Waiting For You
Missing the feeling of love
What
What path is taken Cannot be taken back And footprints mark And wash away Like memories we thought Would be remembered A journal always open Better left blank
An Irish/St.Ptrick's Day Love Poem
A poem of love on St. Patrick's Day. :)
Texas Longhorns
Born in Texas during the American Old West; Renegade ramparts; Tenderfoots just read the Bible and pray for the best. Dusty ole saddle coddles my blue jeans; I ain’t made it beyond my teens. My main focus is the Rio Grande, rounding up f
Lovers
Lovers entwined, In body and in mind, Hearts connected, Feel their love projected, Passionate words said, No longer shall they pray for death, Entrapped in each other’s eyes, No more betrayals and no more lies, Loving words said in their
Of Trailer Hitches And Semis..
On July 23,2012, I was taking a load of cattle and a bull to a new buyer .While waiting at the stoplight, some fellows stopped to ask some questions about my truck and trailer, garnering some appreciative glances in the interim. I had just bought a 24 ft. brand new stock trailer and put a new trailer hitch in the bed of the pickup truck. While talking to the fellows, a semi with a sleepy driver plowed into the back of the stock trailer. The cattle were pretty beat up and bruised, the trailer hitch moved forward six inches, the stock trailer took a real beating and the truck bed looked like a beat up tin can. The impact caused a bad sprain in my knee, thus triggering a blood clot in my lower right leg. I passed out from the pain and the shock. I'm now on Coumadin (blood thinner-will be on it the rest of my life)and may be going back for yet more physical therapy. The cattle will be fine with some extra rations and aspirin boluses mixed into their feed. Insurance has seen to it that the truck will be repaired, the trailer will be replaced (Gotta love those warranties!)and I mailed the trailer hitch to the company I got it from to attest to just how tough those things really are. They sent me a new one and want my story. How the life of this cowgirl rancher is never boring.
Is Love Gonna Be Enough
Awkward to speak about, that feeling so insecure sometimes is really very natural and ok sometimes.
My (own) knight in shining armour!
:") I loved 'Your knight in shining armour' by Mr. Fellsman so I wrote this one. ^__^ And I always think we should be our (own) knight, we should be strong. ^__^ Cheers! Ref: "Your knight in shining armour" by Fellsman If your aching heart's been broken I can fix it all for free If your dreams have all been shattered Just leave everything to me. If your friend or wayward lover Has abandoned you, my dear I will help you to recover That I promise without fear. If life's left you bruised and battered I will be your soothing balm Taking care of all your problems And I'll see you take no harm. Should ill fortune come your way That dragon I shall slay Or if you're simply feeling low I'll chase your blues away What e'er it is that troubles you I'll send you soothing Karma You may be sure I'll always be Your knight in shining armour.
starsign challenge. (A Scorpio's Kiss)
I am a scorpion:) lol Thanks Spartacus & lady m, for the challenge. A fun write, that hasn't been done in awhile!!!:) Ty...
Don't Want To See
Don't want to hear you cry in the dark Blaming yourself for missing the mark Don't want to see the world change your heart You're the same as you were right from the start Don't like to see you knock yourself down It breaks
Dedication: For My Horse Rebel
An honest poem about an honest horse. "No hour spent in the saddle is ever wasted" - Winston Churchill.
Awareness
Free speech
Wishful Thinking
I wander alone through this murky wood Thoughts of you once again fill my head Will you walk this wood with me someday? Carve our names on a tree? Will you take my hand and place it on your heart, kiss my lips, promise we'll never be apart? Will
Bye Bye Bernie
A parody of the Everly Brothers Bye Bye Love. Hillary seems to have it in the bag and Trump seems to be there to help her.
