I'll Set You Free
Letting go of someone
Grieving
Grieving from the Grave by Criostior.
art supplies
the day was sketched time added air with roughened strokes in spaces the sea inhaled sands grew around memories bivouacked a swept stroke emblazoned on a hidden horizon counterbalanced by the edges mushroom umbrellas bl
Sound, Music, and Timing
Just venting to myself. You just happened to red it. LOL Hugs
Rough Hands
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Rain and wind
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ordinary love
I see you everyday its not important you see me I'm the the man who moors his boat near your house upon the quay your son is older than me learning issues, t'would appear he follows you like gravity like a worry follows fear you never app
Making love in the rain
Making love in the rain
Cold Turkey
I raised my own turkey one year, to be part of our Yuletide fare, he lived in the house like a pet, and we spared no expense on his care. When it came to the fateful day, for the gathering to be fed, it was with a heavy heart, I took an axe
tales of the everyday
For John Prine
Remembering
Just something about the past
Risotto
I wasn’t sure if I should post this in poetry or recipes. In the end I decided against recipes just in case anyone should be foolish enough to try and use it as one.
(I Guess) She Doesn't Love Me Any More....
Another written as a song... Old country style... Was written for the ONE who I found and lost.
where is the love ? i don't know....
Stronger and stronger with time, I let myself dream, This beautiful fairy tale ... Every second with you is magic, I live a beautiful story, It's a dream that has just come true, And I do not intend to wake up ... I'm happy when
love...
Love Is A Candle Friendship Is A Star A candle can go out, So... That a star ... always shine
Beauty !
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes that she wears, nor in her face or in the way of combing her hair. The beauty of a woman lies in her eyes. It is the gateway to His heart, the place where love resides. And it is often through her tears tha
For My Future Lover
Roses are red violets are blue sugar is sweet and so are you!!
Symphony of Tears
A txt I wrote in 1989 and wrote the arrangement also, I remastered it in november 2017 to a rock / pop ballad I did a complete new vocal on it, little rocky sound. I am the original and single composer and author of the text of this song. Respect copyright as written so I put my own name on it to not violate the rules. The admin can allways ask for more details and mail me if I have to change something. I am a songwriter/composer and multi instrumentalist in my free time.
World OF Dreams
The lyrics on my new song to be heard on broadcast yourself...enjoy I am not a good singer...but someone has to do it.
Spirited and Free
I wrote this for a wild but a lovely lady. I find it natural that being wild is a part of who we are.
What is old?
I wrote this a few years ago
Ode To Noah
My first poem. I was 13yrs old. I hadn't had a Christian experience yet, but our Mother taught us Bible stories. One night she told the story of Noah and the Ark. That night in my bedroom I was thinking about the story and the words came to me out of nowhere. I grabbed a pencil and started copying the words down as fast as I possibly could! And I've never forgotten them.
Totally in love
It's about unconditional love showing it by your actions
Water Without Judgement
The title ‘Water Without Judgement’ popped into my head and it stuck. Huh? What could that mean? Wrote this about 30 years ago and I still wonder. Think I was reading Will Durant’s ‘Story of Philosophy’ at the time. So this book and other works of different philosophers brought my writing of poetry often to take on a philosophical bent.
POWER OF GOD
Humanbeings are ALTERNATIVE NATURE...one who is not alternative can manifest anything N everything in reality, Thats the POWER of EIGHT..POWER of GOD, The powerfull one keeps a BIG-SHOULDER !!!
Unmatched
Today I do not find an adequate start to dedicate some lines that make you blush, I seek in my conscience pieces of your personality that bring my muse back to inspiration, you are the daily work of my thoughts, that is the reason why I am full of yo
Truly
There are foolish words, attitudes without value, irreproachable needs, guilt that does not need an owner, unnecessary cries that evoke the most intrinsic secrets that the past washed, days that do not require the rotation of the earth, thoughts that
''''LOVE'''
She likes me but I just love her Alas my heart repeats it too often I do not know how to stop this pain I do not know how to live this fear. I love him so much and with a little banal love I love it so much that it hurts me too much How can I f
Finding MR RIGHT
Just saying out loud
The show must go on
Come to me all you insulting people. Come and unleash your vitriol I must possess something that fires up your hate And my presence hypes up your excitement You'll never find anything good on my posts Nor can you see anything beneficial i
Quote !
The poem is a drop of water, he gives the desert the idea of the flower.
Mods
Recently a poem of mine was deleted without explanation Not only is poetry a form art and self expression but historical documents giving reference to thought and feeling a particular moment in time. Lots of writers and artists have faced this situation The poem had comments and views. So I wrote the poem opening whoever decided to delete this work of art?might find the courage to explain why
In the dead night of day
I was gullible then later I was... ripped off,stuck,floored,nailed,defamed,ridiculed and more. People suck.
Easy Living
Wrote this 6-9-2023. I thought of writing something Rock off a scale of the days of yore of Rock! Perhaps something like a modern-day oldie with rock, blues, and jazz style, or maybe something more The sound somewhat modern studio wise, but the vocals, the group, very old school style. Let's day the 50's early 60's? An interesting aspect, eh? lol Until then
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,, .................................................................................................................................
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
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,,,
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
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
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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,,
US
I find that life can f*ck you, leave you all alone,I never asked to be here, I never knew I would, I never changed my world, you came into my life miraculously as one that I could see, I fell in love, instantly ,,, and its always been,,, just you and
RE: Just for fun
Thanks for the advice hedistuff. That's exactly what I need. I threw this together a little while back and didn't edit it. I'll have to write a decent poem and take my time but I fear I will change it so much that it won't be the same....
RE: Metapora
Yes you did read it at the soup and thank you for your time again Mr Master Kung Fu Poet MMPNUnoB1. Man your name gets longer and longer every time I type it. Always my pleasure my friend thank you is nothing in equal comparison to the encouragement...
RE: When Cupid gets Drunk
Very funny, LCBR! I laughed throughout this one...great job!...
RE: Ah.....Sweet Youth part 1
'and then the excrement hit the forced air oscillator.'...
RE: FUNNY THING
A miracle of love first of all ... can heal, you are right, this miracle - so long in coming ... let us hope it comes to us all and smooths every sharp and jagged broken line in our souls! Your words can also work wonders, Andrew, without you even kn...
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