In the beginning
Imagining a trip to an old underused church
So in Love with You
This was inspired by my boyfriend. :P It's really lovey-dovey, it references the "souls" but I used the word, not out of religious belief, but out of lack to describe it as anything else that better fits the description of how it seems. lol! Hope you guys like it better than my last one... :O
Meeting Again
I met a lady recently and was resting the next day and decided that I would like to meet her again. This is a little fun thing about the thought surrounding the desire vs the trepidation of when is the right time after that first encounter to make contact
**Color Me
Hindered, butterfly lips Caress periods of solitude in my waking dreams Of you Echoes of late night parking lot shoulder stares In the hour glass blares Choking my dry throat – comatose When I want to crawl inside you to escape the cryptic sun
All of Our Lives are Planned
Walking down my road one day I see a little tree, It seems so lost and alone, it reminds me of… me, Not really having a place in this world, not knowing what to do, But sure to grow up big and strong, this I know is true, Feeling small and in the
Yes I do
Who feels it knows it
Desire
You are my desire. You put my heart on fire. Whether I'm awake or asleep, You are the one I want to keep. I know in my heart, I never want to be apart. Each and every night, I dream of you holding me tight. Oh to be in your embrace, As our h
A Wonderful Woman!
Not without name.
Finding Your Way
Just a thought.
My Inspiration!
A dear friend suggested I post this. And as many of my poems there is a hidden theme.
No Chains To Shackle Me
There will be no chains to shackle me. I am like the blowing wind. I can be a nice calm day. Or a storm that is on its way. But I will run free. I come from the time of peace and love. And you were old if you were thirty or above. A time w
marriage
my friend dave(goodguy) phoned tonight from nashville to ask how Lyn was (illness). I answered 'wow, thanks for asking, she's on the mend, what are you doing in nashville?' he replied 'I'm not in nashville, I said I'm in my bathroom.'...me 'oh' ...yes, hearing is the second thing to go....
a rose and a woman
Rose and a woman A rose as the rose bud need water o gown making its root grown strong as the rose bud growns the sun light gives it warmth as the water and the soil gives it the things it needs to grown And as the rose grows up into a b
Bowl of Cherries
true, real love is sometimes hard to find!, for it can disguise itself!
Promises, Promises.
Promises, promises, all you give are promises. Issuing such sweet, alluring dirty lies, Building up my hopes for a better tomorrow. That will only lead to great sorrow. Constantly telling me how you will make things better, How you are such
SHADOWS OF LIFE.
A poem I wrote in Sept 2012.....that seems fitting today....
The Ramblers
Since I became a poet, just the other day, I can't seem to stop slipping into verse. This was inspired by my observations while out walking with the Ramblers.
i was floating on a cotton bud
we see what we want to see, though it is getting more and more difficult to see the good over the bad of this world. peace.
TIME (Eternity Together)
Spend each moment together as if they were timeless.
Rise and Shine
It crept upon me slowly one dawn on nightmare street, silent calls in cushioned halls of every room to peek Lost among the shadows captive by the trance, to see another world beyond the music and the dance Tracked the call of natu
DIVERSITY #CVII
TOO MANY DIFFERING OPINIONS AND BELIEFS CAN'T EQUATE TO UNITED! 5/29/22 twk... added 2
FRIENDSHIP.
Every couple of years, I delete all my poems so they can go on my website, so this one from June 2015, could have been amongst those deleted.......
Viva love
Viva razor-edge love beauty tussled cool the breathing of the matador Viva love's caravels foreign shores dance the imperishable night Viva, viva, love's surprise
Build Me Into A Mountain Lord
I started a journey of of a Divine Intimate relationship with Jehovah/God in which transformed me into a daughter with a Father s love in which I never experience in natural life. I hope you enjoy and this touches your heart.
June 2018
Not so good at punctuation just saying how if we are open in our hearts like a flower opens to the sun it's like our mind can enter that portal back in time and be there again in memory .then here in the present nature continues on regardless.. we are just observers in the greater scheme of things if we allow ourselves eyes and heart open to receive vision of times past and ever present in the natural world around us.
The Songthrush Song
Thank you for reading my poem. It's my first attempt so guidance is very welcome.
Open up.
I find that a sincere prayer lightens daily life.
LOATHSOME LIFE #CII
"LOATHSOME LIFE" 5/12/18 rearranged 10/26/21
JUST SAYING V #CIV
"JUST SAYING" V 5/25/18 Twk 08/31/21
THE LITTLE VIOLET
I was thinking of people when I wrote this. I'm a little violet.
When Lilacs Bloom
So inspired by all the sights and smells and sounds of spring in the great New England countryside.
My Love Is Without Light
I feel that this poem is about the loss of a great love of my life, I was too young to understand how much this women truly meant to me until the moment I had lost her. Now that I know who I am I will take hold of love and not allow it to stop away for the fact of being scared of love. I will embrace love with my heart and not let go.
My Dog
I made order in the attic and found my dog's collar. It still has her smell...i started to cry realising how much i was missing her....so that poem came to me. And like usually Robert thanks for your corrections
ALONE VS LONELY
You can be alone but not lonely You can be lonely but not alone Being both is not a fun place to be I know because been there you see There are days that the pain is deep Wanting something that I can’t see Wondering just what it would take T
SMILE....Once Again.....
experience of life....
CHANGING CIRCLE.
the warnings keep coming about taking care of the planet.......
~ A Secret Wish ~
Wishes are Dreams in real life Sometimes they come true!
I Am Your Friend
Written with a friend in mind and a reflection of true friendship.
We are one
With reference to my experience outside my comfort zone
My Dad
Fond memories inspired me to write this one :)
Beginnings
Falling in love.....
ANGEL RUBY
June 6, 2020 is the 1st Anniversary of the death of Baby Ruby. Still trying to find out what happened to her father - not sure if he is in jail or not. Drug rehab is not the full punishment for something as horrendous as this.https://ae01.alicdn.comUpdate 6/17/2019: They held a Candle Vigil at the St. Patrick's Cemetery where Baby Ruby was killed by her father. At the beginning they read my poem: Angel Ruby. I was not able to attend by listened to the video and sitting here crying. ......6/12/2019: I'm terribly upset. There was a 8 month baby girl about 1/2 mile away from where I live whose father raped, sexually assaulted her and killed her and she was found 25 feet away from shore in a pond. It blows my mind how a father can do this. So close to Father's Day but my guess is he won't win the reward for Father of the year. He is sitting in jail hopefully for life. And with his jail mates that life may not be so long. Her name was Ruby. Such a beautiful little baby.