heart on a silver platter
to one who shine golden beautiful within smiling an angel
Tropical Depression
Hoping the tropical depression brings my husband a chance to indulge into something he longs for a lot but he can't have enough of where we are...
BEYOND FORGETTING
I posted this last year but I tweaked a little bit It is not like I am living in the past but that I am reliving my life in the past.. I can move on but happy where I am. Thank you so much for your comments and read.. Phyllis
Goddess
Try and love again...
First Farewell
This happened today..
I come hear to learn more ways to love you all
It's about all of you Poets that share unique expresions of all kind of emotions and even in this uniqueness we are unity of One in human face of love. Cheers !
Provence
A reflection of a beautiful time spent in Provence.
The Sounds Of Colours
What sounds do you the various colours evoke in you? Please add a verse of your own or just a plain statement. Feel free to write on any colour, including those that I have written on. Express your view. Use any format of your choice.
Poema de Amor
Every time evening comes, I get thoughtful and say, what's the good of having a bed, if you don't sleep with me?
Lonely sunset...
Old memories brought to the surface...
Un Poquito
mi princesa Jocelyn...
you my rose
a beautiful woman stands out
When Nothing Remains
There is a chance for change that begins first within ourself, but is chance the same as hope
My Little Black Pen
Reading some poems and thoughts here like Shadows "The Power of Words" and came up with this. Cheers
Over the hills and through the woods
Is it just me or have kids stopped playing outside. I still play my video games, Im just saying autonomy is a forgotten language and I think children are missing an important part of their life. I digress the bottom picture is a scene from the movie Stand By Me, the best example i could think of that reminded me of our adventures The first comment says maybe parents are to blame and yes I agree with that too, I believe any responsible parent would set restrictions , limits, play times, study times, and so forth
Sobering
The easiest way to disappear is to pretend I don't have much to say But then words get trapped inside my head li
The White Tiger
The White Tiger is a sub strain of the Bengal Tiger weighing up 300kg and reaching up to 3 meters in length he is not an albino to produce more white cubs both parents must also carry the defective recessive gene only then will more whites be born they have blue eyes. This beautiful creature is nearly extinct there have been no confirmed or recorded sighting in the wild now for over 50 years they are incredible swimmers they protect and hunt in a patch of up to 75 square miles in size
The Roads Ahead
life
Tears Kissed Away
I was insprired by recent poems I've read here and some thoughts about what I want and past relationships that have failed. I believe I have entered a new phase of my life and will NOT settle for less than, ever again. None of us are perfect, granted. To seek perfection is foolish, but to have what we need is not.
Still You....
This is my world, Centered in Your universe. Can I go outside and play, Asked the child whose eyes were so a
The Beginning (Part 1)
Words flowing as sweet wine to crystal flute Lips caressing sweetest fruit from the vine All sense of conversation seems so moot Grapes turning into raisins before eyes Is it the destination where dreams die A place where clouds form to hold mi
Lost Days
Forsaken and betrayed...
Conversations
You speak as if your voice should have a destination With dysfunctional words and their displacements But I can only hear a tornado of a hollow conversation Of a time now passed in the path of its destruction Only a silhouette is left of your ima
salvation
my eyes drooling,spakling moist light up smiling of joy and happiness within you set my world on fire like the indians of old my burning embers of you love smoke drifting to the heavens my spirit speaks to you in the clouds in my life you off
Bacon Sarnies (for Mick)
well you said you were hungry lol
Black
When my darkness felt light it was never again satisfied Until it swallowed the sun leaving my hope endless nights My eyes affixed upon the brilliant silver light of
rear fang
Crawling lies like a snake in ambushing You bite me on the back Nesting asleep On the chest The circle of life Searching the warmth within, upon the heat Crocodile tears Wiped away my smile Coldness in what you done Si
Look back on love.
Separated from my first love by Military service of some two and a half years, which sealed our fate, by the winds of chance, met again after a period of 50yrs, I penned these lines, emotion still there, alas! Cupid's hands were tied, clearly not meant to be.
Morse code: --..-...---.-....
He said: ---.-..-...? She said:..-.--...-.Maybe He: ----.-...-..-...-..Really? She: --.-.-.-.--..Yes! He: --.......-.--.-Wow!
21/4/1932-24/12/2007
Just paying my respects to my lovely mother ............and also wishing everyone here on PC a very Happy Christmas and a Prosperous New Year
I GOTTA GO
A HIGH MAJORITY OF PEOPLE, NEVER SEE WHAT THIS WONDERFUL WORLD HAS IN STORE!
Farewell Dear Poets
Happy New Year 2015! I leave you with this Irish blessing: May you alway walk in sunshine. May you never want for more. May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door. If you like, please visit my website at: www.numberphenomena.com Blessings, Peace and Love! Jade
A Captain And His Queen
He set sail for the royal port, Upon Caribbean seas... Her comely face his attention caught And the sails filled with breeze, No pirate was he, But a gentleman captain In search of his destiny... A sickled moon prepared to thrust Through an
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
I'M FALLING
A LOVE AFFAIR WITH LIFE!
My heart
My heart may slumber in The shadows at times Frail man that I am My courage may be tossed By fearful winds My understanding dim But smiles were painted before The foundation of the world and Found my cheek in the shadows Now on eagles wings
A SUNDAY MORNING SCENE
Scene on a sunday morning walk.
Breaking my heart
always in my prayers
MOVING ON
Thanks all for your reads and comments..
Oval Octagons ( Square Circles Part 2 )
Part two of my poem Square Circles.
Ascension
Whats coming through the mirror is still alive As I stand before me on the other side I see that what I am is not who I should be And
Just a rose will do
I was just playing around when I wrote this. Just having a little fun!