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Black Diamond
In olden times we used coal as a heating fuel to keep
us all warm, it also powered ships and steam engines
and industry, it was very cheap and everyone used it
The people were all unaware that this same coal was
transformed into something extremely valuable and
was worth a fortune, I refer to the diamond found
inbedded inside rock walls and large caverns, the
coal there was put under tremendous pressure for
thousands of years to become the diamond, the
hardest mineral ever found and whoever owned
them would be wealthy beyond belief, the diamonds
when refined would become glittering jewellery,
owned by the rich and admired by the poor,there
are regular diamond expose's where there are so
many exhibits of these beautiful diamond works of art.
us all warm, it also powered ships and steam engines
and industry, it was very cheap and everyone used it
The people were all unaware that this same coal was
transformed into something extremely valuable and
was worth a fortune, I refer to the diamond found
inbedded inside rock walls and large caverns, the
coal there was put under tremendous pressure for
thousands of years to become the diamond, the
hardest mineral ever found and whoever owned
them would be wealthy beyond belief, the diamonds
when refined would become glittering jewellery,
owned by the rich and admired by the poor,there
are regular diamond expose's where there are so
many exhibits of these beautiful diamond works of art.
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
The story of coal often used for heating and it's expensive counterpart the beautiful and often precious diamond.Written 11th January 2014
smile
To the smile in
the sky i salute
you a hello and
wonder why you
smile all the time.
For if i knew this
reason then maybe
the smile would
come to me and
stay for eternity.
I could pull this
emotion into and
through me.
So send the smile
this a way forever
and today.
the sky i salute
you a hello and
wonder why you
smile all the time.
For if i knew this
reason then maybe
the smile would
come to me and
stay for eternity.
I could pull this
emotion into and
through me.
So send the smile
this a way forever
and today.
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
the moon
Winter's Last Stand
Glistening wet and melted down
Mountains kissed with sun
Going up a muddy road around
More ruts that won’t be fun
Bare branches shaken a wind blows
Down and away from cliffs rise
Drooping limbs from heavy snows
Reflecting darkly their disguise
Black raven flying with no soul
Searching for an easy meal
Take no effort nor pause patrol
Grinning from eyes surreal
Ending winter seems so tripe
Land and water stained with death
Await a brand new season to wipe
Away and give the land new breath
Mountains kissed with sun
Going up a muddy road around
More ruts that won’t be fun
Bare branches shaken a wind blows
Down and away from cliffs rise
Drooping limbs from heavy snows
Reflecting darkly their disguise
Black raven flying with no soul
Searching for an easy meal
Take no effort nor pause patrol
Grinning from eyes surreal
Ending winter seems so tripe
Land and water stained with death
Await a brand new season to wipe
Away and give the land new breath
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
The stained and matted forest floor and leafless trees of the Northern Forest begs this description.
~hummingbird~
articulated like no other, forwards backwards up down an hover, pasteled presence in a spectrum of hue, fierce defenders of territorial right, over fifty varieties for sight's delight, they're king an queen of feathered flight, migrative north n south when season's right, a passion i've got to the point of a tatt, innocent faced the hummingbird in flight's truly graced~
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
My love for the hummingbird, a tribute too:)
hmmm..........
there is a stillness
not a breath
no movement of cloud
no wind to caress
not a sound
as if time stood still
gentle is the sea
from yonder window sill
hidden sun
under a blanket of grey
no way to get out
no way to play
not once not twice
but three days in a row
perception of life
is to go slow
put the brakes on
and slip into the groove
let the essence of the day
depict how you move........
not a breath
no movement of cloud
no wind to caress
not a sound
as if time stood still
gentle is the sea
from yonder window sill
hidden sun
under a blanket of grey
no way to get out
no way to play
not once not twice
but three days in a row
perception of life
is to go slow
put the brakes on
and slip into the groove
let the essence of the day
depict how you move........
