Humble Pie
The absolute truth is just like a small slice of pie and always better than nothing.
Belmont Parade
Another haiku, another parade nine miles from the first parade that was in Platteville, Wisconsin, which is in the southwest corner of the state. This parade was in Belmont, Wisconsin. On Sunday, it's off to WI Dells!
Talk to me
sometimes silence just destroys me ...
The Flying Dutchman
Just 15 minutes of glory to Flying Dutchman ...
Lost Love
I thought I found someone special in you, But all you are is just untrue. I demand a lot from my man, I do, But I give it back tenfold, cos I am true. Hard to know who lost out here, Hopefully you cos you didn't care. But dwelling on loss, I
My life as a young girl
I'm forever grateful.
Tears
Just part of life that I need to express.
911 - 22 Years Later
Twenty two years ago on September 11th 3,000 shining new stars dotted the Heavens Did these 3,000 souls die in vain Did their families hopelessly suffer the pain To see our Nation now so divided Why couldn’t we have stayed solidly United We s
I Didn't Know
I don't have a big spacious home I don't have a brand new car I don't live upon a hill with a view that looks so serene I didn't know how to get such things I guess I was dumb and when I was young I didn't know what tomorrow could bring I just
Céad Míle Fáilte ! (Sonnet)
An Irish invitation to an English lady. I know from your posts dear that you yearn to get away for a while.... So just for the craic come over to visit your auld poet buddy and I'll help you trace your Irish ancestry. Don't mind the poem dear, that's just the type of romantic Irish clown I can be. You'd be very safe with Mick.
my love
just more love that will never die
Toying with Pan
Bit of nature style romanticism
the love of my life
The poem is for those who value love. I hope to find a life partner who believes in love
A Beauteous Sight
Something I did write for someone really special, some years back.
Elysian Dreams
One I write a while back, when the heart was dancing.
Parade
Haiku on the parade I went to today on September 9, 2023 for Dairy Days in Platteville, Wisconsin.
The unspoken words
In the realm of so many words, I stumble and fumble, lost in the blur, But when I catch a glimpse of your tender face, All my eloquence fades, I'm left without a trace. And in the quiet moments, when the world falls away, I hope you'll always
Stargazing the Neon Lights
Introspection
Not left and right nor up and down
Composed on my daily walk. Wanting to clear my head to enjoy my walk, I felt some unease. I endeavored to construct a negation of meaning to quiet the mind and could be remembered. With slight changes as I stepped, this was the final result.
When The Years Are Upon You
When the years are upon you And your friends are all gone Then you know the meaning of being alone When the years are upon you And you go through town You get a feeling you don't live there that you're just hanging around So in which direct
crazy times
a little bit of introspection reflection
A Broken Man
Here lies a broken man Heart shattered and torn Broken from the woman he loved She was his rose, she, his thorn He fell so deep that The oceans depth couldn't measure his love She treated him like an option He thought she was sent from above
More and less
Just some thoughts ...
My Dream.
Amazing maybe, I am holding onto with both hands. Sent to turn my life upside down and whisper "Maybe Magic is real" will see.
Aging
effects of aging
I fear
I fear if I run out of ink my thoughts will cease to flow, No longer free to roam around where they desire to go. Caught up in a stasis as my mind begins to congeal, Severed from my senses I find I can no longer feel. The proo
GOD'S ETERNAL LIGHT
Update: For some reason they removed the picture off of here so cannot show it. But this poem was based on my sister-in-law's Pandemic painting she did. An ocean picture - 3 paneled - the far right calm sea with sunshine on the right and dark clouds creeping in on the left. The Middle panel dark swirling ocean waters and clouds - 3rd panel right side dark clouds and ocean but left side a rocky cliff with a beautiful lighthouse with a rainbow beam shining up through the clouds and the sun shining to the left. My sister-in-law painted the picture above the poem as her Pandemic project. She is an award winning artist.
Living Well Is Our Best Revenge
People should learn from our planet’s past history of aggression.
Work
The last two lines are from the song which spent it's second week at number one on the billboard charts.
I Would Try
I would try But I know that your best Is better by far than mine You are much smarter than me But I wouldn't want you to see A one sided love that was blind So one last kind farewell Knowing we will never meet again I would try but I kno
Train Whistle Splits /
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0CBzKfvA80
Wispy Wisdom of Gaia
The stormy myriad of emotions spent
Magic
We all have a bit of magic, Coming from within, You can see it twinkle in an eye, or a wicked little grin. Think of all the people, For whom life is so grim. they drag themselves from day to day, with no vigor and no vim. Just living in t
Amber Hawkes and the Dragon's Fire
Red hair worn in plaits, always with a smile. Amber Hawkes, the female wizard with a spellbook on her hip Her eyes meet with the dragon's glare, and she's ready for the fight No fear in her heart, her magic will ignite Amber Hawkes, with her
Summer Fairies
A poem written after a day out with two of my daughters aged five and seven one summer in 2008. ©
A Beautiful Day
One breezy day suddenly this simple idea came in my mind about the day. I had some sort of tranquil and ecstatic feeling at that time.
Brandobaris and the Dragon Part Three
Brandobaris just stood holding his sisters stalk of wheat And the dragon breathed in And the dragon breathed in and in and in and in and then? The dragon breathed out breath of fire But Brandobaris was no longer staning there For he had f
Brandobaris and the Dragon Part one
Along a dusty road I spied Mischief twinkling in his kind eyes Under curly brown hair a face so wise with a knowing little grin Allthough not thin not roly-poly, whistling a tune so Jolly You could not be melancholy Comes a very merry Hin
Brandobaris and the Dragon Part Two
So the very next morning he made his way Up the mountain side to make the dragon pay Chuckling with glee at trick he would play He entered the Dragon's cave The dragon lay there at it's repose He awoke it, bouncing gold coins off it's nose and
Maybe Your Eyes Could Tell Me
Maybe your eyes could tell me That you'll always love me Maybe your eyes could tell me You're gonna kiss me tenderly I know they are so blue And oh how they shine But when I look at you I'm speechless and I'm so inclined To just stand the
Pain
I’m so tired
Dedicated to a Hoarder
Hope it's a good day today