PINK RIBBON OF COURAGE
My Mom had breast cancer in 1999 and had a mastectomy and survived for 9 more years and passed away from another diagnosis. Also, recently I have had several friends who have been diagnosed and survived. Unfortunately, one of my classmates did not. Wanted to honor them for their the battle they have been through.
God's Melody
At my old church they had a fund drive to repair the old organ. As part of the drive, you could "buy" a stain glass musical note in memory of a loved one that passed away. I "bought" one in memory of my Mom and these notes are displayed in between a glass window in the church with tiny gold plates above the notes with the person's name that the note is in memory of. This inspired me to write this poem.
I wonder
Influenced by a astronomic bionic visitation, Don't tell the pope,
The beach
Yes this little poem was really the first and I got paid a five pound note , Which really was loads then considering when I got it published in the Manchester evening newse at age 9" I wonder did people read it in the morning time, Lol
Chasing. Aerlingus translantic flight
One day I watched a paper plane being made and wished I could make one and fly a real one,
Love Does Not Pretend
Loneliness during times of sickness, you really discover who’s your friend.
Time Leakhole's While-Stop For Thirst-Quenching
I miss someone who can enjoy the sharing experience of staring at the stars. Here in my state in a latin American country, I saw a star the other day, twinkling and streching out its shining arrows while alternating between bright blue, splendorous greenish blue, yellow and a very quick blink of a red glitter. No one to share. It misses hard sometimes.
The lone Poetic voice.
As a lone voice in the wilderness and deemed as unpatriotic to criticize the political war Lords, whose driving force is the weaponry of war supported by propaganda of mis-information, our hands are awash with blood.
Love Lies Bleeding
Love lies bleeding in shades of grey With only the memory of some Distant day Velvet words so soft And sweet End in violence on a Blood soaked street. Emotions crawl insidious in my Fevered brain My madness is insidious I'm in so muc
Baby
I want a baby to hug And snug Am I a mug? No Give me a baby now! I want a baby Not a maybe! Give me a baby now! I want a baby to cradle Not to label Am I not able? Yes Give me a baby now! I want a baby to talk to Change it's nappy
R.O.S.E
R.O.S.E For i am the Shepherd for the people with no leader to grace, this promised land on which i stand chosen by the sealer of fates. No invasion or persuasion by a serpent or snake, the wicked fell the dragons tell is of subduction and hate. T
THE MULCH MAN
IT TAKES 3 THINGS TO MAKE TREES GROW TALL AND STRONG! MULCH, THE LORDS RAINDROPS, AND THE LOVE OF THESE DEDICATED PEOPLE!
The greatest gift I got in life is I
Not claiming this is a poem as I know nothing about poetry. Must say it sounds and looks a bit like a poem so decided to post it here.
Native American Love Poem
Dedicated to my Choctaw ancestors...
A love so tragic
It was summertime in the city james was sick of the innuendos he was lying in his soft bed soft light crept through the window thoughts of Cassandra raced through his head he thought of the love they shared he remembers the joy that once overwh
Alone
Lost and lonely Heart is empty Roams the streets Looking for peace Will to live is slowly dying I begin to pray Oh God please forgive me my sins Light the way Forever in my heart you shall remain
True Love
When you find true love what a wonderful day when you find that one what a wonderful way when you know you are loved what a wonderful say coz when the Lord intervenes what a wonderful pray!
Do you know what you want?
Do you know what you want or are you afraid of it? I have always wanted the one that chooses me. Not the one that thinks he can fix me. Really though dont fix me, i will always be broken. In life nothing comes easy and love isnt supposed to be that
I have been thinking.....
Really though does anyone else out there think the Easter Bunny and the Toothfairy are in cahoots of sorts? Or as i like to call the Toothfairy, the body parts mafia! Well i mean you lose your teeth at first as a young child but hey there is it.... m
Relationships and such
We all take things from past relationships we have had. So what have I learned? Flossing is important, laughing is essential, actions speak louder than words, perfection is impossible, no matter how good you treat someone there is that possibilty yo
Chances
Many of us get so many previews of our profiles and yet nothing happens? Do we chance to look at them or does one sit back and wait to see if any response from that first look. Obviously many of us here are used to the scammers so very wary of making the first move so how do we know just when to take that Chance?
METRO P.C.S.
INSPITE OF LITTLE MISSHAPS; I STILL FIND IT; THE BEST ON THE MARKET!
Before
Just a little spin on friendship....
Scars
For the invisible pain we cannot understand
Can you feel me?
Heat radiants, flesh upon flesh Very warm, velvet like Releasing the wild side Grinding i let you feel Here is my gifted treasure Skin to skin Flesh to flesh Oh gawd your rhythm fits mine You do know my name Speak it Moan it Yell it I wan
desert Moment
self EXPLANATORY
My Heart
When one falls in love you actually feel like your giving them all of you especially your heart. How many times have you felt that hunger of pain in the chest for the person you care for the one you love. So when we start a new relationship some of us actually do give our hearts.
Moses and Management
I worked over four hours on Palm Sunday. At least I didn't work eight.
Thoughts on a rain soaked morn.
as the title suggests.
Simply Put
Pisces with a Pisces can be the envy of the zodiac at times..Each one's goal seems to be the extreme care of the relationship and intuitively reading each other...
Here and Now........
For my cousin's daughter.......lost her mum very early in her life and raised by my cousin and his loving partner..........Emerging as a lovely young lady with a beautiful voice
Where Her Love Is I Go
your smell is like flowers that lingers on long after your gone to kiss your lips i loose all taste in my mouth but yours the touch of your body is like the warmth of new days sun embracing you my sight go"s dim in my mine and in my eyes i see only
Dance of Spring
Abstracts of love…….
morning wind
what by the tide of the wind has sung leaf from tree and into song been flung for we are all the dreams of spring breathless on the ladder of seasons rung she dances on the morning wing touching all without hands to cling soft or harsh
Salt in the Snow
Im Chilly Willy the penguin. I shake until I’m blue. My head is hot and my feet are cold. Ha…Hee…Hachoo! Now what about the crocodiles along the river Nile? I’ll bet they’re always warm as toast. They always seem to smile. I’m always Chilly Willy. I’m frozen through and through. My nose is red and my tale is told. Ha…Hee…Hachoo!
Gramma's Chair (an Easter Poem)
A little nostalgia in memory and and respect of my long departed Grandmother who taught me many things at a very early age about life. Happy Easter Gram !!! I sure do wish I could find somebody like you again to make me smile. You were the kindest and greatest woman I've ever known.
The Alcoholics Phase
I wrote this about my dad when I was a teenager. From the time I was 8 years old til I was 14 my mom worked 2nd shift and i had to take care of my younger brother and my dad because he was always drunk. When this was published my dad threw me out of the house and didn't speak to me for 4yrs. I forgave my dad and we are very close today.
Open eyes
I JUST WANT TO SAY I ENJOY WRITING THIS WAY AND I AM NOT SUICiDAL!!!! I write how I feel and I often feel like this life ain't real like its a game idk if I stand alone in this matter but i feel this way because of my life experiences let me know what u think
Easter
Just some thoughts on Easter. I was reading my bible and the version I read didn't have the conversation between Jesus and the condemned prisoner.
Tribute to the Son of Man
Not a poem a prayer on Good Friday
MR MANILOW
SUCH A GREAT LOVE SONG WRITER!
Happy Easter
Fellow poets, friends. happy Easter to you all and may His peace and joy be with you! God bless, J. 04/04/15