My perfect Kiss.
I just think a Kiss is one of the most sensual things a man and woman can do:-)
ANGEL CAFE
September 2020: It has been 3 years since you left Poetry Corner for eternity in Heaven with our Lord and Savior. We miss you dearly Cafe. Date you entered Heaven Sept. 17, 2017: Love to Cafe Jim - we will miss you dearly
forgive yourself and accept your past
To forgive is NOT to forget, it is to live in peace within yourself. And be set free from the person that has hurt you.
Prisoner
I dont feel very well today!!, nah! I am cushty!! (thats English slang for feeling good!), just a poem about personal despair and how some just retreat in this life.
Interracial Love Poem
Like a woman barefoot up to her neck, life is a garden: everything in it is beautiful...
Sheba
For my new friend..
I'M INVISIBLE
More and more feeling this way. Things in my life lately
MY MASTERPIECE (Last poem)
lately very disappointed with some events taking place elsewhere, its affected my morale badly, Alas this is my Masterpiece! my very last composed one. if something goes right in your life you can take comfort and strength from there, when nothing seem to go brightly or boost your confidence, it takes a Hell of a beating and the last straw would be jumping off a bridge. . . not me, not even good enough to do it when depression hits, i fight it back by listening to music. its not working this time. . . the good news is more time to comment.
Twas The Night Before Christmas (Jail Version)
We have the largest prison population in the world. Most of the people in prison don't deserve to be there, but a few do. It seems that we reward bad behavior and punish good behavior in this country. I just think it would be nice to have the truly bad ones get a good scolding from Ol St. Nick.
Dear Heart,
Nothing at all. I just only wanna talk to my 'heart' :") to make sure if it's okay. :"p lol
A GOOD BLACK WOMAN
I'm so proud of all the black women..
Even If The World Would End Tomorrow
^__^ Inspired from........ "Just Suppose..." by Fellsman, posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011.
The Twelve Bottles of Te Bheag Whiskey
Saw this one on the wall of a the hotel at Isleornsay on Skye, many years ago.
Love Is Like Fire
A muse on a time honored thought about love by many.
A flower/woman
was just thinking how alike we are to a flower, but only in some ways:-) Holds Michaels hand and watches the wind blow the petals over the field, rests on his shoulder and feels safe.
NOT THE PERFECT WOMAN
2/18/2020: Beware! There is a troll loose in the the CS poetry section. Reading all the guys profiles, it seems like that they all want a wonder woman who likes to do all the things they like to do (guy things)and she needs to look like a supermodel to boot. Oh well - I must admit we women too fantasize on our perfect man - but if the chemistry is there - I believe the chemistry is what makes the person perfect in OUR eyes. However, people can be false and leer you in with that chemistry and you don't realize it until it's too late.
Funny honey
your my honey your my sweet your my pumpkin pie to eat you my sugar and my spices your my icing and my ices your my candy your my cake oops i ate you by mistake :XD
Blossom
for a friend!
SAILS BY ANY TIDE
FOR YOU MY LOVE, THE BEACONS ARE LIT, TO GUIDE YOUR SHIP INTO MY HEART, UPON THE TIDE.
Dark side of Scorpio Woman
While most people consider a Scorpio to be a venomous creature, the true power of a Scorpio lies in healing and spreading peace. What you see is what you get with this woman! There is no pretense about Scorpio Woman!
Kotare..The Kingfisher…Halcyon sancta
Just our only Kingfisher, not restricted to my land alone, but known in Australasia
Andrew (Acrostic)
Seemed like a suitable subject for the current popular acrostic poem format...
The Divine Heart.
The heart Is, and always shall be, the Divine.
The Lonely Women Poem
We have all watched men and women walk right past someone we know is good and take up with the crumb that we know is going fail and soon.
Pangaea
My Cammy...Happy Sunday to all!
Will I Forget Thee
for all you incurable romantics out there, lets rock!!
a try
This is translated from italian :/ hope it will make sense You were for me once For you who, in those December nights at the moon, you open your sights like a caress, you give me the true image. For you, the knot of my only fortune, the o
Little Black Cloud
Black clouds are part of life. They can appear out of nowhere, but they will go just as quickly and when they're gone, they leave not so much as a trace. The holidays are a time of year with a high incidence of depression, but if a black cloud darkens your day remember that this, too, shall soon pass.
A Single Wish
wouldnt we all like a wish, I am not sure, because one just would not be enough
Domain
Why is it some people want you to be what you dont want to be. I made myself and I am happy with that, despite the issues!.
'Fisherman Lost At Sea'
Hello,Just dreaming about a Fisherman that is lost out at see.I was painting today a canvan of a Boat and the Ocean and came up with thi silly little Poem.Sometimes it is ok to be silly.
I said I did and I still do
I found myself so stupid to have loved you. That time my heart said, “Go ahead!” my brain said, “No, hold on!” I ignored my brain; followed my heart and you torn me apart. This time I’ll follow my heart and listen to my brain. And then I’ll learn to love again.
A Pair Of Marble Angels.
Another In The Vampire Love series.
I Love
My Creole lady..
Unforgiven
While morning 's light creeps silently through the ivory curtain, She awakens to the sound of a red winged blackbird, singing a haunting song of promises to come. She reaches over and entwines her fingers through his, and contentedly l
Surreal Poem
Was it a dream?
its a dogs life
Its a dogs life gotta tell you wearing goggles like these so i m frowning who would nt this dog dont want to swim in sea so i m in a mood look what
The Note
Self explanatory, I hope, like the note!
Scattering
I am now scattered!!, time for bed
Shining Glory.
Love transcends time and space.
A Plate Of Pain
I wrote to you, last week About pain Not yours, nor mine But ours For it is best served In small dishes And shared Garnished With feelings Crowned with emotions And accompanied By a salted sauce Of tears When the pain was over We smil