Night Fight
I was just thinking about some things that we hear in the night. How in the morning, if we had slept through it all, often times we would never even know it happened at all.
I M 4 U - R O F L M A O
To all my friends on CSPC...
i want your feelings
I wrote this for a girl I met one night in a bar, got to know her, then she turned me down.
Where Once Was Love
My first marriage.
Kathy
We were lovers for about six months and I have many fond memories...
A Doll Like You
Dedicated to My Sister, who is a Prominent Porcelain Doll Maker. She is in a Battle with Breast Cancer right now. This one is for her! It Honors Her Talents as a Doll Maker!
What's Love?
Self explanitory...
hummingbird
thinking about how there is never enough time to accomplish everything in a day.
My Round!
Cheers!
Friendly Love
Thinking of her...
Yankee Doodle
A conglomeration of several I have known...
You can't trust thought!
This poem is about the things people tell themselves, to keep from getting close to other people..........
Weather The Storm
I just Love Thunderstorms and Rainbows.
I Have
Hope you have too!
Love's Beginning
Written a while back...
Cycle's End
And I kept that vow. The cycle is broken!
Going Slowly
Will the tortoise win this time? Guess we'll have to w a i t... and... see...
Ms. Wrong
True story!
Mail From a Friend
Isn't it exciting when that Mailbox or Flowerbox button lights up?
Drifting Apart
Written for a friend who is going through it.
LIFE'S A TRIP
This is an older Poem of mine. I wrote this one many years ago, by candlelight. The power was out, it was winter, and very, very cold. We had just finished telling stories to each other. Stories of how these hard times, would be so much better one day in the future. Well, My 3 (angels)children then fell asleep beside me, on the couch. We all were under a big blanket to keep us warm. I remember that they looked so very sweet when they were sleeping. The oldest girl asleep, leaning against me, my middle girl asleep, leaning on the oldest, and my baby boy, asleep, leaned against her. Like cute little sleeping dominos. Anyway, I wrote this one that night, while being the biggest domino. . . . LOL . . I hope that you all enjoy it. (warm smile) and Be Blessed Always.
Scars
Self explnitory...
Mane of Moonbeams
Sparkling, long, and flowing soft, and shimmering through a comb, A little hand ,with love,caressed each strand and knew a home. Her eyes alight with awe to see the splendour falling there in the magic that was moonbeams, that was grandma's silver
Rain
Just wishing for a little rain today...
The Quest
Still hopeful...
Morning
G'mornin'!
The Dancer
Circa 1970...
Weather Report
Just for fun.
LIFE-HATER
PEOPLE JUST NEED TO STOP HATEIN ON EACH OTHER AND COME TOGETHERAND INJOY LIFE AND STOP ALL THIS KILLING....PEACE BE WITH US ALL
Honor The Firefighter
Fire is an Equal Opportunity Killer! This one is Dedicated to ALL of our Firefighters, Fallen in Honor, or Standing Proud!
Miss Ellie
And the sheriff and a couple other people that're lookin out for her...
An Afternoon Snorkel
Amazing! Thanks JerseyGirl for suggesting this as a poem topic!
Tragic Mirror
What's a "body image," anyway?
Durango
Beautiful spot!
Missing a Friend
Ah well...
Song For You
A gale is raging. Raindrops thrash our blue-black windowpanes. Don't fear, love: soon morning will come like a flower with petals of light.
The Perfect Art
In humid gloom she weaves her doom; by moon's faint rays, she spins to lay her silken trap of which one snap will bring to naught what she has sought: namely a fly that has to die so that it can perfect her plan. Flawless her
On Sensuousness
Guess I was just feeling...I dunno... Sensuous maybe?
On Sensitivity
Inspired by a line in Robert A. Heinlein's Time Enough for Love.
Still Clueless
True story
On Religion
Just how I am.
Warning!
The drug commercials!!!