SWEETEST OF ALL SMILES
FOR A PATIENT IN PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA, SMILE IS A GOOD THERAPY
A limerick
Just a little ditty I came up with when about 12 yrs old!!
beautiful
This is dedicated to.. Drumroll please... ME! Well since no one else writes me love poetry, I thought I would :P
inamorato
"inamorato" said the wildflower to the shady willow tree "if i could i would capture a gentle blowing breeze, so you could always feel it upon your bright green leaves, and imagine it was i breathing my love on thee"
Fire
I've wrote poem about the sea of love, Water , This one is fire,
SING AWAY SORROWS
I SANG THIS SONG TO CONSOLE A FRIEND BERIEVED OF HIS MOTHER
OWEGO - MY ADOPTED HOME
I was born and grew up 10 miles up the road in another town, but I love the town I live in. Owego was voted the "Coolest Small Town in America" in 2009 by Budget Travel Magazine - check it out!
~"The" tilt of the scale~
There's one thing that brings Wee The people to there. Opinionate thought Of the critic In you? A bill that's been passed Was it during your watch? Rights that were bound Constitutionally? Thugs in the life That we want to call ou
Jim
An accident happened to my brother Jim When somebody threw a tomatoe at him Tomatoes are soft and usually don't hurt the skin But this one a 'specially packed in a tin! :-)
My bro jim,
I just saw another poets poem called jim and I too have a brother called jim, He is a character and very funny ,,we miss him but he be home soon with girlfriend and will be a dad soon ,,
OH FINGER OF GOD
PRAYING FOR ALL IN TROUBLED TIMES
HUMAN IRONY
THE CHART OF DAILY EXPERIENCE
The Siren's Song
What can I say about this poem? The only fantasy is in the mind of the fantasist. We set our ideals but know that there is no such thing. A basic flaw in human nature I'm afraid to say.
Bells of an angel rings
You're a little angel whom always brings a warm smile When sunshine flowers with a radiant glowing beam carnations blossom fluttering petals kiss full of joy happiness a rose crowning every single word dances to your sweet melody To
Visions In The Mist
As dawn breaks across the rugged land, vague shapes begin to blurrily appear. images of mythical creatures now seen briefly then brushed away they dissolve. Is it these images that give legends birth? the tales of Unicorns and dragons? The st
Lifting Veils
In the dead of night veils uplift on Mid Summer's Eve, still a time for a few live sacrifices, so tread warily. A time when briefly the gates of hell can open and unworldly things spew forth intent on evil. Mid Summer Night dreams can come to
David Letterman
Stephen Colbert is taking over some time later this year.
summer rain
Just wild thoughts of the past Thanks all for your reads.
Old Age Living
It seems for some that ones life can become intolerably lonely as the years catch up on us especially those living on their own. Have you ever thought about your own future and where you might be?
PRESS..
Press, your emotion and mental thought.. Press, for every fear and hate you've fought.. Press, out darkness which consumes your being.. press, fill it with light to ensure further seeing.. Press, anger cleanse the soul.
To you from me.
I sometimes think of her. Now and again. The Daughter of a universaty dean. And wonder..
CRAVING
WE AS HUMANS PRETEND NOT TO NEED EACH OTHER
DO NOT FORGET
MEMORIES OF PERSONEL SACRIFICE OFTEN RECURS IN REAL LIFE
faded life
This poem just represent the battle of fear Close to death how many fear the unknown. . wrote this on a rainy day...With the mind set Of nothing to lose
If I could
Never take things for granted.
The life I come from
The battle of making it out... enough said Without vision your a body without soul
secret liaisons
it was one i did a few years back not from personal experience but imagination
daddy long legs (crane fly )
a lighthearted take on the lil critters
Soul
A half of the soul
THE MULCH MAN
IT TAKES 3 THINGS TO MAKE TREES GROW TALL AND STRONG! MULCH, THE LORDS RAINDROPS, AND THE LOVE OF THESE DEDICATED PEOPLE!
The greatest gift I got in life is I
Not claiming this is a poem as I know nothing about poetry. Must say it sounds and looks a bit like a poem so decided to post it here.
Native American Love Poem
Dedicated to my Choctaw ancestors...
A love so tragic
It was summertime in the city james was sick of the innuendos he was lying in his soft bed soft light crept through the window thoughts of Cassandra raced through his head he thought of the love they shared he remembers the joy that once overwh
Alone
Lost and lonely Heart is empty Roams the streets Looking for peace Will to live is slowly dying I begin to pray Oh God please forgive me my sins Light the way Forever in my heart you shall remain
True Love
When you find true love what a wonderful day when you find that one what a wonderful way when you know you are loved what a wonderful say coz when the Lord intervenes what a wonderful pray!
Do you know what you want?
Do you know what you want or are you afraid of it? I have always wanted the one that chooses me. Not the one that thinks he can fix me. Really though dont fix me, i will always be broken. In life nothing comes easy and love isnt supposed to be that
I have been thinking.....
Really though does anyone else out there think the Easter Bunny and the Toothfairy are in cahoots of sorts? Or as i like to call the Toothfairy, the body parts mafia! Well i mean you lose your teeth at first as a young child but hey there is it.... m
Relationships and such
We all take things from past relationships we have had. So what have I learned? Flossing is important, laughing is essential, actions speak louder than words, perfection is impossible, no matter how good you treat someone there is that possibilty yo
Chances
Many of us get so many previews of our profiles and yet nothing happens? Do we chance to look at them or does one sit back and wait to see if any response from that first look. Obviously many of us here are used to the scammers so very wary of making the first move so how do we know just when to take that Chance?
METRO P.C.S.
INSPITE OF LITTLE MISSHAPS; I STILL FIND IT; THE BEST ON THE MARKET!
Before
Just a little spin on friendship....
Scars
For the invisible pain we cannot understand