Dusk
The poem is an imagistic description of dusk.
Moon
It's a romantic description of the moon.
Eros
It's a description of erotic love.
Moon
It's a description about the moon
Love
It's a description of love
Eros
It's a poem about passionate love.
Clouds
It's a description about clouds
Love
It's a description on love
Moon
It's a description about the Moon.
Dawn
It's a description about the beauty of dawn
Ode to Eros
It's a poem about Erotic love.
Gentle stranger
There is a man, in a box
I Saw Santa Eating Children
Krampus is Christmas figure from German folklore that comes to whip bad children and eat really bad children. He takes the really bad ones and puts them in the basket he wears on his back.
"Soul Art"
Pure Love Poem
The Entwined Luck
Pure Love & Romantic Piece of Poetry
___Make It One Day____
Everyday is the same There's no change, there's no joy I feel weak, I feel tired I'm depressed, I'm alone All these thoughts in my head f*ck, it's all a big mess Let's move on and forget All I need is some rest I feel lost, I feel trapped
(Mean Things) this is not a poem but how about a song what do you think
12/4/2017 Verse 1 if I could change what the world said to you If words were true you would have left me You deserved what happen Love was just a door that opened and left And I’m still here cause its just right Do me right
O Gee, I guess...
A friend from southern rock band asked me to write a quirky song that they could use as an icebreaker. Now they want more. LOL
Adoring You
Loved ones
NO MORE FREEBIRD (Listen to Freebird as you sing along)
There was a discussion on a band page about how entertainers are tired of being asked to sing Freebird while they are setting up. So I wrote... "Freebird is very popular and it brings back a lot of good memories for some people. I suggest that bands modify the song to make it fun for you. The most popular part is the outro ending. So if your band has a sax or 2 play it with the sax. If you have a very ambitious drummer, play it with the drums. Play just the last verse and ending. Be creative and change the words." After posting that to the website, my friend dared me to rewrite Freebird to express the sentiment. So, I did.
SINGLE
SINGLE… Single to hold single to write single to live ,single to type single to eat to sleep to bear to wake up alone with whom to share? Single to breath single to scare single to carry,single to bed And single moment of despair has single e
FREEDOM
Freedom Slows down.. the beats of sorrow Dawn on Earth immune the Space Day dreaming loves the rhyme As nights of mine go insane And sound s of breezes are the blinks of your eyes Like the morning light which strikes the Time I need to recall,a
MIRROR
The mirror of the mind like life's wheel of Time of day's and night's breath of tears moment shines.. You never know what is the next you never know what is the best. You always guess,you always try you always mind if worths the try.. And l
WiFi
Imagine if you could transport a band from 1967 SF to the present day...what would they make of this internet age?..well, here's a fair go at what kind of song lyric they might write...
Thank you that you exist
To you thank you that you nearby, Even if nearby you are absent, You virtual look You grant to my soul light. Thank you that has kissed, But only it is a pity not in real
The Art of You
Let me listen to violin sound which is come from your heart. It's so sad, it's sound of broken. But how a beatiful heart you have. Even its broke it sounds a wonderful art. Let me be an audience of your theater which is playing on your face. It'
The woman is similar to wine
Yes, the woman is similar to wine, And where wine, is important for the man there To know sense of proportion. Don't look for the reason Not it is guilty of wine if I am drunk-. Yes, in the woman as in the book, the wisdom is. The sense is
WHAT I SEE
I've seen the fire, that you think that you should hide. try not to show it, bury it down deep inside. though you don't know it I've seen the flames there in your eyes I know you don't think it's true, but I see more light in you than you do.
Burger King
I am pretty happy about a Burger King coming to our town of about 11,000. The last part is from Family Guy.
Jeeves
Jeeves of course was the butler.
Everyone chooses for itself
Everyone chooses for itself Woman, religion, road; To serve a devil or the prophet, Everyone chooses for itself Everyone chooses on itself The word for love and for a prayer. Sword for duel, a sword for fight Everyone chooses on itself
Out of Line
(Since I'm stuck writing poems for six more days, might as well try to write an actual one instead of talking like it's a poem.) maybe write another and try this time maybe someone other ain't gone this time is she out there lasting don't kno
Don't trust him, sometimes yourself,
Don't trust him, sometimes yourself, When return I have wanted home. The one who has thrown this house once, But again it is knocked under your window. In what love inconceivable sense Love not a lodge old idle time. Whose walls can be bleach
Everything is so conditional
Everything in this world is so conditional: Moment of wanderings and offenses. I will tell you laconically. That in life there is on all a limit: Friends, enemies, treason, jealousy, I loved not enough, I caressed not enough And value has all
Love's abyss
ah to be blown away, hopelessly in the abyss, one day for all of us... ;)
I will keep watching
I will keep watching...! as you said like a lonely man who is watching the night sky while awaiting for the rising of my star I will keep watching...! while believing the star which I'm awaiting for will rise for sure I will keep watching.
The house of love destitution
In the style of Jim Morrison, ah Jim what could have been if you hadn't have exited so early.
Lovley Lights
Ants are so cool.
To the women here
Yes, I hope to find the one
let the yeats be kind
this cabin be the same as real though the texture has a different feel her fingerprints upon the door scuffed heel scar upon the floor in walked she as moonlit shone her ghost a'rest upon my own the lake her eye oft frozen
Dear woman from little boy
[ winter 2002 ]
Love Is The Hero
Free verses was in my mind