Alone
From self-love & acceptance https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUVaQLSJUcg&index=17&list=PLAcPQaZVp85bdC5qHoNwCoPvcSlKzDMyh
JUST THAT KIND OF GIRL
Encouraging a close friend after her near total collapse under the weight of a very troubled past that simply refused to let her be.
rough diamond shine
eagerly awaiting eagerly anticipating my diamond, where are you? i need a stone, to join my throne i need a poem to find my lass, best i turn up the gass. this aint no techno blast. just need a lover, with which i can dance, just need a d
Oh How I Loved Her; Hillbilly Musing
Great memories from my youth in Almost Heaven, West Virginia. My Sweet Hillbilly Girl, the Lord took her, way too soon. The reference to "Mini Thin" refers to a West Virginia native Hillbilly rapper. Check him out Y'all!
Lost souls
In body and soul You where here Taken from us Now your gone Are tears flowed Hearts broken I carried your box to heavens gate The doors opened they let you in Are kind dear mother Now your gone We carry you in are hearts And are s
Don't go there
Don't go there Cries the hidden voice Inviting lush water's edge Hidden dangers lurk Shortness of breath Freezes ones sense Express ones breath Frozen from water's deep Danger lurks pulls from beneath It waits for You and him and her
If ever… (written in 2016, revised in 2022)
For my brother....
Elegy to an Irish Springtime.
Banshees and Faeries are huge figures in Irish folklore. The Banshee is associated with heralding a person's passing to the spirit world.
Going Under
Even in death... you still hold on
Treasures Of The Mind
This scenario shows two sides of a child’s vision of the future world of tomorrow.
Treasures Of The Mind
This scenario shows two sides of a child’s vision of the future world of tomorrow.
Alone
From childhood´s hour I have not been As others were I have not seen As others saw I could not bring My passions from a common spring From the same source I have not taken My sorrow I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone And all I
Humble Pie
The absolute truth is just like a small slice of pie and always better than nothing.
Serenity
This poem is about losing someone dear to your heart and finding the strength in the little that is salvaged,,, and the light that shines way after your loved ones are gone,
Can it be 2022
Can it be 2022 Sirens sound People hide in hollows Deep Destruction heard Tanks roll by in captive cities War declared stay doors People hear bombs destruction seen people hide people flee People dead Can it be 2022 Will it lead to
Have you heard...?
Love can die for different reasons. Two reasons are the physical loss of a loved one and the emotional loss of a 'once-loved' one. Both can be traumatic.
Do not go gentle into that good night
Poem by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night
my fav poetry
Silhouette
One day when you relapse and you do really need someone as a companion to comfort you, someone you expect to be your best side to at least giving you more time, but they were all gone and disappeared. So the only thing you could do just write everything on paper like I do. I know people have their own business. So since that day I never beg for their time. Never beg for attention etc. People will make time if they want to. If they're not, just walk away.
Cat Fight
Peace
Full Moon
Waiting here all alone , sitting on the sofa with my phone Since you left me as your precious stone Never know why our love hasn't grown Nights and days seem gloomy and cloudy When i think about our memory I loved you and you loved me And
When time are tough in a relationship, try to remember the good things they always out weigh the bad
Rough time tough time it always come to an end. Trust in God
Embryo
Into this void Off liquid one so small From tiny dot One thus grow Two limbs Four limbs now grow One choirs emotion Motions the head one floats one drwells in the void of liquid life ones tail does follow as one swims about sound from outsi
Can you live without me
Is it merely a poem that I love writing I love riding poems are at least expressing palms I'm also a philosopher of life I believe in things that may be and may not be I look at things in straight eyes and not I don't wear Rose colored glasses I see things the way they are some people look at things in a positive way and some people look at things in a negative way this is what makes us all different and great ways if no one really understands negative and positive always attract their selves no matter what you cannot put a positive positive together they just won't work if you're a magnet but if you flip them over and try to put them together they will stick together so hard that it's very hard to pull them apart life is like a magnet you have to be attracted to each other to be able to make it work
Age
Age has a no Whats your no may I ask Are you old are you young You may ask Will I tell Or give you a no don't ask What is age have you Lived a life of stiff have you chilled with a life of ease you may ask will I tell you may have to
Etymology
A quanrdary; where does it come from. A word came to me in writing and I was pondering its source. I needed to look it up to make sure it fit. Where had I ever heard this word? Especially considering the fact that it did fit perfectly in context. Hence the inspiration. I like the double meaning of before especially.
