Last Commented Friendship Poems (1,087)

He knows me not
nor i know him
yet he shovels my dirt to the surface
dig's out whats within.
My silent heartbreak
my failures,my loss
how does he know me so well
when he knows me not.
when words fail me
he speaks them for me
a total stranger
how can this be.
But must we know each other
to relise how much were alike
we cry the same tears for the same reason
we battle the same fights.
But alas i don't really care
he reminds me were all the same
and there is comfort in knowing your not alone
and i thank you for that, my poet, Mr james.

O n a Spring scented, shady
N ature walk this morning
L ost in sweet songbird melodies
Y ou entered my thoughts as a
C reature of rare beauties
H eaven sent, and I so
R espect the warm feelings you have
I nstilled in my heart
S ince I first perused your superb verse....to
T hank you now in a simple poem
I t barely seems enough, as we link together
N ow in my mind, I feel a bond
A special friendship that I hope will shine always !

After these years passing...
Under these circumstances in life...
Over thoughts about its meaning...

...there is one answer to all questions
one result to sum up all
one sad eye and one laughing

Looking at me from a different point of view
Tears of joy as all is a flow
Wisdom from experience always undirected

Seven times nine at the very beginning
Shaping now to fill the missing letters
in a crossword puzzle of definitions
putting all pieces in the right place

Candykid likes sweet lollipop treats...
Odette is the queen of this corner...
No one can run a show quite like our brother...
Number one there'll never be another...
Elo friend we'd like to read more from you...
Cafetwo your poems split us in two...
Trurorob wisely cautiously posts...
Indeed Darkhorse sures writes the most...
Now i'll mention a girl that could rule the world...
Girlygirl you are that girl...

So who else next am I going to mention?
Is it fjames or madtat or weemick or fellsman?
No I can't but they're not on suspension...
Gee Mizzy I bet you think I forgot about you...
Lies don't make false truths come true...
Everyone not mentioned your poems are not lackluster...
Spartacus your poems are spectacular.....

Dear Soul goddess,
In reply to your advertisement for restaurant staff,
I submit this C.V. for a worker and a half.
A more talented person you'll never find,
Diligent, practical, so straight and kind.
With excellent elocution to entertain your crowd,
Proper manners and rearing, yet to work not too proud.
What if your chef ever fails to turn in ?
You'll need someone to cook right there on a whim.
Your cleaner just might let you down next Friday,
How good would it be to have someone who's tidy ?
You specialise in fish so just in case,
You surely need a person that knows their plaice.
A fine multi-talented person it's true,
Full of heart & charisma and Wow! good looks too.
This is not about me, if that's what you're thinking,
Its on behalf of a lady to whom I am winking.
You'll not find her equal anywhere on the nett,
Please consider this C.V. for the Awesome Lady Odette !

I have flown on wings of dreams, but I never could land well
I've never been to the end of a rainbow and I've never talked to an angel
I could never reach the fleeing horizons and I could never catch the wind
I have never caressed a sliver of moonlight until it touched your skin
When I first saw the beauty of your silhouette standing before the sun
I was the pilot of a new dream landing in your love
Then my tears reflected colors of a rainbow and I could talk to God
I could finally reach the horizons as you woke up in my arms
And I dont care where the winds blow as long as I'm with you
We could float into forever where Delphinus stars may bloom
Where time is never the difference between nights and days
We could cast our shadows from moonlight as we let our hands play
Plucking beautiful flowers from heaven until the end of times
Planting new celestial gardens beyond our endless skies

~ JJF~

Against a Cumbrian sunset statuesque,
In slanted beams she beckons me to grace,
Breathtaking views, the ink of nature's desk,
My heart to pen a smile upon her face.
Majestic jagged hills oft' touch a cloud,
Stooping to the lakelands deepened soul,
Penrith wraps our Love in scented shroud,
Sweet English rose, my Irish heart you stole.
Blinded by the beauty that surrounds,
None more fair than her pale countenance,
I on her blowing tresses place a crown,
To celebrate our close poetic dance.

Fond moments that I dream can't come too soon,
When yonder we will kiss to nature's swoon.

Friendship is a priceless gift
That cannot be bought or sold,
But its value is far greater
Than a mountain made of gold
For gold is cold and lifeless,
It can neither see nor hear,
And in the time of trouble
It is powerless to cheer
It has no ears to listen,
No heart to understand,
It cannot bring you comfort
Or reach out a helping hand
So when you ask God for a Gift,
Be thankful if He sends
Nor diamonds, pearls or riches,
But the love of real and true friends.

Rhoda a name depicting a rose,
could they be the solace for me,
from small seeds a flower grows,
whispering words of what might be,

Sometimes fate plays its hand,
troublesome mind that needs a rest,
and from the ashes a man might stand,
could this be another test,

She said my words had depth and feeling,
my heart still scarred from the pain,
she read them and held the meaning,
mind in motion like wheels on a train,

Look to the future, and try to address,
so much heartache, lots of strain,
my heart is free, am not here to impress,
push back the hurt and look to the gain,

Music she says can help your goal,
beating heart, striving in my chest,
it will help unravel your soul,
a symphony explodes and comes to rest,

I cry out, "who are you",
just a shoulder, for you to rely on,
feeling the lightness, rising in my heart too,
you have a right to grow, just as my son,

More words to temper my soul,
be still she said, and let your heart rest,
could this be the one to make me whole,
once you are settled you will feel your best,

She offered to befriend me in the book,
My mind haltered, am I on the rebound,
I viewed her profile and glad of the look,
we now share views and all is sound,

This friend of mine is now so dear,
we take each day as it comes, she said,
words of comfort and all is clear,
so now we talk and carefully tread,

Could this my saviour be,
She smiles and chat,
let us hope that it is, we will wait and see,
For now we will leave it at that.

There was Ted
And Tim and Kevin
Lee would play with me
He also got me started in lawnmowing by giving me his job
That job got me an additional 10
One that lasted 17 years
Another that lasted seven years
Then there was Matt
He lived in the country
He even moved into my apartment
He made me music cds that I listen to almost daily
Todd was a lot of fun
We made forts
We drank pop and ate out at different resturants
He introduced me to WI Dells
He drove me all over and we talked about lots of things
Getting rich, his mean mom, his mean girlfriends, and religion
Then there was Russell
We would go to Taco John's and bum around the mall every week
We would play basketball and board games
Kevin would play his piano for me
He could play "Freeze Frame" by the J Geils Band
We played his video games
We threw knives and hatchets at a wooden target
Thank you for spending time with me
Thank you for playing with me
But most of all thank you for taking the time to care