed aside they fall to the ground One now sits preens and wings stretch Yuor past clean your past gone Now traition is done on
red sun
Rise its a new day To bask in the heat the sun Temps high Radiates it generates Warmth that ray of sun Heat envelopes Wraps the soul warms the body Comforts are soul Heat absurbs wheres it gone Into the body Heals are soul The joy of
The Things I Miss
This Poem Comes from my heart and soul.
Rise and Shine
It crept upon me slowly one dawn on nightmare street, silent calls in cushioned halls of every room to peek Lost among the shadows captive by the trance, to see another world beyond the music and the dance Tracked the call of natu
ATTITUDE.
daily life.....
INFINITY'S END
Infinity's End is just another Beginning. We're already there.
Genesis of the Dead
A new 'vague scribble' for you all; a short-short story this time; watching the classic George Romero zombie movies over the weekend set me thinking- apart from some vague hints in 'Night of the living dead' it has never been explained in canon just WHERE this virus came from- no copyright infringement intended, this is fan-fiction written for entertainment purposes only...and please, no wars in the comments section-yes, i know it's a story not a poem as such, and fellow fans of the genre may well disagree with my take on this; why not accept the challenge of the pen and write your own genesis story?
The sad life
It is about this weekend and the lives with her family and friends
Without Salt
You look good enough to eat If indeed we ever meet, You will surely feel the heat, When our souls collide My sweet
The end of time
Just stange
MINER'S SOUL
I'm a native West Virginian. There were many miners in our clan. When mechanized mining and mountain top removal replaced human hands for extracting coal, West Virginia fell into a recession that is still apparent today.
Unsure
I write how I feel I conform to conventional rhyme schemes and structures when I feel like it. If ever I find The spring of love finds my heart My life will blossom
I'm a Dreamer
I dream of all kinds of things Of Angels and butterfly wings Shooting stars to make a wish on Blessings from the rays of the sun S
Visiting Plainfield
Ed Gein is one of the most iconic figures around the Halloween season, which the stores are already promoting since it is the second most decorated holiday after Christmas.
TRUTH ABOUT LIFE
LIFE IS SHORT SMILE WHILE YOU STILL HAVE TEETH
Love allways
This poem is about how people are connected through universal consciousness and how we are all spiritual people in a physical body and how we can have a strong spiritual connection so that when we meet we both feel like we all ready know one another
Love allways
This poem is about how people are connected through universal consciousness and how we are all spiritual people in a physical body and how we can have a strong spiritual connection so that when we meet we both feel like we all ready know one another
IF I WAS A TREE
All too often I have a moment of clarity concerning the truth that things aren't always what they seem.