Return of the Admiral's Cake Trolley ~ Rob’s Style
In fond remembrance of the Cake Trolley!
meet us in poets corner
hurry. . .not to dither perhaps you’ll discover laughter, another warm heart or shoulder perhaps far greater deep under water reflected back a figure intrinsic in nature
your quest
Inspired by a blog about poverty from Africa, and all over the world that is suffering with poverty and hunger. Thanks all for your read and comments.
Epitaph
for my children!
Love don't live here anymore!
i am relating to the broke heart souls!
figment of imaginings
just a thought thanks all for your reads and comments.
The Succubus
Originally published as: "The Succubus (She Devil)"
If I - - -
Dedicated to someone. ^_____^ When I said I trust you, I'll just trust you. And when I said I love you, I'll just love you. No matter what people say, I will never gonna change my mind. ^_____^ Thank you everyone for reading.
Capgras Delusion
The Capgras delusion theory (or Capgras syndrome) is a disorder in which a person holds a delusion that a friend, spouse, parent, or other close family member has been replaced by an identical-looking impostor. Imagine, if you will, that one by one your friends and family– the people closest to you– are being removed and replaced with exact duplicates. Although they are identical in appearance and manner, you are certain that these people are not your loved ones. They are impostors. While most people would become deeply paranoid in such a scenario, there are some individuals who experience such things every day without fear… and just wonder, “why?” Such is the life of people stricken with Capgras’ Syndrome.
I Love You
I love you more than I can say, but know my heart is your heart. Know I'll want you until the flowers are no more. Until the mountains don't have their majestic beauty. Until the sun doesn't rise in His presence. Being together means we are
Rain
Lost in The rain Nobody to blame Feeling ashamed You came and then you went I have nothing to give My heart is empty My tear face stained It's full of pain Alone I walk in the rain Searching for something That I'm missing What it
I love you…
Note: [‘I love you…’, All gurus, all religions, all of the spiritual paths tell us that this is the most transformative phrase in the universe… Why then do we not use it every chance we get? Recently, I came across a group of people who live, and I mean really live this dictum, I love you… They end their emails and telephone conversations with it, they hug and kiss strangers and tell them, I love you… I promise you, I’ll never forget the first time a guy said ‘I love you’ to me, and even more amazing, was that I reciprocated and meant it… Wow, what an unparalleled experience… I still find it very hard to say ‘I love you’ to a guy…, but, I’m practicing… I am Hellene(Greek), but born and bred outside of Hellas(Greece), I will never forget the first time a male fellow-Hellene kissed me on both cheeks as he greeted me, I broke out in an embarrassed cold sweat, it was always a warm glow and sheen, though, when an attractive young female Hellene greeted me that way…, so, yes, the concept is ancient, but, there’s something dramatically different about the way this group I referred to, does it. They do it from a place deep inside themselves, a place which recognizes that we’re all One! Further, they’ve come to this after a lot of study, meditation and discussion… And, no, they’re not the hippies and flower children of yesteryear constantly high on something, No, they’re educated, somber, responsible family men and women and even children are picking up on the love vibe…]
Sir ...
It is personal and actual.
a new morn
just contemplating
9/11/2001
An old write Tweaked 9/08/21 added 2 lines
I need u God
I need u God in these moments Be near me like always, Help me ,make me Stronger in these moments To pass over hard problemes Easier and with courage. Be my guradian ,my angel My advicer,and my friend. God be always with me And bless me fore
Sorry I have a secret that I haven't told you!
LOL I think it's funny but my friends at work told me this is bad dead joke.. Y_Y lol so I just try post it here too... lol just wanna prove that my friends told me lies or my joke is really dead..+_+ LOL
Precious Life
A daughter is one of the most beautiful gifts this world has to give. I have two and for that I give all honor to God and life to them Honor your daughters. They are honorable. Malala Yousafzai
Strawberry Girl
love fruit, peaches and strawberries are the best:-)
Broken Dreams
There is a place for my broken dreams Shattered heart screams Fragmented mind and beaten body In your loving arms Lord Jesus I bring them to you in a desolate psalmody Inside the dark corridors of my weary soul You open my closed oppressed door
Mariana Dvir
Mariana Dvir 1-One 'Bad-Girl-Here' Spitting-On-Cars-> Without Any Fear She'll Call You Friend Until The End But-Spit-Your-Ear-> If You Get Near She May Say 'Shalom' But Don't Go It Alone Just Watch-Out For Her Splatter 'Cuz It Will Dr
GROWING UP IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD
reminissing of my childhood,and feeling so blessed!!!a more innocent time..I Really miss it.
Playing in the snow
Every Christmas I think of you We were just kids Playing in the snow We've made many a snowman Using a beer can for the snow mans hat the snowball fights we would have You would rub my face in the snow We would laugh and laugh Fall
Loves last moment
Eyes swelling becoming tearfull spilling over tear drops fall. Words failing mouths open unable to speak emotions choking. Hands tremble fingers entwined clenching the hand that clings to mine. doors open light has entered darknes
I Will Love You Forever (Yesenia Diaz)
This poem I wrote because Yesenia Diaz is the girl i'll love till the day I die and I finally got back with her today i'm hella happy now :) :) :) :)
A few good women (tribute to SCatlyn)
Tribute to a most extraordinary woman 'Scatlyn.' Cat you have always been kindhearted, thoughtful, and considerate. I wish you all the best and may your wildest dreams come true.. Cafe Jim
The Shadow of Your Smile
Being inspired by my fellow poet's poem bearing the same title.
Solar Storm * 4 Paloma *
Dedicated to you dearest Paloma....
Without title
*** You walk with a childish grin – mere girl, And wherever you go you pose proudly and stalk, And the apple - the one in right hand that you hold - It becomes you as flower that’s stuck in your locks. You stop all of sudden, you're pale, eyes
One Friday night at the trots (old Harold Park)
Rapt in attention As the pace car quickens Horses score up behind Like a phalanx Seven off the front And five behind Makes a full field of twelve Drivers in formation - Now bursting off the arm To settle down at speed In two neat rows
Got To Keep Moving On
Sometimes when you have a position in a career if you leave sadly it can cause others to lose their position. Can one leave other families without an income in today's time and look in the mirror and smile. I think not. Maybe I should have titled this trapped.
to love a mad man
not everyone can be saved, even them that you might love and sometimes we have to know that in order to save yourself.
Freedom to Love
I wrote this poem because the love that so many of us used to know in relationships, seems to no longer exist. However, God's love has always been the rock of ages, our foundation that never allows us to feel insecure. So, as I struggle to separate myself from former negative friendships and persons with hatred as their modus operandi, this poem is a reflection of my desire to be free to love again!
A Peaceful Word Here At PC
Just some quiet thoughts on recent events here.
YOU CAN'T NOT LOOK
( Inappropriate dress for kids)!!!! rearranged 08/25/21
His Moonlight Girl
poem that came to me upon awakening today..Thank you for reading..
Perfection
Yeah well, but I love writing it!
See the rainbow
-Appreciate the little things and see the brighter side, always!
hey you ! a Christmas thought :)
just a thought. love you all my cyber friends. xx virgosign
a sunset unshared ...
dedicated to all CS posting poets. with love. Virgosign
More than the Stars
A poem about real love
Poem Without Words
You can read it in the stars, in heaven's celestial light, When time churns under the Masters clock,and the spirit of life stirs within,With the quivering voice of the old man, and the cry of the new born, Come! Read the words of life and of death, M