The Corner
Well, everybody else was writing one, so I thought I'd put my two cents in...
The Ghost of Halloween
Last year there were only six kids came to the door. These youngsters get too much every day and don't have the ambition to walk from the car to the porch... Ah well, that's just one old curmudgeon's opinion
Ozark Autumn
Beautiful here yesterday!
The Mirror
Sometimes as we get older and look in the mirror we think is that me?
Happy Samhain!
Learned a new word today from a Wiccan friend
Flash Point
Just some thoughts...
Kiwis - With pictures
Sounds like a lovely place. It's definitely on my bucket list. Added pix.
Charmed
A snippet of memory that still makes me smile.
Misery Loves Company
Misery loves company, but poor company it is.
Seasoning
Chilly here today, supposed to be in the seventies again next week...
Alchemy of the Soul
She knows...
Thanks Giving/Giving Thanks
Wishing each of you a Healthy and Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Thanksgiving Night
Yawwwwn....
Love Fear
Self explanatory I think...
All I Have
Just me...
Who Asked Ya?
Had to say it...
Easy Does It
Last day of conscript labor... :D
Holiday Without Tears
Though once again parting will be inevitable, we'll have so much more time together and when it comes, it will be just another milestone marking the approach of a life where we can be together forever.
Adventures in Plumbing
What I've been fighting the last several days...
Astarte
Inspired by Mother Nature's beauty... Turns out the original spelling was correct...
between A and Z
friendship remains for D and C with the balance of power shifted new life into the mixture has come with happiness to be gifted though it was just at tips of fingers there is no rest for R and R yet the aroma of love still lingers baked goo
2_0_1_1
To all our friends on PC, Happy New Year!
Dreadful Morning
I admit, not a poem for everyone, but hey, this is me...brutally honest
FACE OF THE WINTER'S MOON
This poem speaks for itself. I am sending my intentions for the one I seek, out to the Universe and I await it's positive reply. Blessed be. May this poem find its way to the eyes and heart of he who will know that my calling is for him alone.
BREAKFAST AIN'T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE
THE TRUTH IS, MANY YEARS AGO, I ONLY SPENT THREE DAYS IN JAIL, BUT AS I WALKED OUT I WONDERED ABOUT THE CONVICTS I MET AND NOW TOO MANY YEARS LATER I CHOSE TO WRITE ABOUT IT
A REQUIRM FOR A WRETCHED WRECK
what is there to say except lo all these years later I still miss you my brother?
TO IRELAND WITH IRE from ~free cee!~
DO YOU NOW, MS. IRELAND DIG? OOPS SORRY THAT'S ONE OF THE WORDS YOU CARE NOT TO HEAR....WELL I FIND YOUR BLOCKKING ME DIFFICULT TO BEAR
CHARMING AND ALARMINGLY chARMing
"Hey white boy, you want some white powder?"
Stuck in Snowville
Just askin'....geez!!!
BED, BOOK AND HANDLE
NANCY REAGAN'S ADVICE WAS AS LAME AS WHEN HER HUSBAND BECAME A LAME DUCK
L-E-A-V-E
Following thirty years of power building, rife with billions taken from the people, land and life Soles now upturned facing toward heaven’s light LEAVE spelling out dis- respect through all the strife A nation’s self-portrait Tahrir Squa
DO I REA;LY WANT TO DNCE WITH FRANCE?
I DON'T KNOW WHICH ONE IS WHERE, BUT ONE OF THEM IS IN FRANCE AND THE OTHER ONE, WHOSE MESSAGE DISappeared.....BUT IF YOU ARE NOT IN FRANCE THAN FILL IN ANY OTHER TOWN...HOW ABUT TRUTH OR CONSEQUENCES THERE IS TEMPTATION AND CONSEQUENCES
In Future’s Defense (revisited)
Written in response to andrew149's rhyming-50-word-story-poem challenge
First and Last Meeting
Can anyone relate to this?? Where do those socks go????
did u know that "AWARE" rhymes with 'UN-FAIR
i like the fact that hermit crabs come into a poetry room merely to make everyone AWARE that there is a woman, alone but who claims not to be lonely....bull! you may know her by her obviating, oblivious and obscure comments she feels compelled to leave for less than mdiocre poets. Then again, the night life in midwest Florida i'm certain is filled with poetic type people, beginning with you, if i ever see another poem of yours posted yet! (IF I AM THINKING OF YOU, NO MATTER HOW OVERWHELMINGLY HURTFUL THOSE THOUGHTS ARE, IT STILL MEANS I'M THINKING OF YOU...read any of my e-mails but for the one you could use as ammunition
It’s Not for Me
to decide how things must be or tell you what is best for you, nor clothes of a bystander wear, watching silently while you are threatened or killed. So, in your life, what role do I play? How does one make a difference but not get in your li
my audience is dwindling and rightully so
this poem is dedicated to England, who makes simple words become gems for jewelry!
Long Gray Day
I wish I could say more but words aren't coming easily for now.
feelin' 'round
everybody has da blues ;-)
Turtle Soup?
Some call it an aphrodisiac. They say it gives a man a strong back. Like a good woman, turtle soup makes no sense; Can something so delicate be so intense? Like a woman, the flesh has several delightful flavors. Remember, each mouthwatering
like wildfire
http://lyrics.wikia.com/The_Paul_Butterfield_Blues_Band:Love_Disease http://www.naturalnews.com/010825_counterthink_drug_racket.html http://tierneylab.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/01/12/love-vaccine/ hit me with your best shot... ;-)
posthumous life
dear friends, we're gathered here...