Time of reflection - Death of a Innocent
It's not from me It just has to go around the world ...
HORRIBLE HORRIBLE DAY TURNED TRAGIC
just don't think it can get any worse oh i know it could but just seems like it can't
My life is a fairytale
me, just day dreaming of castles in the sky and prince charming dropping by :-)
Why Me Lord..
To praise God..
I do..
An open letter/poem..
My Quotes
I cheated on my fears, broke up with my doubts, got engaged to my faith and now I'm marrying my dreams. Failure is an opportunity to begin again with more intelligence. Teach your daughter about shattering glass ceilings, not about glass slip
The war clock
The war clock is Running.. Anticipating the Days Counting the Hours Ticking away the Minutes Bleeding away the Seconds With the sword of Divine vengeance Against hells Terrorism Against all those Who slaughter the Innocent Who hold
Hurting
I feel so alone My heart has turned to stone I’m so cold I can’t get warm My eyes are glazed All the tears I’ve shed I sometimes feel so dead My head hurts My lips move Never making a sound As I fall to the ground I ask myself what
Guns
Bang, bang, You're dead nothing asked, nothing said Trigger pulled, it is too late slamming of an iron gate Innocent, guilty, no matter what deafening sound, that final shot Damage done, no turning back can't undo with ipecac No thoughts,
From Louisiana
For my baby Cammy...
You are my friend
Standing by, All the way. Here to help you through your day. Holding you up, When you are weak, Helping you find what it is you seek. Catching your tears, When you cry. Pulling you through when the tide is high. Just being there, Thro
Danielle
* I have quoted a line from an Ed Kuepper song here......
People Who Annoy Me
Watched Malala Yousafzai on the Stephen Colbert Show. She is such an inspiration and she inspired this poem.
MYSTICAL LADY
I felt her in front of me tiptoeing through the trees the breeze lifts the leaves ever so gently her shoes make no sound on the ground indentations flatten the grass so I know she is not a figment of my mind she feels gen
RIPPLES OF CHANGE
I started this a couple of days ago and just finished it today, May 4th. This poem is definitely a reflection of all the things that have been on my mind the past few weeks. As we get older, we can't help looking back over our lives. Being forgiven becomes as much a part of being able to forgive in the course of healing. Looking outside ourselves, yet deeply inward, past the stuff we would rather not look at. I feel that all the work I've done on myself in recovery the past 22 years, has made me a better person, sure. But only now do I feel I am truly ready to love that one special man for the rest of my life. I just don't know his name yet. THANK YOU for taking the time to have a read.
Cowardly Dog / Feige Hund
Not written with anyone particular in mind...just trying something totally different. There are many people in this world who hide behind big words trying to make themselves feel better by putting someone else down. Just recently worked with a person like that who threw his big words around but could not even use a can opener to open a can and yet he tried to make everyone around him feel inferior. So I suppose that this is with all those type of people in mind. Translation is as follows You are a coward who hides Behind your so called knowledge But I know the truth you see You are really far inferior
Birdsong
Poetic Prose
Sunshine Police
Sunshine Police riding Dark Clouds on high Arresting the Light in a Sleepy Blue Sky Arise! Sun Beams! Fight for the Light! Before the Sunshine Police Turn your Day into Night!
poets room people
everyone here is amazing...what wonderful feeling you give me..
PEOPLE NEED PEOPLE
"There is the silence of a great hatred, And the silence of a great love, And the silence of an embittered friendship. ... There is the silence of those unjustly punished ..." (Edgar Lee Masters, "Silence") Some life experience that leaves indelible mark, hard to wipe off, if ever. You know what I mean...
My Empty Hungry Heart
The condensed version of a 'cup of love' when sometimes all it takes is to clean out everything cluttering up your heart and make it pure and concentrated for only the one you love...
Heavenly Madness
I couldn't have described love better than in this poet's few eloquent words (Tamaz Chiladze - a Georgian writer, dramatist, and poet). Here is love as a mix of infatuation, madness and, what's important, a big chunk of happiness in the link I attach. Wish you all love, my friends!!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GmVajkqLNU
OUR FEATHERED FRIENDS
LET'S TREAT ANIMALS AS EQUALS!
My Galaxy Is Yours ......
As the sun sets and the darkness arrives, the galaxy's of the stars well collide, new ones are born and old ones well die, telling the story's night after night the little one's in celestial flight, shadows an dust with a spectrum of gas, planets app
Not me
just a thought here really, when we can' we should never not help anyone cause someones life may depend on it, and who knows someday you might find yourself depending on someone like you.
untitled (hoplessness holds me closely)
. Hopelessness holds me closely Trapped forever in its grasp Loneliness flows steadily through me I've lost all faith and trust in love Treading slowly through the days Stress and heartache weigh me down My bones are sticking
Christmas Downer
I have a page a day calendar on Saturday Night Live. Todays was on Debbie Downer. A woman who always sees the negative side of life.
HEAVEN ON EARTH
MY ULTIMATE HEAVEN WOULD BE TO ALWAYS LIVE ON EARTH AND TEND TO MY FURRY ADORABLE ONES!
peace
Just dropping by. Thanks all for your reads.
Little Poet
The little poet writes nicely of his nice wife, his nice kids, his nice university, the nice dead mice he found on his nice snowy road, and his nice guilt for sleeping with his nice student. but some are tornadoes of words, whirling, s
The dance
Not many women can stoke My souls passion Yet her voice echoed from a far Country whispering midnight Fantasies Her skin against the tropical sun Was pastel black to my weary eyes I do not know the sorrows of her Heart, yet I yearn to offer h
Blackbirds In The Rain
It was raining today. There was a constant drizzle for hours. I sat in a shed attached to the house, watching the blackbirds in action in the rain, searching for their food. The constant rhythmic sound of the rain on the galvanised sheet roof of the shed and the gentle drama playing out in the backyard with the blackbirds was a spiritual experience for me connecting me with Nature and the unity of all things as mentioned in the last verse.
DANCE WITH ME
So your heart is broken but your feet are fine I'll follow your lead or you follow mine We don't have to be perfect for each other We just have to dance with one another No matter what your pain, your aches or tears Music will soothe the hurt
Warm Christmas Greetings Everyone
Reflections of the past year and wishing warm Christmas Greetings to one and all. Friends old, new and those yet to be made. :-) I just celebrated my 42nd birthday on December 15th. :-)
Last Leaf Has Fallen
Beginning of winter
Memories Fading Like Old Flowers
Skimming through the pages of our old family bible....
Happy Birthday CS
I was on this site since 2011 and I have met so many on here both in virtual and real life. Love found me here and has provided me so much fun and joys as well as tears that went along with it. But all in all, it is a wonderful place and have met so many friends and continue on meeting so many good people on here. Thanks again CS
King Fisher
MUU-HUU-haahahahahaaaaaaa... SNORT! };-)
~in silence they look~
Hmmmmmmmm, do you have the guts to agree that society is geared like this or perhaps this is only my dream lol. Cheers!
The wounded ape...
a fellow wounded-ape and a tired healer...
Happiness
In my short time here reading others poetry, it appaered to me that too many are so sad. So I'm doing a few as a positive note and hope someone benefits from my thoughts
Isolation (a sonnet)
Now touching on this isolation writing I touch it now I am the daylight fighting. This winter's day of clouds grey overcast To wait a week or two just to outlast. I've found something that I could not say Favor romance on a dismal day. So