Who? What?
So will I write a poem with no reflection, nothing that will give any direction? The wind blows loud and shrill outside, the doors they creak, the windows rattle about to break, but yet I feel serene, I dont care about life or where I've been, I'
irish words
I've been asked to write about Ireland, well, what can I say?, it's wonderful, filled with beauty and charm, tis true, we've got Guinness and something more, that we just can't ignore, we have Presidents come from the USA , no no let me rephrase, we
The Keys to Lasting Love.
Re-release for Valentines.
nothing
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Another day
So the wind chill factor is -5 but I'll stay alive, this doorway is cold but I have cardboard boxes to fold, I can be ok, I can be alright, I know I'll get through another night, and tomorrow will be another day,,, and I hope, maybe better, somewher
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So we walk in different fields, don't know how it feels, for me to be you, or you to be me, we just cant see, and our blindness creates that void, was it you? or me that lied?, human things, problem brings, spirits show, high and low, our insanity,
Crow Black above the Green
picturing birds on watch as the farmer tills..
VALENTINES DAY
Valentines Day can be a beautiful romantic day for those in love. But for some it can be a heart wrenching day - especially for women that men pass by year after year.
For the Isolated
Three quatrains, the last two lines of each borrowed from T.S. Eliot's “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.” https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/the-love-song-of-j-alfred-prufrock
In Prospect of Venus
musing on the solitary man
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
Oh Valentine !
Just like the mood suggests ........... live your life to your hearts content......
WHO DA G.O.A.T?
Please don't fault the messenger of Truth.
Took a peek
Could happen to you too
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!
You too
What does hurt feel like?, being lost in emotional pain?, break your arm,, is it the same? or feeling a total emotional loss?, A whole body pain, a mind pain, let the worlds collide and in the end, you dont mind? Yes,,, let it be,,, let us see,, don
I dont know either?
Somehow it all dont matter, whats wrong or whats right, because the beginning cant be the end?, or the end cant be the beginning? So, the beginning must be the start of the end? Then whats the point of beginning? So we end?
YOU
To use a different metaphor who were you before? before you were this you, were you another U2? and will you be you after this you? And how many you's have there been? How many you's will there be? And if you are the only you, well,
WHAT?
Did you know that George (in some reality show) lost his watch in the snow?, Did you know that Stan was not really a man?, No? . neither did I,., but SHE did,,, ..........................................................OMG OMG, where do you live?, Do
Math or not?
I've worked out the computations, even ironed out the complications, if x squared equals 2 to the power of 3, then y is you and m is me. Now that is obvious for anyone to see, but the chanches we would be, together eternally, and being no relation,
You were born with free will?
Imagine when you were born, when you came here, you had no knowledge, nothing to fear,. it was all an adventure, a wonderous ride, amazing things from every side, oh sure you were told you cant do this, you cant do that, but it was
OVERMELT
If the only true mercy ever shown to Man by the fates is Woman isn’t her “Otherness” vital? Or are our offspring to be an amalgam of a sort of Me and Me? rather than We? Must she become another mere He a dwarfed duplicate of mascul
The life cycle
Inspired by cooking dahl
Nothing
I think I should write about NOTHING, cause today, I have NOTHING to say, and NOTHING is more than its parts, it can ease or break many hearts, NOTHING means such a lot, you either have or you have not!, And NOTHING plays such a part, NOTHING can't g
Its not dinner.
How would you write the story of life? Without being stabbed, with a knife, how would you say, its not that real, something you can feel? You can't.. it' impossible, its not that real, hide behind protective layers, thats what we do,,, thats our pray
Pink
Meant to be pink, but born blue,who knew?, not me, not even you, and the whole world was green, something you could not let be seen, then the coloures faded as life went on, green turned to grey, blue took a new hue, pink got lost, somewhere in my t
Who told you?
Who told you THAT story of life? THAT STORY cuts like a knife, a fable , you are not able , ,,, to resist,, takes over your life? And you cease to exist on your own?, you need help from above? you need love?, to protect you from what? someth
911
The term aesthetic arrest was first used by James Joyce in his book A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. The philosopher, historian and theologian Joseph Campbell, also a Joyce scholar, explained aesthetic arrest as,"A simple beholding of the object... you experience a radiance. You are held in aesthetic arrest. This radiance, the perception of beauty, is regarded as a communication of the hidden power behind the world, shining through some physical form."
A part of me
My inner child
Something besides looks
It is about falling in love I guess
No words
Daddy wont you keep me safe, daddy wont you keep me safe, Im only two, I depend on you, daddy wont you keep me safe. Daddy, please dont walk away, daddy stay with me today, daddy dont go, I love you so, daddy please, dont you know?
The asent of man. A riddle What points in history am I refering to. overall also
This is a riddle can you tell me the events is history and the over all theme that I refer to in this riddle?
Linear way?
So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say? First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears, seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place
Tropical Splendour
This is my signature piece of writing, as conveyed in the last three paragraphs: "At such moments alone with nature one can feel a strange unity .with everything around. Unity that is so strong and overpowering that one loses consciousness of one's individual self; one has no consciousness of time and space but only of that moment - the infinite eternal NOW. One's consciousness seems to merge with a deeper consciousness of the unity of all things in nature and the cosmos. One experiences an awareness of a deeper reality that is impossible to describe in words. One makes contact with one's cosmic roots in a dimension where time and space are irrelevant. It is the synchronisation of one's consciousness with the absolute and ultimate reality of the cosmos." As a young boy, around nine or ten, I used to love to be in the sugar-cane fields in my native tropical island, Trinidad. I got a natural high, being dazzled by the brilliant sunshine and listening to the sighing of the sugar cane leaves as they swayed in the breeze like the waves of the ocean. I felt that Nature was speaking to me, transporting me to another world where I connected with my cosmic roots, becoming part of the unity of all things.
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My PERFECT grandson!!!
Silence Molds the Clouds All day
inspired by Beatle's: - Julia - Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, Touch me, So I sing a song of love, Julia
Angel of The Sea
It is to us forever our duty to relay With pride our tale of courage on the Isles that fateful day. September 1838 she battled through the storm for others she risked her life in the early hours of morn. Gracie is the 'darling' of the north-
A Northumbrian Prayer
Light hearted banter.
Ahmaud Arbery
Travis McMicheal sentenced to life no parole Gregory McMicheal: life no parole William Bryan: life w parole after 30yrs RIP Ahmaud.
26/26
Yes I'm bored but managed it :)
Yvonne poem
For Yvonne
Memories
Writing about memories in relation to a garden, the garden in our minds where memories abide