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
(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
Sound, Music, and Timing
Just venting to myself. You just happened to red it. LOL Hugs
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.
Remembering
Just something about the past
I'll Set You Free
Letting go of someone
Grieving
Grieving from the Grave by Criostior.
Rain and wind
No.comment
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
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
Rough Hands
No comment
Making love in the rain
Making love in the rain
guitar
I spent monday just walking through town searchin' for magical timbers of brown I watched tuesday morning arrive like a swan calm at the surface when calmness has gone I spent most of wednesday walking the deck from the truest of bra
neat whiskey (and untidy women)
drank whiskey from her navel after hours in a bar heard the sound of my breathing through the lungs of your guitar and lightnings just a broken string on horizon's air guitar cloudy lyrics fall as rain through the windscre
Take a walk to see?
So you take a walk in contemplation, then you see that flower, and wonder at Gods creation, and it opens your mind, and you find, wondrous beauty all around, it was just you were too busy to see, its all for you, its all for me, and open minds lead t
Change
Change begins with understanding, not to be afraid OF, and as life goes on, and things change, its LOVE, that keeps us together, when the unexpected happens and life becomes something new, we can walk down this road TOGETHER, IF we lOVE, its forever!
How do you see it?
Life changes you from the start, it opens your mind and closes your heart, you start out with love, innocent and true, then life, slowly eradicates you, you become aware, of whats right and what's fair, you want to be there,and you really care, then
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
The waiting
just playing around
So Far
It's just a feeling for someone.
I have Fallin
A feelings for someone special
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
Evermore
Our favourite season, or it was... just not the same, since my husband passed.. God, I miss him!
Just a thought-
So where did you find Jesus? Hiding in a tree? away from you and me? Until you tracked him down, and then,,, what? The rain stopped?, the sun came out?, you won the lottery?,your car turned into a new mercedes? your bank account found new zeros?,,,
Just for them
I could write about the rose that grows, its beauty, coulourful and majestifully superior, but I wont, I could not give a f*ck, I dont give a f*ck about America, China, Russia,, I don't believe in CNN, FOX, BBC, OR EVEN RTE, my life revolves around
Yvonne
She saved me!
Reality beckons!
I won't respond if you say this or that, I won't be available for nonsense chat, I won't accept text or anything next, I won't reply if I think you lie, I won't be here to communicate, I won't, I won't...this is so......why am I alone?....I just
kiss
you and me sitting on the edge of memory the radio sings about the things we want to do your kisses bring a rising spring of honeydew its gonna be a long memory searching for the taste of your sweet love it's been a long time s
covid 19
there was a girl in china but the radio signal died I told her we were hundred to keep her spirit but I lied people started dropping in the spring of seventeen the white coat fellas called it it was nothing they had seen I am a collection
Distance
Dreamin' for a no ordinary love.
In The Next Life
I'd ease the pain for love.
iron bars
I came from the sea I came from the sea is that woman still there does she still wait on me? I toiled on the sea I toiled on the sea until I took a man's life who tried to take mine from me I fled the sea I fled the sea and hid inside t
covid19
Unseen Silent your there Can't be seen You wander You lurk Victims you seek The weak the volunable The sick Victims of all to the ends of earth From victims breath you lurk You don't care For your the killer of the weak
Come on
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the wreck of the catherine anne
fragments of stories half heard in the inn awoke in me fires stoked by the gin catherine anne moored in secret twilight buckled neath bullion jewelled to it's height a vast templar treasure won by the blade fortunes were lost to gre
Miner's Soul
In memory of miners and their families still struggling to make it. Love you.
30 years
we came from near we came from far to trust the truth to duel and spar to stand upon the hill of scarves to nurture all that darkness starves "what then? cried Shankly's ghost.. what then?" we lost our souls all ninety six and w
Life
My own creation
three cheers for the blues
two dogs had I I have to say called one Hipp Hipp called one Hooray Hipp Hipp a husky fearsome, true Hooray a spikey Kerry Blue and so I built my cabin small we hunted game from Spring to Fall time moving on from then to this
theoretical physics
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 clarit
RE: Discrete
Wow! Your writing is beautiful...and I just love your poem and its depth. I look forward to more of your posts :)...
RE: A SPECIAL PLACE
so right Kathy. we all need to clean our mind sometimes. Thank you for sharing your poem. Lily...
RE: No Matter How Far..
Thank-you.. Good guy... yes they had to meet somewhere in Tn......
RE: #1 Songs 1969-1989
Happy birthday Mac.. Ken...
RE: How I came to write poetry
Hi Cafe Thinking Hat...Cowboy Boots A lovely Blow-in...From every cornor... With the true Gift of Wit... Really enjoyed your lovely thoughts on this one One always remembers the Jester... lol Thank you for sharing...
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