SUMMER NIGHT
7/2/2022: Lately I have hit a very long dry spell since COVID-19 hit - being isolated you would think it would have been an incentive for creative juices but did quite the opposite.
Send my love to you..(To CS community)
To all my maidens who know how much I love them, and all the golden knights.. Cafe Forever in love with you
My dearest
My dearest love When I'm in your arms My hearts at home When I look into your eyes My heart melts When were hand and hand It's only you and me You're a man who can bring me to my knees I haven't felt a love like yours I feel so safe
Karma
Confetti bubbles in a heart while bullets surf a brain Unspoken deeds rewritten to hide an act of shame To Strive and Thrive within a page of life and love and honor when trust is sold as promised land to devil... from a Mother. When one can
HEAR THE ANGELS WEEPING
Update 3/4/2022: Also, for all the innocent children being slaughtered in Ukraine in the senseless battle brought on by another nation in their homeland. For all the innocent children who are being slaughtered at our schools and around the world.
My Dog
I made order in the attic and found my dog's collar. It still has her smell...i started to cry realising how much i was missing her....so that poem came to me. And like usually Robert thanks for your corrections
The Last Call
Behind the black curtain She sits in a chair Waiting for her name to be called As she sits and waits night time falls the halls have been cleared the walls all bare How long has it been Since somebody has been here Her once beautiful
The Other Side
“Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road, Which to discover we must travel too.” (Omar Khayyam – The Rubaiyat, verse 46) Omar Khayyam was a Persian mathematician, astronomer, and poet. He was born on May 18, 1048 and died on December 4, 1131. The verse of his poem quoted was written more than nine centuries ago. The message of his poem still holds today. My poem, “The Other Side”, is in line with the quoted verse from Khayyam's poem and is not meant to disparage the religious beliefs of anyone.
Times aren’t so good
I have great admiration for you. I believe with strength and prayer we’re gonna get through this together. I love you so much my big brother him .
Crucify me do
This poem is about parking the cross for a while to dream a little, before flight.... either that or its about being tired of one's luck. Each carrier to their own take
50 shades of an afterwork surf
50 shades of an after work surf I returned home one night after a long day. I pulled up walked up the driveway, as I opened the door I caught a faint smell of lemon scent. I followed my nose as I entered the living room there she was laying on th
Marvels of Migration Part 1 (Pt 2 is continuation)
Read the continuation to finish, as Part 2 for Further information on this fascinating subject. Read Godwits-Long haul Champions by Keith Woodley over 200 pages of facts, photos and a good read.
Hard times
LUV YA..
Witness.
The empathy and isolation I felt for someone in pain.
Ecliptic Silence
Lyric
The Beggar…
Time is a blur…, I’m driving home in rural Africa, nursing a very, very broken heart, A Greek goddess called Diana is responsible, I stop at a petrol station, Suddenly, I became aware of a presence next to me, I look up, a young African man, wit
RIPPLES OF CHANGE
I started this a couple of days ago and just finished it today, May 4th. This poem is definitely a reflection of all the things that have been on my mind the past few weeks. As we get older, we can't help looking back over our lives. Being forgiven becomes as much a part of being able to forgive in the course of healing. Looking outside ourselves, yet deeply inward, past the stuff we would rather not look at. I feel that all the work I've done on myself in recovery the past 22 years, has made me a better person, sure. But only now do I feel I am truly ready to love that one special man for the rest of my life. I just don't know his name yet. THANK YOU for taking the time to have a read.
Schmaltzy, Saccharine Sweet...Dreams
Well, MacDuff suggested a Schmaltzy, Saccharine Sweet poem, and this is the best I could come up with! Sorry ladies.... maybe I need some lessons in romance! I'm available for tutoring! ;-)
The Irish Fisherman
I wrote this for a extremely talented fellow poet and friend Can any one guess who he is?
NOW!!!
Let’s listen to the silence – it’s important, We lose so often great and special moments. Just look at sky – it’s full of dreams and light, And our lives – significant and bright. Keep quiet and listen to new baby born, And look at growing sm
Sorry I have a secret that I haven't told you!
LOL I think it's funny but my friends at work told me this is bad dead joke.. Y_Y lol so I just try post it here too... lol just wanna prove that my friends told me lies or my joke is really dead..+_+ LOL
~Boundaries of love~
What we all search for in life.
Do You
Yah..another lost love poem Oh heck...just go and have fun its less stressful...lol.
Aborted babies cry!
Hear the babies Cries!
It’s Not for Me
to decide how things must be or tell you what is best for you, nor clothes of a bystander wear, watching silently while you are threatened or killed. So, in your life, what role do I play? How does one make a difference but not get in your li
Yogurt - Lite
with a nod to "Multiple meanings" by boyshchrm6
THE ORACLE of ASGARD
just wondering....Andrew....xxx
I love my Poet Friends
To all my poet friends who've read and incouraged my efforts, and special thanks to the Dream Weaver master Andrew who e-mailed me in my first week trying to write..lol.kickit,Mike,Swade Mac,Christian,Hank.Simpleme,Cat,Witchy,Billiegirl, Jeddah Queen. Beautifulyou, Niah, Quietstorm,MIRIKIA,pILGRIM, dAbOMB, and this list goes on and on and sorry if I can't recall a name at this moment, but to all who not only commented on a poem of mine but gave a special lil' push that touched my heart....cafetwo2010 I love You!!!!!!!!!!!
Summer Love
Summer Love Sunshine, fresh air, laughter
Just a thought
xxx....keep writing guys an gals
Angel Without Wings
Some woman just really get to you.
Loneliness!
loneliness is a sad state. yet so many of us have to endure. just wanted to highlight this state.
Old Man Winter
I don't play well in the cold..lol.
Apricot Wine
Thought it time for a Chuckle.
Poet published
Kickit just published his first book
A worthy inspiration..
Life is meaningless without the hope of love..
Return of the Admiral's Cake Trolley ~ Rob’s Style
In fond remembrance of the Cake Trolley!
LOVE CANT BE BOUGHT
Its the one thing in life i cant seem to grasp.I live for love..i want so much to find it.So if your out there please stop by.
i love ur beauty shine eyes
really she have a very beautiful shine eyes ,i ever seen???
don’t leave your baggage at the door…
Hi… Come on in…is that heavy. Let me help you with that…it appears you’ve collected quite a few things over the years…don’t be shy…open it up and let’s see what we find. Ah, a pair of worn shoes…just needs resoling…not a problem, I know the best sh
LIVING ALONE...
it is not easy to live alone untill our death, here.
"FRIENDS"
To have a true friend in your life, it's worth having those friends:)