Strange Life
Whats the meaning of a poem? Something noone can understand? A crypic message lost in meaning, for those that need it most, so we write words that only we can see, decipher it how it should be? I wonder why? Its not shakespere, its just how it is,,
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Just a thought
As I listen to the rain drops,,falling on my roof, lost in contemplation, not being aloof, just thinking about existance, how they reflect it all,, they are here, they fall, they cease to exist,,, just like us all,, a moment in time, its all that we
Its a who are we poem
A trillion years have come and gone, in all eternity it was not that long, gone in a blink, no time to think,, do we swim or do we sink?,,,are we too thin or did we get fatter,, who won the last game?,,, does it matter? Where we came from, we all wa
Wondering
Im kinda of angry at life, its promise was more than it could be,,,I loved you more than I could see,,, wow,, aint that cool,, love poetry,,written like a fool,,just shows you what life means, anyone can say anything, hey,,, I love beans,,,or burger
You K now
Anger grows, noone knows,I hate how I feel, but twas pushed on me, something unreal,, that I cant see, to take what i am, to make me suberservent,, no,,,no,,,no,,,I refuse to be,,,, what they want want me to see,,,I wont or ever will be, I refuse,,,
When the leaves fall
The wonderment of bird song, on a summer day, the beauty of the leaves that fall, and how they float , then lay,, .................................................................................................................................
Christmas
christmas
DO YOU WONDER?
The wonderment of life is lost in the trouble and the strife, dont take it all as true, your world is only you, you can give or you can take, you can be real or you can be fake, you can play this game that we adhere, theres nothing lost, nothing to
Me, or You
Whats the diffeence between me and you? nothing!,, unless you believe what you are told is true,and ,,, of course you do,,,what is your idea of life?,, born from your imagination? or someone else'? you live what you are told,,, nothing wrong,, its a
Her
Tis about her!
You are right?
Take an injection for your correction,, let it go, you wont know, remember its all just for your good, we forgot to wear a hood, we will f*ck you over, because we can, its all in the plan, so just lie there and let it happen,,,its only right its only
Tommorrow
Once upon a time, the world had ended, picture that within your mind, nothing , anywhere left to find, debris floating, in space and time, we did not exist, we were not here, so,,, what have we to fear? Face tomorrow, smile and say, I was here, I did
For You
She will wake in the morning with tousled hair, moves her body, and I wont care, if she wakes in her sleep, and breaths oh so deep, I will know she is still asleep, she is lovely to me, thats all that needs be,,,well, for me,,,, I know what I see!
Wishing
I wish I was you, someone once said, I said, I wish I was you too, for all of my troubles would be gone away, for you to take, I would forsake, but I never knew, what you had been through, can we renegotiate this pact of ours? I'm willing to spend ho
Nnnnnn
Nnnnnn
thought
thought
Yvonne
She saved me!
Magma
Silent whispers of gas Rises from caverns deep Hints of smoke and steam Ground pushed gravity rise from ash - heat and smoke flames from Within caverns deep Rising magma flow blows smoke and ash Rivers flow like hot mooltan flames rising
Evermore
Our favourite season, or it was... just not the same, since my husband passed.. God, I miss him!
Sound
The song pertains to a little bit in everyone. The past, present, and future tense of what we had, what we lost, and regaining the strength to live on; but, also, to remind ourselves to never give up the thought of possibilities. I wrote this one 8-26-2021
"STRONGER?"
About one's mental exhaustion ...
"THE 3 A.M BREAKDOWN"
About a temporary setback in terms of mental health ...
ERASED AND UNWRITTEN
A story of a long-distant relationship with a closeted monster / predator ...
ME PLURRY ORANGE SOCKS.
Have you ever been to Orange in the middle of Winter ? All you need is some warm clothes & a Toddy. The locals don't seem to mind the Winter but the travellers certainly feel it. It certainly was an eye opener for this visitor and I have never forgotten the warm hospitality....Maymyo.
Why do you read my poems
Are you a vouyer to my past To read my words From my lifes journey On my journey of life's toil To find my hidden sole my life You read with such glee To find that hint of me My past my present My future not told I create these wor
Enter the light i
I dreamed of light A up hill tunnel so bright Shines from heaven above Voices heard from distant past Familiar sounds Voices long gone They sound familiar could be my mum Long time gone taken in her prime We dare not make a sound you lis
the undressed oak
he sat on the old deck chair and thought about her about how she tied a strand of blonde behind her ear when she was anxious how the sun made plans between the gaps of her fingers how her breath tasted how her beauty made her invisible
something shimmering and right
pause and feel it so familier yet you've never seen it with your eyes a kind of innocent expression something naive something wise I wish I knew what you were searching for something shimmering and right a favour granted by yo
warrior
he grew up tall in this small land and worked the beaches field and strand until reward won mind and hand and left his youth for golden band so two were paired to understand that marraige took its own demand "what then?" cried Yeat
coining it
to a five penny piece I shrunk to the size as life made me hard in the head and eyes so pressed ganged was I on a leathery ship that lived in a pocket on the side of her hip and life wasn't easy and life wasn't hard it was tough bedding
fizzion chips
cambridge on a sunny morn a professor deep in thought a quasi quantum quandary his mind now overwrought now the kernel of dilemma the cause of his unease? with fish and chips for dinner.. should I go with mushy peas? symbiotic clarity co
How Long Will I Love You
Sharing the lyrics of this beautiful love song in dedication to my loved ones some of whom have passed away, some still present
Surf
5am.. I take my board and smell the sky the tide swims round the breeze a spell and says goodbye the initial hit of cold and salt gives way to sound I think of you and your eyes of dew fall on my ground and all the stuff we shar
questions
could a woman love the light could she'd gladly lease each part could the angel of our darkness make a mooring in her heart could a human heart beat answers so each vein would never cease could a good soul stalk it's death so all death would
her own way
she was tough (as they come) in a coat of pain she was harder than diamonds left out in the rain and she smiled qualified at how life slipped away and she wallowed in strength tíl her final day no one knew her her fame was
you
If I could hold the quill of truth over the page of unfolding story and hold it still and let the page itself write the words of your defining glory if I could see the candle that lights the table beside your bed and see that light
strawberry Hill
all was the same on strawberry hill the city looked up at those walking down and tethered boats traced the breath of cloud all was the same on strawberry hill shadows hid in the corners of old masonry at the stroke of 1 figures emerge
marianne
drank whisky from a bellybutton after hours in a bar heard the sound of my breathing through the lungs of your guitar heard a seagull sing the blues from the deck of a fishing boat heard Mississippi for the first time thought
tracks
I sit transfixed as thought it flies to see warmth twice inside her eyes a carraige full of moving breath some bound for life some bound for death the train arrives and brakes do bite and all else there is prop and light a flicker of wind...
streets (for Liam Reilly)
For Liam Reilly (Singer, Songwriter, RIP)
Dec, 2019
I.. once had a girl or should I say I once had three blonde, brunette and red one crazy night took me to bed they told me they worked in the city and started to laugh I told them that I was quite willing but had torn a ca