A sense of being
just wondering........
The rain is falling...
It is still raining ...my mind is sleepy so a whacky ,tacky poem I present you all...dogmy raining catday ... Smile I know are reading and laughing !!! Ancient Bullman
Somehow I'll know
A grand impression of sorts...
One Year On
Two years after we met on CS and one year on from Paloma's arrival in NZ
Egg Head
just one of those days.lol..
Something.....For the weekend (Please add to!)
Sorry to have been away again....I had to move house and my computer died....but all good again now, I missed you all.... Anyway....would anyone like to write the next verse to this little story?...It might be interesting to see where it goes....lol...Give it a go....Andrew...xxx
A country tango
just having fun with words
Cowardly Dog / Feige Hund
Not written with anyone particular in mind...just trying something totally different. There are many people in this world who hide behind big words trying to make themselves feel better by putting someone else down. Just recently worked with a person like that who threw his big words around but could not even use a can opener to open a can and yet he tried to make everyone around him feel inferior. So I suppose that this is with all those type of people in mind. Translation is as follows You are a coward who hides Behind your so called knowledge But I know the truth you see You are really far inferior
If I die tonight
making the earth sick. a living planet that is dying from our own destruction.
SCREAM!
The Scream....A picture by Edvard Munch, on view at Southerby's London this week prior to being sold, one of four. A picture I have seen once and to be honest was that disturbing to me that I never want to see it again, none the less an undisputed work of genius. Andrew...xxx
Layer
I was thinking of a song, colour blind by counting crows, when I wrote this...
Dating Woes
Some of this is exaggeration and some isn't. Actually most of it is real..OMG.!!!!
a sunset unshared ...
dedicated to all CS posting poets. with love. Virgosign
“…the peace that transcendeth all understanding…”
“…the peace that transcendeth all understanding…” the bible Stop and think for a moment, what do all of us desire most? “…peace of mind…” All other needs are like a pyrrhic victory, sans a settled mind, Most of us spend volumes of hours tinker
TEMPTED?.....lol
MWUHAHAHAHahahah!.......Andrew...xxx
Ice Flowers
Trying to bring a bit of cool refreshment to these hot summer days and nights.
My Gift..
I brought my love wrapped in cottons and silks, its face and hands washed clean as an innocent, I cupped my hands for love to drink from, filled filled with the sweet mingling of joy with fear, I bared the red soft centre where my hea
beautifully irresistable
just hope you enjoy this thank you. for stopping inn.
Are you there
The frustration of meeting someone that keeps on being illusive.
My beautifull lover
inspired becos im sick of cutting my toe nails becos iv nothing better for doing..
The Weeping Rose
Another seasonal poem..
"You Know a Hurricane's Comin!"
I'm not one to write much about 'Sensual Passion', but I thought I'd try my hand at it while writing an original poem for a friend of mine that carries the same name as a recent hurricane here in the U.S.
First Meeting
Dipicting first meeting jitters
Mending
Carved utilitarian shape, varnished with age, worn, brown wooden spool once a tree, living, now reduced to only inches - three. Red fibers wrapped tightly ‘round, and, in the wrapping to keep together, both lights and shadows appear, as fiber
Under The Silver Maple
A long time ago
In search of my heart...
I spent a lifetime in search of meaning, Why am I here? Where did I come from? Where am I going? Who am I? I delved into many of the sacred writings of the world, I spent years practicing various modalities such as prayer, meditation, introspectio
Our World
Just thought I would like to put down a few lines.....Andrew.....xxx
love suffering-1
we sometimes fall in love and have suffering
I do..
An open letter/poem..
Enigma
An intruiging puzzle I cannot solve An obscure memory from out of the past Luring me , challenging me to some unknown quest Whispering promises of felicity at last Moonlight casts shadows on a seldom travelled path A sense of foreboding as
I'm No Angel
You may say I do lotta of mistakes That's my way That's why i feel so in pain Are you better then yesterday Would you still feel for me Im not gonna change I'll do lotta of mistakes Im no Angel I just can't fly away Im no Angel Just
SHOOTING STAR
In tribute to GASHLEY, she of the tumbling mind, whose poems carry both a wisdom, and enchantment, she the enigma, of the heart and soul, treasure her, magic dust is scarce, we are blessed, that she has sprinkled some for us. ben999
No Matter How Far..
Just something fun..
Linger
My first attempt so be kind. Thanx Open for the encouragement.
....Friends....
My list of "Friends" seems to be growing since turning to the internet for an otherwise boring social life due to being a workaholic. This poem is written to acknowledge the importance of those special people in our lives! Thanks to all of you who are, and those of you who will become my..... 'Friends'. John
MyCellf
Accross the plains I see a glimmering light, Beyond the horizon where the day fades out the night. The grass is grown from the roots of all my sins, Beneath the dirt
Charmed
A snippet of memory that still makes me smile.
live your own life!
an expression of some conversations I've had with people over the years that are choked in their life by someone close. That chooses not to give people their space. Probably due to no self passion in their life.
The illusion...
It is powerful and all-pervasive, It is inescapable and all-encompassing, Like the mythical Hydra, It’s always in front of you, on the path just ahead, waiting to devour the unsuspecting..., Most, by far, fall prey to it, never knowing it could
SENTIENT
We stand......Guilty as charged......xxx
BEYOND THE EDGE
Inspired by a line in bentlee's poem "To Be On The Edge".....Thankyou my friend....Andrew