Interaction
just wondering how people interact..........
Call it love
Two is always better than one..Happy Sunday!
A Starry Shade of Night
Delphinus stars ~Lord Byrons Manfred~
A Child's Pain
No words necessary.
Unjust Inquisition
My Dearest Father in Heaven; I know it's not my right tonight to inquire of Your position... Curiosity, has obviously, gotten the best of me... I will not try to justify this unjust inquisition... Why must there be, for all to see, such harsh
A New Day Dawning..
Carpe diem Indeed seize this day...
Mr.Wrong
I’m not looking for ideal. I’ve seen ‘em, They are all fake. I’m not looking for a match With the same interests as mine. I would learn nothing new. I’m not looking for alike thinker I would start the phrase and he would finish it f
Humorous Sonnet
You wish for me to write a sonnet Words of love dripping from the page But then you come and insult my bonnet Did you not think that would result in rage Your
MY LOVE
Waiting and waiting for Love to come
My ANZAC
In recognition of Anzac day an my grandfathers contribution 'lest we forget'
Bells of Kilmigrol
Blackpool (Lancashire) - Legend has it on stormy nights, a town lost off the coast of Blackpool many years ago, the bells can be heard ringing on stormy nights. Fastinating stuff because this part of England is my family's ancestrial home. :))
Broken Man
Men and their cars!!, the great compensator, I wrote this about four years ago, it still makes me smile. We used to have a funny night on here, those were the days, for those who can remember.
Book of Life
sometimes reflection is not a good thing, but hey! we all have our stories to tell!!
Shadrach Hah.
A Couplet. There are Vampires and there are Vampyre. The Shadrach Hah Is Lord of all, God's vengeance.
Lottery Ruined My Life
This is based on real people who have won the lottery and 90 percent of all football athletes who end up blowing their millions on frivolous things like limos, private jets, and fancy meals.
DARK HORIZON SUNSET
Saw the most beautiful sunset the other night. The sky was all dark except for a small band across the horizon was white with streaks of pink, lavender, gold and blotches of blood red.
prison boy
AN OLD JAIL POEM PASSED ON THROUGH DIFFERENT GENERATIONS.
Beer Acrostic
Cheers to beers
Fire and Rain
My Sunday morning poem..Happy Sunday!
OH BLESSED ROOSTER
WATCH OUT EVERYONE FOR THERE ARE STILL SOME MANIACS IN THE WORLD
Tribute to the apostle Paul
The young aspiring poet waited patiently outside the prison cell, and listened to the muffled voice of the Roman guard making the quiet reguest to the aged apostle. Moments later, the guard stepped outside the cell and remarked to the young poet, 'Pa
MEMORIES
My Mom loved tiny yellow flowers and butterflies. The anniversary of her death will be Aug. 5th - 10 years ago.
Briefie aan n wegloop kind
about a mother waiting for her daughter to come back home after she moved out. They never spoke again and the mother kept this small note in her apron till her daughter came back. This never happen and the day the mother died, this note was passed on by a family member to her doughter.
Falling
Silly love poem..lol For Cammy...
IMAGINE - Part 1 - The Candle Hope
2019 Advent season is upon us - today we light the Candle Hope
Moth and flame
Don't look for steadfastness in love, don't demand anything eternal from mortals....
Languishing With Siberia
Ah my friends, I watch so much from the outside, yet who are we to percieve poetry. You write, I write, are we so different?, I have a love so far from the maddening crowd, let me bestow you, with thoughts, of a longing, of a past love that sees itself with Siberia, the coldness, the emptyness, the heartlessnes and the lonelyness. But it has its own beauty and it certainly has its own ghosts. Are we not but ghosts of the future, and who will recognise this ghost of one we approved and loved upon. All I can offer you my friends is poetry, born of emotion, born of freedom but most of all born of passion. Poetry is not about metre, not the correct syllables, not precise in its manner, it is about you!! and your wants and needs, embrace me for I am poet!!. I have been missing, but to many not forgotten, may the peace of poetry be upon you all.
IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE
Enjoy today as tomorrow never comes
my sweet Rita !
I wonder what she is doing at this hour my Andean and sweet Rita of needs and wild cherry trees Now that this weariness chokes me, and blood dozes off, like lazy brandy inside me. I wonder what she is she doing with those hands that in attitude
Broken Doll
how so many feel at times, but for someone who lives it for years it must be like a living hell, and there are people like this out there, I knew one once:-)
Ghostwriter
This haunted temple of mine inside is just a spirit prison... Housing cold dark spirits that control my every thought... I have not chosen these frozen and unholy written visions... And though I'm blessed, I am a mess, and thoroughly possessed...
Simple Country Life
A sonnet to celebrate the unsophisticated candor of rural America...
Road to Nowhere
I love being a miserable git!!!
If I Could (1) ( A Trilogy)
Bloody Hell!!, my watch just stopped!!
Love 'im to pieces
Love 'im to pieces
for Obama
I might be wrong but he just claimed this fight is not about Islam, yet he fails to address that when an attack is done, it is claimed to glorify their god? Note: in the mechanics of politics, he does work on pleasing both the original 13 groups that run our government of whom control the commercialism and profit induced ventures (Rockefellers, Magnin, Rosenthals...) and the lowly like you and me. Not easy and don't get me wrong, I am not implying that our ideology and principles are bad compared to socialist, fascist governments of the world. No all I am saying is, we can do better. He can stop this madness should he choose to. Stop the evil brainwashing of these monsters to young kids who will carry their goal (suicide bombers), they are just as victims and you and me. Educate them as young that no God, allow anyone to harm anybody, let alone, kill. Easy. Isolate them and change the system.
Angry phrases
I hate you, hate is nothing new. I will destroy you, what does that mean if true? I will get you, what if i will not have you? I will kill you, death that one never knew. I will bury you, someone will bury you too. Hate, destroy, get, kill and bury
Dark Matter
The only thing that matters in this cursed dark universe... Are things unseen in sick dark dreams that bring what surely hurts... Invisible stars too far to reach elude me every time... Dark matter is the element that can make your dark stars shin
Woman
As beautiful as God's Eternal Wife... I cannot look upon you... Your beauty overwhelms my senses... Suppression of breath... Skin standing on end... Eyes raining never-ending... I tremble at the very thought of you... My unworthiness is my c
A September Day Tribute
Tribute to all those loss September 11, 2001
Love Is
My thoughts on love
I love you/I’m sorry/ Please forgive me/Thank you
she was my greatest love..., by far...