An Irish Blessing
An Irish Blessing in honor of St. Patrick's Day. :)
"TEARS"
Tears of Beauty ~ From The Heart!
ahh fiddle me sticks
HAPPY NEW YEAR i'm sick of it to the teeth isnt the ending of a year sad or is that just me. fireworks going off people cheering in the street behaving like crazed monkies not a fine sight to be seen. whats with everyone have all gone
Songbirds
Lonely for someone today....
I love my Poet Friends
To all my poet friends who've read and incouraged my efforts, and special thanks to the Dream Weaver master Andrew who e-mailed me in my first week trying to write..lol.kickit,Mike,Swade Mac,Christian,Hank.Simpleme,Cat,Witchy,Billiegirl, Jeddah Queen. Beautifulyou, Niah, Quietstorm,MIRIKIA,pILGRIM, dAbOMB, and this list goes on and on and sorry if I can't recall a name at this moment, but to all who not only commented on a poem of mine but gave a special lil' push that touched my heart....cafetwo2010 I love You!!!!!!!!!!!
KITTY HEAVEN
LIFE IS SO CRUEL! WHY DID MY LOVE HAVE TO LEAVE WITHOUT ME?
Battle Torn
Painful though parting be, I bow to you as I see you off to distant clouds ~Emperor Saga~ A poem for One Bad a** Mother f**ker and please don't pardon my french
bowl of sorrows no more
I am so new..Hello new world.. I love you all my friends
Lets escape together!
I guess we all wish to live in a better place. A place full of love and happiness!
SOCRATES 44 (A DEDICATION)
SOCRATES EVERYTHING YOU WRITE HAS THE ESSENCE OF BRILLIANCE! I JUST HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR YOU! I"M SURE THAT MANY OF THESE POETS FEEL THE SAME!
Bells to all Love
The sudden news of my father death brings lot's of thoughts of Death and Life,past and present of life joint together ... On this subject I like to share meaningful quote;"Never part without loving words to think of during your absence.It may be that you will not meet again in this life." -Jean Paul Richter Thank you for reading long poem.
Love me
Don't taste my lips unless it's my lips you are kissing don't pretend i am the one you are missing don't press them against mine then pull away with a half distant smile. Don't grip my hair between your fingers unless it's me you want closer
You and Me Darrrrlinnñg.......
feel freeeeee to koment... all in name of pinkie Hurry now not much time to lose because we are going to take over the World! !!!
Dialogue with the death angel
Just contemplating..An existential write..Thank you..
CHANGE
CHANGE ALONE IS UNCHANGING -Heraclitus (Poetic Prose)
Broken
A framed print upon your wall.. A still shot of the two of us.. Sitting close together, on a bench, Near the falls.. And to the casual observer.. I'm sure we must have seemed the perfect pair But if you look a little closer.. If you too
don't let love slip away
what makes love go away we will never know but don't let it slip away
Between Yesterday And Tomorrow
In the summer of our youth We knew only tears and sorrow.. Always hoping Always wishing~ Between Yesterday and Tomorrow
No tears left to shed
You broke my heart No tears left to shed In the beginning No words need be said We felt the same about each other Where did all this trouble come from No tears left to shed Could It I'm be dead Or could it be I've been hurt I was
CREATION 7
this is a wonderful creation of our fellow blogger who is a very delightful contributor, writer and poet... I have his permission on publishing it here and I find it a very interesting entry. I find myself quite doing the same thing and I am sure some of us feel the same. Thank you all for your reads and comments.
Prison
Living with RA
Angel by my side
When you truly love someone The greatest thrill is when there by your side Daniel angel from Cape Cornwall
Getting Old Is A Drug
Out of a haze out of a daze into the clear sunlight Today feels real and the way I feel I am feeling alright I hear people all around my feet on the ground Life is bringing it's buzz And now I know getting old is a drug Arrive back home an
The Little House That Grew Into A Home
What fills a home. Mary asked me to post this for her.
The Beach
As I walk along the seashore Waves beating against my feet Skirt pulled above my knees Hair blowing in the breeze I reflect on my life Past times, good and bad Memories I'll treasure forever Heartbreak tucked away wherever The wind makes my e
Black Man Walking
Being female, not black how can I possibly know what it’s like to walk in dark male skin, where in a white-dominated society being young and loved is not enough to keep one safe to walk about free-born. Skittles, iced tea from store co
Hard times
LUV YA..
Candy Horse Vs. Dark Kid
Liam gets 100 percent credit for this. He is so creative, and contributed most to this short effort. Thank you Liam for this highly enjoyable collaboration.
Do They Not Know?
My feelings at the moment...
JUNK FOOD
NAME YOUR PLEASURE! THERE ARE SO MANY GOODIES TO CHOOSE FROM!
aloud alone
just stopping by to say hello....hope poets everywhere have a blessed day...
bitter glory
Bitter glory... Even though ive firmly believed Ive been so hurt And brutally decieved... How can I trust? In love not lust! To guide me through this journey Of biterness and glory. I just want to be apart.. Of a beautiful story. Can
BETHY BOO
I RESCUED HER FROM A TRAP SET BY A EUTHENIZER BUT THE NEXT NIGHT SHE WAS TAKEN AWAY AND NO ONE TOLD ME! THE LOW LIFE IS THE OWNER OF MAMA JENNIES!
Drink it all away
Lil song I wrote...
ODE : NEVER EVER
Emotions
Temporary Release.
Recently I had a worrying health scare but thank God all tests and scans were clear. I wrote this little poem in the hospital car park. I need to say...... It was Cancer that made me write so without it I wouldn't be part of this lovely family-like corner. Thanks for all your reads and comments. Special thanks to "C" for kind support , and "L" for prayers. Onwards and upwards..........Mick.
Diamond Blue Ocean
Something so beautiful yet dangerous too
Christmas Wishes!
Happy Holidays!
Lords of the Prairies - A Tribute To The Bison
The arrival of vast waves of white settlers in the 1800s, and their conflict with the Native American residents of the prairies, spelled the end for the buffalo. There were even buffalo killing contests. In one, a Kansan set a record by killing 120 bison in just 40 minutes. “Buffalo” Bill Cody, hired to slaughter the animals, killed more than 4,000 buffalo in just two years. Some U.S. government officials even promoted the destruction of the bison herds as a way to defeat their Native American enemies, who were resisting the takeover of their lands by white settlers. One Congressman, James Throckmorton of Texas, believed that “it would be a great step forward in the civilization of the Indians and the preservation of peace on the border if there was not a buffalo in existence.” Soon, military commanders were ordering their troops to kill buffalo — not for food, but to deny Native Americans their own source of food. One general believed that buffalo hunters “did more to defeat the Indian nations in a few years than soldiers did in 50.” By 1880, the slaughter was almost over. Where millions of buffalo once roamed, only a few thousand animals remained.
The Gingerbread House
Just felt like writing a silly love poem...
Love is Maddness
The silence is blissful within my padded walls till the voices start i'm tormented once more, crying whilst cradling rocking back and forth how am i here again locked behind,the bolted door. Blood on my lips finger tips bitten no time for