Mirror - Mirror
Mirror - Mirror what do you see Other than a reflection of me Do you see all of my sorrows Or the future of all my tomorrows The sadness that lurks behind the eyes The happenings that have made me wise Lost loves that pains to remember Or ne
MY LOVE
Waiting and waiting for Love to come
Black Marbles
Re-edit...
Broken Man
Men and their cars!!, the great compensator, I wrote this about four years ago, it still makes me smile. We used to have a funny night on here, those were the days, for those who can remember.
Cafe Challenge/Who is she?
Who is the female movie star I'm most attracted to. There's actually 'maybe' three or four that are very close but the one that drives me crazy you must guess. Do you really know the kind of woman that can pull my chain? Take a guess. She's a mo
Unforgiven
While morning 's light creeps silently through the ivory curtain, She awakens to the sound of a red winged blackbird, singing a haunting song of promises to come. She reaches over and entwines her fingers through his, and contentedly l
Spam
You never know!! or do you??
A Little Poem for You
...more like a song - just popped into my head, so wrote it down. Not being a poet or musician, I've never had that happen before... Just thinking of going to visit someone, then having to leave... (Sure hoping it's not someone else's words. I googled it... doesn't appear I got it from anyone-lol-be sure & write me, though, if it seems familiar)
Road to Nowhere
I love being a miserable git!!!
Why Do I Love You..
my personal life
Last Breath
Maybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!.
Torch of Love
enreturned love, like a dying candle
Thoughts of Romance
Romance Theme
Longing
We often try to hide the fact that we really need someone.
Languishing With Siberia
Ah my friends, I watch so much from the outside, yet who are we to percieve poetry. You write, I write, are we so different?, I have a love so far from the maddening crowd, let me bestow you, with thoughts, of a longing, of a past love that sees itself with Siberia, the coldness, the emptyness, the heartlessnes and the lonelyness. But it has its own beauty and it certainly has its own ghosts. Are we not but ghosts of the future, and who will recognise this ghost of one we approved and loved upon. All I can offer you my friends is poetry, born of emotion, born of freedom but most of all born of passion. Poetry is not about metre, not the correct syllables, not precise in its manner, it is about you!! and your wants and needs, embrace me for I am poet!!. I have been missing, but to many not forgotten, may the peace of poetry be upon you all.
My ANZAC
In recognition of Anzac day an my grandfathers contribution 'lest we forget'
If I Could (1) ( A Trilogy)
Bloody Hell!!, my watch just stopped!!
A Child's Pain
No words necessary.
Dark Matter
The only thing that matters in this cursed dark universe... Are things unseen in sick dark dreams that bring what surely hurts... Invisible stars too far to reach elude me every time... Dark matter is the element that can make your dark stars shin
Ghostwriter
This haunted temple of mine inside is just a spirit prison... Housing cold dark spirits that control my every thought... I have not chosen these frozen and unholy written visions... And though I'm blessed, I am a mess, and thoroughly possessed...
Into Forever (Shadows Challenge)
Will you walk with me into forever Holding my hands without time We'll ride Halley's comet to the dark side of
dreams
I am in the dream overdrive lately Thanks all for your read. SR
Paper Moon
Just another poem
MOON OF MY ANCESTORS
I wrote this poem as a result of my trip to Ireland. It was actually SIX years ago that I went and May 8th was the day I returned to my front door. The connection I felt in Ireland was something so moving and deeply spiritual for me. Leaving was like being torn from my soul. I hope you enjoyed it!~
Losing Faith
I than looked up to the heavenly sky, but temptation burned my wings before I learned to fly So then I fell deeply into those quiet somber nights There I found my heart was blistered and my mouth tongue twisted and tied
A Poem For My Fellow Poets
A cowboy poet's view on writing poetry and sharing it with fellow poets and readers.
Rattles
just some black humour!!
Book of Life
sometimes reflection is not a good thing, but hey! we all have our stories to tell!!
Warrior
soppy bugger, but its me!!
A Poets Challenge For all to join
the canvas is all yours dear poets, be inspired...
Sweet Lady of the Lakes and Fells
A Sonnet to my poetess buddy & muse.
I Will Wait For You
You are the most beautiful woman to ever grace the face of this earth... Only God Himself will ever know just how much I love you... For there are no words in existence that can describe my love for you... I fear that it is only in heaven that I m
God Is Not Invisible
God is not invisible, I can see Him in your face... The lines He chose to shape your place in this time-tested space... God is not invisible, when I look into your eyes... The lies you tell, they matter not, despite my tearful cries... God reme
MEMORIES
My Mom loved tiny yellow flowers and butterflies. The anniversary of her death will be Aug. 5th - 10 years ago.
DARKNESS TO LIGHT
4/9/2023: Another Easter has arrived and he has given this World so many chances. Will we have one more year of chances? Orig. message: Recently saw the movie "Risen" and it inspired me to write this poem. I usually like to write something light and more about nature. However, Palm Sunday - Good Friday - and Easter are coming up and I wanted to do something in honor of all the suffering my Lord and Savior went through and just how big a deal it was for all of Mankind. Thank you for reading even if it wasn't quite your cup of tea.
A BEAUTIFUL THOUGHT
BIG Smile!.....xxx
Dear Poets in our Poetry Corner,,,
Just to say thanks to all who contribute here in the poetry corner, for sharing your thoughts and hearts with us here!
1929-33
And a group of financial experts is called: A WUNCH OF BANKERS!!
Reaching for the Light
From birth, reach for the light.
A Night Made For Us Two...
Just some silly thoughts I had while thinking of a special friend this afternoon.. :D
Who Says Cyberspace Isn't Real?
I remember the first day, I actually set eyes upon you, Standing there by the door, You'd been waiting there patiently for hours.. Looking lost,and a bit forlorn in that old blue denim jacket. I watched you for a few moments before I sighed
Tomorrow!
The mystery of life?