A little bird
Once upon a time a little bird kept coming back to my window likely to inspire me to write this poem
SITTING IN MY DECKCHAIR
Just sitting in my deckchair
Secrets of Spring
Just keeping the press turning......with "secrets of spring".......nature doing all the entertaining in brilliant color Chroma......
A RUDE AWAKENING
Glad I don't dream much
Fly Again
“ If you love somebody, set them free! “
Lower Back Pain
I've got Lower Back Pain and its so hurt.
2 Million Stars
I looking at the sky outside my room and its dark. *Ok, it was night* I think we need 2 million stars to made it bright. LOL.
"Long Walks"
That is a secret to me
Shining Knight
My memories
Time To Time
Abstractive thinking about the meaning of live, love, joy, and happiness.
Penultimate Son
Little play on a big word. ??
My Alpine Meadow
Sometimes we need to feel a connection to a sense of place and time.
RETIREMENT
Life end of the road.
The Castle on the Hill
inspiration
Mountain full of Gold
Is a music like I toke as a poem
What is love?
I have long been a romantic but don't think I have ever truly been in love. I think I might have been in a sort of love when I was about 13, 14 or 15 and had huge crushes on several girls at that stage of my life but was that really love? I know that many of my relationships were based on 'lust' not 'love' but as I don't really know what love is can I be sure. Anyway this poem, such as it is, is based on my frustration of not really knowing whether I have experienced love in my life as yet.
Dedicated to a Hoarder
Hope it's a good day today
I'd Only Just Surrendered
This is about the reality that people never really leave you. They always return, either in mind or the master illusion.
Please come back
Dedicated to one I have offended
911
The term aesthetic arrest was first used by James Joyce in his book A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. The philosopher, historian and theologian Joseph Campbell, also a Joyce scholar, explained aesthetic arrest as,"A simple beholding of the object... you experience a radiance. You are held in aesthetic arrest. This radiance, the perception of beauty, is regarded as a communication of the hidden power behind the world, shining through some physical form."
Phonaesthetically speaking
Phonaesthetically speaking its like 123 Like William once told us, its like A B C So write your mystical thoughts And clever words that rhyme But make sure Iambic Pentameter Doesn't go sadly out of time, again, ooops!
Yesterday's sorrow
Remembering
Nature
I feel blessed. Happy Easter to all
Lord forgive us
Have mercy on me Lord. Because of me, you suffered.
A motorcycle poem
She stood there Eye wide open but not lit. In a state of intensive care. A hard 5 months later she was back riding in the wind with some hickups. Kept her safe once she proved to me that this was for life. Now She is in the best shape I ever seen
The Girl with sad brown eyes
This poem is about how domestic violence can go unnoticed.
Flowers
How flowers can sooth our sorrows
Dungeon Master.
There is a Dungeon Master that holds my heart
The Dragonfly
Deeply lost.
The world in darkness
Embrace Light.
the dog
yes bored and yet more flows out.
bark
nog was my wifes pet he died one week after her and he did just this. he loved to bark at the postie and delivery guys. miss the little shit.
light horse
tribute to ozzie light horse from a355074 retired
bed
is now 3 months since my wife amanda died. just writing stuff.
alex monster
for my grandson alex he is 4 months old now
A SAFE PLACE
I run looking for a place a safe place A place where my soul breaks free I look for the fresh air of roses I seek the peace of silence I look for the peace of the lost smile I'm looking for crystal clear waters I'm looking for your safe haven
Remember to forget
Gone we forget Nothing matters Heart content One side cloaked Waiting in distract Never set Holding My friend the hate Alone we met Begin the journey Remember old feeling Destiny hide In mind Crush I resign Forc
Mighty Soup
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
Destiny
Take away my sin Don't cast me aside For I feel hollow within My strength withers My arms are thin My body withers From decades toil Now broken my strength gone Where has life gone My strength now faltering My body broken Oh wher
The love
This talk about things in the air
Senryu too!
I woke up this morning, I'm glad that I did, but what a suprise!!!!!
Let us repent
Just Random thoughts