The love
This talk about things in the air
Six walls
Six sides I can not move look within These six walls Contained ears closed To the dreams around I can't bare the sounds The scream the bangs Locked within these walls Of others locked in these walls Where I am now stripped of motion o
Getting down with Pliny
Gaius Plinius Secundus, called Pliny the Elder, was a Roman author, a naturalist and natural philosopher, a naval and army commander of the early Roman Empire, and a friend of emperor Vespasian. He wrote the encyclopedic Naturalis Historia.
Why
Got tired of being overworked, underpaid, underappreciated everyday...
something shimmering and right
pause and feel it so familier yet you've never seen it with your eyes a kind of innocent expression something naive something wise I wish I knew what you were searching for something shimmering and right a favour granted by yo
overproof Love
I Love you Yes I do How can I prove it to you? But there is no need to prove anything Love is like a song that sings And brings Harmonious harmony Fulfilling every part of me There should never be any need to prove You know its Love when
God
Questions that run through my head sometimes...
Stand and fight.
The poem is about how man has been enslaved through religion and the ruling classes and how it's now time to listen to our ancestral God's and fight against the current tyranny.
Meditation
PSALM 4:4 Stand in awe, and sin not: Commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah
You're all I need
Thank you very much Aretha Franklin
Coworkers
Just ragging about my job, but it could be any of the jobs I have had. Social interaction has always been a real crapper for me. I was asked what I liked best about my job. I answered the ride home.
welcome home
Glad you could come Here Take a seat There are no levels so don’t try compete Every compete brings opportunity for defeat And Oooh yes Let me just put my feet up Gimme a coffee in ma favourite cup And let me sup While I think What the
One day ..........,
Homelessness........
distracted........
every where i go i see people looking down at their phones and such....
Awakening
I cannot wait to touch you Or melt into your grasp Rhythmic pulse of fervor Unearth the sultry wrath Breathe in my lovesick potion Intoxicate your veins Inhale all of my essence ‘Til drunkenness remains Release your ardent passion Let
feel you
Can you feel this? This…… Crawling Screeching Howling n reaching Gut instinct teaching And bleaching Away the programming Some perceive it as damning But when you look n examine This purpose That reason Don't curse as long as you
Hard'ack Spring
Rituals of the New England woods.......
Fear
A lil dark poetry on mental wellness...
warrior
he grew up tall in this small land and worked the beaches field and strand until reward won mind and hand and left his youth for golden band so two were paired to understand that marraige took its own demand "what then?" cried Yeat
Nine Years
I remember mowing grass in 1988 and not knowing how much oil to add and filling it all the way up. The manager saw the smoke and kicked my off that job and back to the back in the dishroom.
The Opposites.
this is my amateur poetry on opposites . It began as a describing of couples who are opposites but completely transformed into a discription of opposites in their essence . tell me what you think about it .
coining it
to a five penny piece I shrunk to the size as life made me hard in the head and eyes so pressed ganged was I on a leathery ship that lived in a pocket on the side of her hip and life wasn't easy and life wasn't hard it was tough bedding
To Find What's Left
* I'm not religious, in the least (hardly). I merely feel the Energy must dissipate somewhere when we "die".
Waiting an contemplating............
Hmmm ........
Now that you are gone
Now that you are gone I hear your song Now that I pushed you away for no apparent reason I still see your loving ray with every summer season Your truth sings like a bird in a meadow it lights the darkness within the shadows Though with
Happy Man Blues
Parody of Love in Vain
Love Is
My thoughts on love
The Greatness In You..
I've been watching you from a distance.. You didn't know~ Didn't know how much I amired you.. I see things in You.. Great things~ All those things you can do.. All those things you know~ Perhaps, you've not know yourself.. the way ot
Missing you
A love so pure and simple A longing overdue Falling through my grasp All I crave is you A reckoning of will A strength that will never fail You’re all my heart desires And all that you entail I need you in my life As certain as I have pri
Feeling the Pain
Bummed out again, at least I got to go home three hours early.
fizzion chips
cambridge on a sunny morn a professor deep in thought a quasi quantum quandary his mind now overwrought now the kernel of dilemma the cause of his unease? with fish and chips for dinner.. should I go with mushy peas? symbiotic clarity co
Dream Walker
The darkness and uncertainty of life during this pandemic is very unnerving.
The Magnificent Air
The air we breathe is probably one of the most taken for granted things. It unites all living things. It levels the playing field. Some persons may consider human life to be superior to plant life. Yet, plants play a vital role in sustaining human life by replenishing the oxygen content of the air. They assimilate, into their structure, the carbon from the carbon dioxide human beings exhale and release the oxygen through photosynthesis, thereby replenishing the air's oxygen, which is vital for human existence (iambic pentameter).
The Covid Child.
It must be very difficult for children to make sense of Covid.
My song
I just heard this in the morning and wrote it down
cast out
in the garden Lush and green Adam and Eve Play and wander Forbiden to eat the fruit The apple of desire Wearing their fig leaves to spare theirBlushes Into the garden the slivering snake Hisses with devils contempt To the tree of
Talking Tina
I was watching the Twilight Zone episode The Living Doll.
Destiny
Take away my sin Don't cast me aside For I feel hollow within My strength withers My arms are thin My body withers From decades toil Now broken my strength gone Where has life gone My strength now faltering My body broken Oh wher
Rush Limbaugh
Rush has a good song on Obama called Barack O Claus is Coming To Town by Paul Shanklin
Gleam
Gazing into your eyes one enters a trancelike state. Easily captured by this wellspring of gripping allure, one teeters on the edge. But, the edge of what? For to fully enter such unmapped crossing may approach a leap of faith. What is to be discover
In Search of Jack Frost
As a child I looked for Jack Frost with my parents so this is in Christmas remembrance.
To Mary
I wrote this for Mary when we were courting and I had discovered that she liked poetry.