HARD ROMANCE
Why is life so hard to live....Why do so many take rather than give...They take your love then throw it away....And it happens to so many people eveyday.....So eveyday there is pain...And your life is never the same.....Is there a cure for a broken h
The Shadow Of The Guillotine
How a violent invention became a useful tool in society. Written 30th November 2013.
Repose
Oh how its left me My jingle-jangled poetry How it’s run its tired course Words that drove me with such pulsating force Cruelly left the words I knew Left alone those words so true Scratched, etched and pat, patted away Renderings of a naked
Where for Art Thou Ragdolls
I was challenged and had to rise up and meet it!
what difference a year makes
why do we keep failing our world
A Man too Far
Uh..Don't take the Titanic..lol.
White tin sky
practicing some prose, hope all are well.
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL
Shucks I turned the light back on!
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Merry Christmas everyone, And I hope you take the time, To contact someone lonely, To say, "you're on my mind". It doesn't take much planning, To just pick up the phone, And ring to say Merry Christmas, "are you all alone?" I'm just abo
ALONE
what it would feel like3 to be alone
Body talk
You never know if its a swish or a swash If its a twirl or a swirl A hippy move or a seductive grove Is it a naughty look or a closed book Her big toe balancing her red highheel Or a teasing test to see how you feel A flip of the hair in
Today
Pondering the duality of our human soul, mind and heart. Two halves making us One complete being. Love to all!
How dead is dead?
The next time someone tells you to 'drop dead', hand them this poem so you can determine how dead they want you.lol. AS a courtesy I've enabled you to drop dead with style..You can thank me later.lol.
Under Cherry Blossom Skies
I am always amazed how I am attracted to and drawn into nature such a cherry tree in blossom.
SOLACE FOR SOULS
Nothing to "tell" about this poem...Good people do not "kiss & tell"
Unfinished poem..
A sort of fill in the blanks...x...
How Much Loneliness the Truth Can Cause
Truthfully, our imaginations are like any ......artist’s paint.
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 8)
The continuing exploits of the Black Dove: In this storyline he is involved in a civil war, then takes a trip into the unknown. This serial poem is posted the first day of each month. If you are a new poet please take the trip back to the beginning of this story and find out how it all unfolds. Written: 28th July 2013 Editor: Marikia
The Rhythm
Storms have always fascinated me, and if one isn't too severe I'm drawn to go out and feel it's energy . I sense a subtle rhythm to what is to many chaos.
He aprendido
Se trata de los valores perdidos en nuestra sociedad y mas por el respeto.Me sentía inerme al ver la degradación de nuestra raza o como somos como seres humanos
The Spirits of Christmas
Written for a contest about Christmas... I thought I would take the different option when talking about the spirits of Christmas. I have made a little video of me reading this poem on You-Tube http://youtu.be/VwhoBMA_w0w
In The Distance
Gazing out over the turbulent waters that surround me for miles, I see nothing but the blue sky above and its reflection below. I drift along in heart-wrenching solitude as the water gently laps at my boat. My only comfort resides in the memori
Eternities
Stranger! Look Up A broken shooting star Fading across the sullen skies Burning in throes of cosmic o*gasm The mournful and oblivious night Screams silently in a sombre spasm But does it's dying light illuminate the darkness of eternities?
AGELESS CHRISTMAS MEMORIES
This may not be the norm of anything, showing it is unique, like all of us are. But sometimes we seem to forget what is always more important & keep to focus on other things that don`t really matter, yet take all our time. Time passes quickly & there seems to not be enough with the way we think, so we usually waste it.
Ode to Online Dating
Just penning some thoughts about this "reality", the phenomena we call "online dating", what is it really? Something to ponder!
love
its about love
Astronomy
As the moon Breaks through the cloudy skys, bringing ghostly shapes around our eyes, as the warmth of this summer nights breeze rustles gently through the trees. Through scattered clouds the heavens shimmer as numerous diamonds begin to gli
Auguries of Innocence (By William Blake)
This poem has always caught my attention, especially the first verse. It certainly makes you think about life and its consequeces. Auguries of Innocence is a poem from one of William Blake's notebooks now known as The Pickering Manuscript.[ It is assumed to have been written in 1803, but was not published until 1863 in the companion volume to Alexander Gilchrist's biography of William Blake. The poem contains a series of paradoxes which speak of innocence juxtaposed with evil and corruption. The poem is 132 lines and has been published with and without breaks that divide the poem into stanzas. An augury is a sign or omen
Time To Decide
As the sun rises each morning, thoughts arise without warning, things remind you of your past, all the things that did not last, From people who became a friend, to those who drove you ‘round the bend. Family who were a true support, and th
After The Fall
An Acrostic about today's society and political flavorings...
Cat smiles
ok ladies..I wasen't in some crazy bar.lol I home drinking coffee waiting for a real fine girl like you.. But don't make me wait forever...I'm not all that strong..lol
online now!
oneline now! Hope I catch you Before your seven O'clock date Hope you've considered Your possible fate Hope you see, you might Be the bait Hope you cautiously Walk through his gate Hope you get this Before it's to late..
The Fallen
This is pretty much self-explanatory.
Gaslight
This is a nostalgic look at the....'Gaslight' Written: 20th July 2013
The Mermaid (Part One)
A poem and short story,(Part Two) telling of the romantic interlude between a man and a mermaid.
Synergize:
Synergize: the sum of the whole is greater than each individual combined
--LOVE--
You are the air that I breathe, the wind that caresses me, the rain that wet me, the sun that warms me, the star that guides me, the moon that lights me, my world. The rose that I feel, the grass that I touch, the waves that carry me to d
Einstein
E=Mc..confusion..lol
I Would Buy That For A Penny
A reflection of life in the early 1900's Written: 11th July 2013
Briefs or Boxers?
Just a bit of fun so you don't all think I'm some deep dark melancholic freak... Oh - your opinions on the dilema would be appreciated :o)
IS SILENCE A SOUND??
Memories, sweet memories
Family
Poets corner is a "family" of great writers! Just was thinking of family and wanted to share with my poets! I love and respect you all!