queen mary2 on the mersey
The first visit by the queen mary 2 on the mersey
THE POPPY
TO ALWAYS WEAR ARE POPPIES AND HELP ARE FALLEN SOLDIERS IN NEED AND NEVER FORGET THE MEANING OF WAR
THE CHARMS OF MEN IN UNIFORM
WHY WOMAN LOVE MEN IN UNIFORM
walk along the beach
THE GENTLE MOTION OF THE RIPLING WAVES THE BACK AND FORTH OF THE TIDE THE PEBBLES ON THE SEA SHORE STACKED IN ROWS THE UNDULATING SAND BENEATH MY FEET BAREFOOT AM I, WALKING ON THE BEACH ALONG THE WATERS EDGE THE GENTLE WATERS ,WASHING, BAT
The Royal Iris
I know a boat that sailed the mersey the royal iris was she in her green and yellow livery elegant was she sailing up and down the mersey she did her best in her magnificent livery ,mersey dances parties she did have ,looking her best in her
elegy for an integral teacher
I have known about this man for a long time, he passed on 03-30-2010
THE PAINTER
the joys of painting
rain drops
i love the sun i hate the cold i especially hate the rain the wet water on my face on my lovely coat and shoes cold and damp i feel the rain falling from the sky maybe shower or large drops of rain sometimes ice mixed in the rain when i was
The Monarch of the Glen
this poem is dedicated to the oil painting of the stag called the monarch of the glen by sir edward landseer
grannies house
how youth is takin from us
not a poem precisely
Once a Junior School teacher asked her students to bring some potatoes in a plastic bag to school. Each potato will be given a name of the person whom that child hates. Like this, the number of potatoes will be equal to the number of persons they hat
"Something has taken you so far from me"
I am trying to uncover my deluded feelings towards an invisible mirror where i am able to foresee a tragic reflex of a love relationship that it isn´t responsive... Perhaps my otherself is still shallow and selfish and so i meditate if i am guilty or not guilty when i face my own behaviour and inner feelings while there is a lack of Love and i keep on being lonely and suffering a lot... Perhaps i am understanding my failures in matter of love relationships; by other hand i recognize my personal worth and my meritorious deeds even if am still hopeless and despised by others...
Never Ask Your Mom
What should you do on a snowy day? Don't ask your mom, is the first thing I will say. It all happened on the 13th of December. A very cold day, I'll always remember. You see the snow was coming down fast. I thought to myself - How long will t
SAYING GRACE & SPRAYING MACE a rant by ~free cee!~
look, this is the world i hope won't be the legacy we leave for my 2 year old grandson Mr. Travis Ian....but something tells me that generation X ain't doing shit excecpt accepting noise as music and are too busy with i-tunes-computers, cell phones nd phonies who sell crap they call useful to try to fix what us Baby Boomers could not!
free cee COULD ROCK ANY WOMAN'S WORLD
i like smoking weed a lot
maybe if you'd open your EYES by ~free cee!~
THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BECAUSE DAVID BERKOWITZ INSTRUCTED THAT I MUST
RE: A Captain And His Queen
Thankyou Diana 1, I enjoyed this, a good old fashioned story of wish and fulfillment.....loved it....Andrew...xxx...
RE: Homeless
Thanks bro..preciate ya......
RE: Officer McNulty
ImagineLove, thanks for your comment. I miss the small town I was from, you hardly ever saw a cop....
RE: On the thresh hold
lovely title, nostalgic write......
RE: A HEAD FULL OF WORDS
Pretty cool..like this one......
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