Letting Go
Last night I dreamt of you I woke up feeling blue I ask myself is it really you Could this be true I beg you to stay You always turn and walk away Leaving me sad and blue My mind plays tricks Too late to fix I have to let you go Be
The honor is mine
The thought of meeting you Keeps me up at night All those poems you wrote Sunk deep in my soul I've stirred a course through Loves sea And you've been the wind in My sails So sad that my hands cannot Cup your cheek I send you my t
Where Do I Fit
Down a dirt road, I ride Trying to forget and clear my mind But thoughts are not easy to fade When I remember you say That I am nothing And you want something More than I can give Why do I even live You want someone like me You just don't wa
Kiss of hands
Did you hear about kisses of hands? So there is a wish to whisper to You about it They kiss, through piercing with light, Squeeze a breast delight of sweet torments … When
peace be with you
Just a thought Thanks all for your read
The History of the Earth
You've never let me love you... But I still do. You sever every attempt to... Unfortunately true. Despite your resistance my heart will appeal, Relentless persistence in part will reveal, Unearthing consistence, Prevailing coexistence, Ther
MANDY
IT SEEMS THAT LATELY ONE MY FAMILY DISAPPEARS FROM THE DEVILS TOWER! I HAVE ONE GOOD PERSON STILL WORKING THERE! HE WILL INVESTIGATE! SHE"S MY LITTLE CALICO!
Frozen Howl
Inside a knowledge turning cogs on this wheel born from the darkness a heart rules supreme fear in one wish looking towards tunnel light love All that will remain when all turns to dust threads of life dance kneeling weak alone humble and meek fi
The Marmite Effect
Wrote this back in March when I read about the Marmite shortage. So, has it made it back onto the shelves?
ON CHRISTMAS EVE
Merry Christmas!
Who could deny oneself such love?!
I have translated the poem/lyrics put to music, added two links: one to the song performed by Alla Pugacheva and the other - to karaoke. Enjoy the song and follow the lines simultaneously. Have a good time!
Living In Two Worlds
Exercising that balance between work and home is a daily ritual for most of us.....this poem relfects on that.
your piercing eyes
For a dear friend Thanks all for reading.
sueded chap
you weave a thread around my hair and call it not a braid the wind it whispers in my ear this strand: left unrestrained the clouds - they dance in ecs tasy pounding out the rain I watch in thunder I hear in light as trails: gal
Blue Diamonds
Diamond blue The color of your eyes Love to watch them as they dance around Hands soft warm and loving Touches my heart When I cup your face in my hands Fills my soul I can feel the love we share Making me whole When I look at your pi
Shadows of Life
Powerful new prose now that Mars is coming into view…..
I Miss You So Much!
Love again - there's no escape from it! Another translation of our Georgian poet. This must have been his first love - as it seems from the poem, but we all could relate, the most cherished and poignant memories are with the first love - no other love could compare!
emotional journey
for you my darling friend SR and all those that have loved and lost.
Farewell and Thank You Dear Poets!
Thank you everyone!
Be Kind to Animals
'The wicked man is cruel to his beast.' 'Bible'
EYES NEVER LIE
ITS ALL IN THE EYES WHERE THE TRUTH IS BEGGING TO SHOW ITSELF!
S O M E T H I N G T O L I V E F O R
Don't know the author, I must say it is inspirational !
STOP YOUR LUNACY
To reiterate... Truth is always truth! Tweaked 3/31/22 Copyright(07)...
Singing Blue Blazes
one dream will always catch fire love a couplet
Lost is Love
Nothing unusual
DADDY'S GIRL
shes returning home after many a years shes attending dads funeral shes controlling fears. as door opens slowly shes slapped with coldness in the face hit with never ending memories of her bad old days. was no home sweet home all thanks to
Starborn
From the moment you were born... I sensed your presence. Your soul slipped... And escaped my clutch. The lost look on... Without hope... But for you, I have made an exception.... I would pull all of the stars out of the sky... And hold th
ERRAND GIRL
I WROTE THIS POEM STRICTLY FROM OBSERVATIONS WHILE DRIVING THROUGH DOWNTOWN MIAMI LATE AT NIGHT!