Most Commented Ballad Poems (501)

Sound, Music, and TimingJust venting to myself. You just happened to red it. LOL Hugs...

Canadian girlI met her in the winter in a bar upon the hill when the dark was carved by starlight and the moon had paid the bill I stepped in from the wild...

VegasI wrote this in 1973 in Florida...

I Remember you now.I wrote this a while back. I believe i wrote it for my soulmate. Theres a story that goes with it from childhood. I dont know if its true but it gives...

the face of godI took a walk in ancient clothes across your face, a mile and as I tired I took a rest in the corner of your smile my crops slept in barren fiel...

The GameSitting here waiting for the day, the price I may pay, Age old, not knowing how this came be, I cannot see, For once I was young, seems like ye...

UntitledFrom beyond the vail of my broken heart, Comes a new beginning of what is true. From the oars of a boat lost at sea, Coming to shore to start somet...

Enter the light iI dreamed of light A up hill tunnel so bright Shines from heaven above Voices heard from distant past Familiar sounds Voices long gone They s...

Ice cream, just ice creamit is about now....

The night the bard of Stratford diedtoying with a rhyme scheme...

Truthfully life with no vision!To learn, to know, to be, to grow, and all the could be’s, and All the should be’s lost in ignorance, a waste of space and a Waste of time, a wast...

Poets ways!Is poets corner the place to be?, to lose ourselves in our history? to complain in verse of a life gone wrong?, or sing out loud our favourite song?,...

The young!The young, what can you say? naive and innocent, and damm frustrating, no sense of life, always rushing in, and they know it all, until they fall, and...

Being AliveIf there is an art to writing or poetry, it comes from the heart not what you see, and all lifes troubles and happiness, are all laid bare, more or le...

Its a whole new world {hopefully]A prison ship in the vastness of space, prisoners all, the human race, illusions of freedom to keep all blind, no truth allowed, there's nothing to fi...

Not quite a poem..I am sorry, I've even forgot how to use the forums on this site... so if anyone knows, i would appreciate the help.I have loved and missed this, my po...

Just a thought!Think it is self explanatory....

the unasked questionbaby, hills run dry beneath your velvet sky outside i queue for gas in the rain baby, I don't know how the tale of us will go don't walk aw...

uptown girlyou and me in a little car shop buying dreams with the money we got but dreams are free at the break of dawn one by one we let them go n...

Leap to Freedom (The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog)At yelping speed she travelled across an emerald lawn, pursued by gnarling nightmares as the darkness nipped the dawn. Her ears, amber triangles...

Quote !The poem is a drop of water, he gives the desert the idea of the flower....

Finding MR RIGHTJust saying out loud...

the ballad of Elijah James (as told by her)mister given that the gulls don't reconcile my running and my fate I'd like your awful less a smile and rain to last till late I'm here in walls...

guitarI spent Monday just walking through town.. searching for magical.. timbers of brown Tuesday's arrival.. flooded my deck.. from the truest of branch...

the last Irish wolf, 1786to the day the darkness brings an end I am the last Irish wolf the darkness is my friend they killed me and they skinned me as the virgin...

Leslie Annwell you walk with a swagger that's unearned but it always fits you well and you speak in a way the warms the places where them wildflowers d...

iron barsI came from the sea.. I came from the sea.. is that woman still there.. does she still wait on me..? I took a life.. I took a life.. as a life tri...

on strawberry hillFor Vanessa...

A Triolet by Banjo Paterson with a Second VerseI have not written any poetry in the last 20 something years but...........I was on a recent trip in Tasmania where someone made the suggestion/demand...

Jamie AllenJAMIE ALLEN Play ya pipes & hey em dancin drinking wine and a prancing play ya pipes Jamie Allen like ya daa Run on wild tek tha hand t...

That's what is life for me, how cool!time off...

Mum..For all the things that you do for me, For being my rock and crutch, For always caring and believing, For loving me so much, Through all the...

The Death Of Old McGeeJust some old-fashioned rhyming....