This and that
It's about how people always sucking on your happiness or trying to take what's yours pretty self-explanatory
LOVE
Love...Happens
Alone
Took a trip down memory lane , to my mistake I wish I could re do...
Visions
Thunder Birds approach on the horizon... just before the rain - four-legged's tapping and banging on this old house and its skeletal windowpanes... rain dancing across the tin roof barely touching the gutter, the thunder growls, and south wind
Attainable Sun, Contrivance and Plumb
this is about the works of the minor arcana, and the adept of the Magus further committed unto the great work of alchemy.
THIS DANCE
"This Dance" If there were days enough... I would learn this Dance, to dance with you. The floodlight from the east... slowing rises from the depths of the ocean. like Icarus - we ascend to the heavens, like Icarus - only to fall to the
darkest night
As I lay in this darkened room my breath so still memories of your face burn though me like crystallised fire your memory fades and I scream with pain how much longer will Iie hear in this darkened room will your not take me now from my do
Outside my broken window
Outside my broken window, the light begins to fade ... at least that's how the evening tide makes it seem... I look into my closed mind , to see if I can walk the night ... to bridge the gap , to keep close to me , the warm, life giving light..
down in the wood
this is the only poem I ever wrote
Sensuality
feeling a little scratchy darlings :)
Reality
It is an ovation to how insecure we are, created from the depths of my heart to make my feelings known
nu's challenge
Things to change if things could be changed.
sculpture in mind
Thinking about a bust
Sweet treats
A yummy yummy couplet
the guardians of our lost souls
I was touched by the sad plights of our young souls caught in the abyss of prostitution. I was reading Jeffrey Epstein and the many victims of his evil deeds. It breaks my heart. I titled it to signify the lies they promise to the victims and families when their first approach them. I've seen a grim documentary presented by Demi Moore about their recruiting strategy in Asia especially Nepal, Philippines, etc. Very sad. Thanks all for your reads and comments if any.
Someday Shadows
Inside and outside my shadow.
Just Being Me
This is a very old Poem i wrote years ago!
Great as a Gentle King
Abstract on the Christmas message.......
My story
I came alone, i have walked tall through pain and hurt and now i am stronger. I live for me i live for the sun on skin my dark skin, i am a child of Africa with strenght to walk in desert and hope for my home and my people we are beautiful we are sha
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soul of colored houses hearts on broken ships friendship a shelters storm the rays of light show again for the gates of heaven were only a passing cloud
No regrets
I just discovered how a man betrayed me and say hello to being free. Again. For Schaun.
simple
poems in silence sparse as winter branches leaving a few disheveled words without a script
A WARNING
sometimes I see clearly man's destruction of self.
Time's run out
observation on time.
ANGEL
It´s about an Angel, based on someone I had the honor of going out with.. She was indeed an Angel in every way to me and all that came in contact with.. A true friend. One that would not desert you when times got tough.
A tribute to a remarkable friend, Jim aka, Cafe2010
Thanks all for your read.
Mysteries of the Earth
Abstract of life.
insecurities
just a thought
hold me ,forever
The earth was formless for my unborn soul, Which was in deep darkness of the deep sleep, But with your talk, the faint whisper of rain, You woke .........to open up my eyes. Now like an eagle I can fly in this sky, Which you created with colo
Incompetence of the healthcare professionals!
Reality nobody cares....
WILLIAM WINTER
True part of Northumbrian history
This Blue Train
This Blue Train tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face... unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence... i watch the blue fog slowly move in, penetrating each and every glance of mine eye... the blue train slowly pass
LOST
it states simply how im hurting and alone since my angel left and hoping that here might be my renewed strength and maybe new love one can hope.
Life is what you make it...
Life reflections...
Sighs
Composed on the fly.
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flight of a hundred swifts over fields of Summer lifts leaving songs as parting gifts departing arrows in darting shifts
BITTER SWEET PILL
I falltered over title SHADOWS IN MY HEAD or BITTER SWEET PILL ????
Kim
About my Ex
Soulles
Soulless : I feared the most that you will leave me I can't take breath I will forget Do you believe me? I'm soulless And everything is hopeless My heart is homeless And I feel nothing now With the love or feelings Can anybody
to build is human (to refurbish.. divine)
I spent monday just walking through town searching for solace but none could be found the wind whistled arias clarity true I dreamt of a vessel.. she turned into you my eyes coarse from labours blinking through mists a tangle of confl
ravenous
"The Raven" is a diner that lapps the sea foreshore it haunts my tangled memory as it knocks upon my door apple tart and finest cheesecake when I can't eat no more but alas! quoth the raven: order more! after working in the oceans
My dearest
My dearest love When I'm in your arms My hearts at home When I look into your eyes My heart melts When were hand and hand It's only you and me You're a man who can bring me to my knees I haven't felt a love like yours I feel so safe