High Times
Late Fall, a church harvest supper, up in the mountains of New England
son of death (jim morisson in memoriam)
poets you're only a fraction..
G R O W I N G F R O M Y E A R T O F E AR
AND THE REST IS HIS STORY
You
You know what its about.
A Soldier’s Quantum
Trying to understand the dilemmas a religious soldier may have.
Never say never
Lol nothing much I just felt I could drop some lines. :D
~ A Christmas Ring ~
Hoping the women on C/S get their Christmas Wish!
Loving without Owning
Not all true love end up together. And simply the pain heals by just keep loving him.
REALITY CAN STRIKE ONE FALLING
One can have delusion or a mirage, but reality can strike us and it hurts?
Local Politics (Macduff's Just Because Challange)
Well....placing some folksy diatribe about politics into a most colorful local "Hill Farmer" vernacular requires some skill so that means in order to meet Macduff's challenge and only slight variations of spelling and language that sounds more like the folks back here in the 'stick's would reckon. Hope you enjoy !! :)))
PLACES TO BE - Easter Island
A most isolated place on earth with intriguing giant stone statues..
PLACES TO BE - Amsterdam
Amsterdam is fascinating!
PLACES TO BE - St. Basil's Cathedral, Russia
St. Basil's cathedral is a magnificent architectural piece!
A LOVE POEM
Best wishes on Valentine’s Day.
APPRECIATE THE STRUGGLE
Just lockdown thoughts again.
L O V E, L O V E, L O V E
Simple love lines, the folly of falling in love.
IF IT'S OUR TIME, WE HAVE TO GO
There's a certain fear with an invisible enemy in our midst. But I believe, if it's our time to go, we have to go wherever we are.
CHOOSE LOVE AND LIGHT
Have a Blessed All Soul's Day
LOVE LINES # 2
Love, love. love. Being in love with love.
LOVE LINES
Simply love.
AN AUGUST POEM
Some lines for August.
WHISPERS
ARE YOU STILL THERE !!! COME CLOSER..., OPEN YOUR CHEST..., AND LET ME IN... I AM COLD OUT THERE.., AND I LONG FOR REST.....
all dreams are gone
They took off in the wind. Just like all the songs no one finished. Nobody is kissing, Everyone is sighing, Tired and worn out from another useless day. Every tear is done, No hugs for anyone, Just another song about another hopeless cause
Silence Molds the Clouds All day
inspired by Beatle's: - Julia - Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, Touch me, So I sing a song of love, Julia
Is it me, or is it you?
Just having a little fun with 'rhymes'.??
The Hands of God
He uphold me in the hollow of his mighty hands, So far above the sinking sand. Holy angels around me stand, Ten thousand times ten thousands. I’m preserved in the cavity of his stalwart palms; I’m sheltered from life’s raging storm. On life’s
Your Essence
I met this guy last year who was an exceptional dark poet. I loved his work and he isnpired me to write this.
I Was Prepared
I wrote it to capture the moods of relating to people on a personal level on the internet.I was prepared for the advantages and disadvantages but even outside of cyberspace we have to deal with them.
A Christmas Snow------monorhyme
A Christmas Snow The soft snow flakes fall gently coating the land, which to white is turning. Trees brushed white stand gleaming as Christmas dawns with sunlight bursting. A hush settles as people start stirring emotions high, children in
~ Thanksgiving ~
Tis the Holiday season to adding weight to the belly line "Happy Holiday"
Haunting Eyes
This iswhat happens when one falls in love with married men! xx
SHE
Just an abstract piece.
Walking Hand In Hand
I wrote this for a contest and won SILVER for this poem. It was written from a memory I have as a young girl when I first discovered love. I am sure we have all been in that place before. Enjoy. xx
African Spring
This is my memory of what Spring is like back home. Enjoy. xx
FLOWER
I met someone at a poetry site and he inspired me to write this.
ashes
a poem about being stuck in a bad relationship, and not knowing when to get out.
I Once Spied A Famished Fairy!
This was a fun poem I wrote for a Poetry Contest. xx
I'll Stay For A While ...
No particular reason for writing this - I just have an overactive imagination. xx
Come Swing With Me!
Just somthing I wrote from a past memory when I was young and carefree. xx
My Endless Mission
I sit alone. I write, I think. Searching for just one conclusion, One ending. To feel complete. There's a missing piece, a cold black hole, Which never ends... Oh! The quessiness it sends! Where's the way out? Why am I stuck? Am I a prisone
Coworkers
Just ragging about my job, but it could be any of the jobs I have had. Social interaction has always been a real crapper for me. I was asked what I liked best about my job. I answered the ride home.