Familiar stranger
is written to a person, who possibly is not knowing me at all. Robert my friend thank you a lot for your corrections.
The Truth about Liars.
"The liars punishment is not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else" George Bernard Shaw.
Snow White
mirror mirror
In the Stillness of the Night
I wrote this a while back for a friend who was having a daily struggle with life and her faith
~frost on the pumpkin~
sun as it fell fell right into the moon wind blowing strong while the seasons in bloom. witch on her stick curdles the sky clouds in reform in plethera pass by. stars are in spot as they freckle the black pushing the moon as our world
Stillness
Came to me from above as flow of light ,-) Love & Respect to all human beeings. Arni Jensson
our son
Next weekend our son will take on a wife And start a brand new life He asked me to find some pictures you He's going to make a memorial table just for you This breaks my heart even more As I go through the pictures I see that look of prid
My beautifull lover
inspired becos im sick of cutting my toe nails becos iv nothing better for doing..
Always Thus
mind you, it was a tad chilly up there!!
Will You Remember Me
Perhaps Alzheimer's?
secrets? what secrets?
I read 'secrets' and could't help myself to comment on it
Night Time
I found peace amongst the darkening skies Soon stars will whisper night times lullabies The worries the stress the everyday mess Making a way for nights gentle caress A moment a minute in time who knows Time to relax and just let it all go J
Lost Love
All she wanted was to feel loved Mother didn't want her Wouldn't give her up Nothing she could do was ever good enough No matter how hard she tried She was made to cry She always tried to please Only to be teased She began to act tough Onl
"EIGHT SEASONS IN THE SUN"
this poem is written by a good friend of mine. thanks for all your reads and comments. my first time ever to publish one that is not written by me. thank you all my family in the poetry world.
A Good Woman
A slice of my life poem! Contemporary American poetry..
missing you
38 years ago we started dating .i lost you way to soon
A Moment In Time
Just reflections in a quiet moment sittig on my porch at 1:40 pm.
Poems from my Youth: (4) - My Love For You
Dedicated to the young and the young-at-heart especially to the ladies at CS
'smart alec'....a composition...
A "smart alec" is a person regarded as obnoxiously self-assertive and impudent. Various sources suggest that Alec Hoag was given the sobriquet of "smart Alec" by the police for being a resourceful thief who outsmarted himself by trying to avoid paying graft.
SILENT SENTRIES
Love to look at these trees when I walk in the park each day. The winter picture reminded me of silent sentries standing guard.
standing alone
just a thought... thanks all for your reads
The Abyss..of Desire
Take a journey to the heart of desire Into the abyss of passions fire Through waves and waves of liquid love Steaming up daydreams miles above Through swirling currents of uncharted regions Your soul is snatched by passion
Dilemma Lemon
I got something you want to read You got something you want to say But you can't say a thing cause you don't write Now aint that a dilemma lemon So here is another line Won't you take another bite Detectives are everywhere but poetry is no
Dead Inside
Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains I have loved blindly and I have
Humility Before Honor
Lord, I come to You thirsty for Your Mercy and Grace, Tormented and humbled, naked and ashamed. Just a man stripped of his armor and all of his pride, But I always
My Pirate Queen
A lonely voyage with direction lost when out of the fog she appeared Stranded in deep waters when into my path she steered She captured my vessel taking me aboard where she fed me her stolen delights Now with my Pirate Queen I'm s
2012.. It's Apocalyptic!!
Uh..lol
My ideal woman
Ok..So I don't actually wear green socks..There is a point I won't cross.lol
Hardened Heart
What words does a poet Lay down on paper when All feelings of desiring love, Have dwindled to nothing? When all passion within the heart Vanishes replaced by voids, hollowness, And bitterness? When the wounds have healed, But the heart wil
If only did I know...
In response to the challenge posed several weeks ago. This poem written by a modern Georgian poetess popped up in a recently published almanac. It was such a perfect fit to the challenge that I couldn’t resist temptation to translate it for this occasion. The lady poetess did what I was supposed to do – she did my thinking while I tried my best to translate her poem as close to the original as I could.
Your smile
little ditty i came up with in the shower...now who to sing it to...
A Lover's Prayer
In a strange and far off land Two lovers met in a small world He took her heart and she his hand Somethings were meant to stay untold. The secret of two lover's hearts Intertwined in sacred bliss Surpass in mind the deepest art What words
What Am I? (a riddle)
Here's a riddle for everyone.........let's have some fun people!! :D
Springtime
Anticipation of Spring
V.D.
WHEN YOU SERVE YOUR COUNTRY; SOMETIMES YOU GET MORE THEN YOU BARGAINED FOR! I CAUGHT IT ONCE JUST TO BE ABLE TO WRITE ABOUT IT! THATS EXTREME BUT THATS I WAY I AM!
SUMMER NIGHT
7/2/2022: Lately I have hit a very long dry spell since COVID-19 hit - being isolated you would think it would have been an incentive for creative juices but did quite the opposite.
One two three four five six seven eight nine…
Every time I count the stars, I can only count one to nine, cus when I am going to count ten I think of you and I wish you were here with me… My baby, please come to me and help me stop counting the stars… : ) .............................................................................................................. THANK YOU EVERYONE SOOO SOOO SOOO VERY MUCH FOR READING MY POEM. ^__^ XXXX HOPE YOU ENJOY COUNTING THE STARS.... HEEHEE :p
Anger and Resentment
why forgive...
Silver whispers
One night I saw a shooting star flashing golden memories wishing for someone beautiful just like you babe Dazzling dreams each night silver trailing thoughts faraway looking at the moon face over and back howling echoes a soulful plea c
A Garden ...
A thought ...
Creature
There was a time it was easy to surrender to things that weren't worthy of my surrender, but fighting hell has made me what I am ~Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~
The Thrill of It…
Inglorious lashing counts with the blink Of an eye, sleepy with a passionate stare Lingering, a tasty morsel dreamt between Teeth, a deliberate pressure…pressing Where shadows dare to creep, inside Determination waits and steals a lick Between