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
unusually still here............
sunflower
They come in
All shapes and sizes
A rose bud
A bulb of life
In its own cacoon hidden
Waiting to be born
In its deapths holding its new born
The seeds
New life waitng to be born
In the darkness buried not so deep
Wanting for the rain and sunshine
The warmth of the spring day
From bulb to adult flower
Grows taller day by day
Into the light emergess its stem
Open it flowery head
Petals glare in the sun
Fully grown it asurbs the light the heat
Waiting for the water the giver of life
The sun flower is born
It begins its life
All shapes and sizes
A rose bud
A bulb of life
In its own cacoon hidden
Waiting to be born
In its deapths holding its new born
The seeds
New life waitng to be born
In the darkness buried not so deep
Wanting for the rain and sunshine
The warmth of the spring day
From bulb to adult flower
Grows taller day by day
Into the light emergess its stem
Open it flowery head
Petals glare in the sun
Fully grown it asurbs the light the heat
Waiting for the water the giver of life
The sun flower is born
It begins its life
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Posted: Sep 2013
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Fifty Year Haiku
My life an hourglass
Top unseen; season unknown
Never to be turned.
Top unseen; season unknown
Never to be turned.
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Posted: Jul 2010
Post CommentNovember Frost
Seldom since the morning glory
Glistened in the sunny glow
When dew has largely turned
To frost the first we such know
The season come the season go
There’s little time left this year
Days grow short nights grow long
Once thing stands up so clear
Snow flurries fall on days so grey
Which covers evenly on the ground
Leaves have fallen and limbs left bare
Only the wind makes some sound
Here we’ve arrived and here we go
The end of autumn and start of winter
The stacks of wood piled so neatly
The kindling all chopped to splinter
Glistened in the sunny glow
When dew has largely turned
To frost the first we such know
The season come the season go
There’s little time left this year
Days grow short nights grow long
Once thing stands up so clear
Snow flurries fall on days so grey
Which covers evenly on the ground
Leaves have fallen and limbs left bare
Only the wind makes some sound
Here we’ve arrived and here we go
The end of autumn and start of winter
The stacks of wood piled so neatly
The kindling all chopped to splinter
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Posted: Nov 8
About this poem:
Visions from the old farm.
My song
I felt a poem in me
Growing like a tree
Wild and free
At the very edge
Where words emerge
To the croon
Of a gentle tune
Despite the winter cold
And crazy world
With swaying
Branches of words
And singing birds
Rehearsing my song
All day long
Growing like a tree
Wild and free
At the very edge
Where words emerge
To the croon
Of a gentle tune
Despite the winter cold
And crazy world
With swaying
Branches of words
And singing birds
Rehearsing my song
All day long
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Posted: Jan 2021
About this poem:
I just heard this in the morning and wrote it down
egocentric dreams
when I grow up I wanna ...
mastermind criminals capers
sell worthless junk papers
and take the elderlies money
when I grow up I wanna ...
tell everyone I meet lies
swampland is a sound buy
there's money in the muddy
when I grow up I wanna ...
trade golden rule for gold
make others do what I've told
sweet-talk with tongue of honey
when I grow up I wanna ...
rule all with tightened hand
my very own kingdom to expand
all for me to the last penny
when I grow up I wanna ...
take 'n keep all the happiness
even everyone's soul to possess
never enough to be too many
when I grow past I wanna ...
if I ever am able to awaken
to realize my dreams are forsaken
and compassion is life's journey
when I grow to approach nirvana
then mantra I'll tone at last
overcome my selfish impasse
life's about more than just money
© agoodguy2have 2010-12-28
mastermind criminals capers
sell worthless junk papers
and take the elderlies money
when I grow up I wanna ...
tell everyone I meet lies
swampland is a sound buy
there's money in the muddy
when I grow up I wanna ...
trade golden rule for gold
make others do what I've told
sweet-talk with tongue of honey
when I grow up I wanna ...
rule all with tightened hand
my very own kingdom to expand
all for me to the last penny
when I grow up I wanna ...
take 'n keep all the happiness
even everyone's soul to possess
never enough to be too many
when I grow past I wanna ...
if I ever am able to awaken
to realize my dreams are forsaken
and compassion is life's journey
when I grow to approach nirvana
then mantra I'll tone at last
overcome my selfish impasse
life's about more than just money
© agoodguy2have 2010-12-28
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Posted: Dec 2010
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