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Sunflowers (for "Sunny" the sunandthesea)
Driving home from work today
I saw a sight not usually seen until August
Waves upon waves of sunflowers all down the highway
Greeting me as I drove past.
Turning their faces to catch the warming rays
Nodding and sighing as if in agreement
Telling me their secrets
"Tell "Sunny" "hi" for us!"
And so this gift of sunflowers
With their warm and cheerful radiance
Is for you.
I saw a sight not usually seen until August
Waves upon waves of sunflowers all down the highway
Greeting me as I drove past.
Turning their faces to catch the warming rays
Nodding and sighing as if in agreement
Telling me their secrets
"Tell "Sunny" "hi" for us!"
And so this gift of sunflowers
With their warm and cheerful radiance
Is for you.
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
A poem for "Sunny".
online today!FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
Nobody seems to know who wrote this poem. I think it really says it all why we hang out in cyberspace.
simple courtesies
"Good day Madam" the elder spoke up
to the five-year-old with a tea cup
"Good day Mister" the girl replied
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Why thank you very much, I would"
he said, as he bowed to tip his hat.
She handed him a saucer, then a cup,
carefully poured, so not to spill a drop.
With watchful care he lifted his tea
to sip a sup and gaze thoughtfully.
"Good lady I must with all honesty say
that this is the finest I've sipped today."
The young lady smiled, so to underscore,
and replied "Thank you Sir, care for more?"
© agoodguy2have 2011-06-01
to the five-year-old with a tea cup
"Good day Mister" the girl replied
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Why thank you very much, I would"
he said, as he bowed to tip his hat.
She handed him a saucer, then a cup,
carefully poured, so not to spill a drop.
With watchful care he lifted his tea
to sip a sup and gaze thoughtfully.
"Good lady I must with all honesty say
that this is the finest I've sipped today."
The young lady smiled, so to underscore,
and replied "Thank you Sir, care for more?"
© agoodguy2have 2011-06-01
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Posted: Jun 2011
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Thanks is only a little word, but...
"Thanks" is only a little word
but means much more than you can imagine !!
but means much more than you can imagine !!
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Posted: May 2011
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In Appreciation
Dear poets, oh my friends, you are blessed with much grace!
It’s your poems and comments that are making all my days.
When I’m up at crack of light I just linger for a while,
Check this corner, bide my time, see if there is poem fine.
So all night it seemed alive and my friends did make their best,
Posted poems and comments, talked and chatted while I slept.
And at last when I woke up I found treasures of true art,
Poems, verses, comments wise captured mind, some broke my heart.
Keep on writing, dear friends, fellow poets full of grace,
It’s your poems and comments that are making all my days.
It’s your poems and comments that are making all my days.
When I’m up at crack of light I just linger for a while,
Check this corner, bide my time, see if there is poem fine.
So all night it seemed alive and my friends did make their best,
Posted poems and comments, talked and chatted while I slept.
And at last when I woke up I found treasures of true art,
Poems, verses, comments wise captured mind, some broke my heart.
Keep on writing, dear friends, fellow poets full of grace,
It’s your poems and comments that are making all my days.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
In appreciation of this little corner.
The Fertile Soil of a Memory
Tis rare to see such natural beauty,
that captures one's full attention,
much less a sight so marvelous,
it's glory maintains full retention.
When such experience as this I've said,
finds it's place within fertile mental soil,
a seed of vision grows within one's head,
saving that memory from forgot'n spoil.
Some find this rare and treasured jewel,
of visions etched upon memories wall,
in 'artsy clothing' of silk, yarn and wool,
while another might dwell on a waterfall.
There's pets & things, people & places too,
that find their way into memories domain,
and if only 'fond' memories we could 'view'
those we love most tis where we'd remain.
All this was said to bring to a conclusion,
that a wonderful memory for 'ME' twas made,
when upon fertile soil of 'my' mental illusion,
An image of a Lily named 'Liliane' was laid.
that captures one's full attention,
much less a sight so marvelous,
it's glory maintains full retention.
When such experience as this I've said,
finds it's place within fertile mental soil,
a seed of vision grows within one's head,
saving that memory from forgot'n spoil.
Some find this rare and treasured jewel,
of visions etched upon memories wall,
in 'artsy clothing' of silk, yarn and wool,
while another might dwell on a waterfall.
There's pets & things, people & places too,
that find their way into memories domain,
and if only 'fond' memories we could 'view'
those we love most tis where we'd remain.
All this was said to bring to a conclusion,
that a wonderful memory for 'ME' twas made,
when upon fertile soil of 'my' mental illusion,
An image of a Lily named 'Liliane' was laid.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
This poem was specifically written to (and for) a beautiful Brazilian Woman whom I've been blessed to share a bit of correspondence.With her permission, I'm sharing this poem with the family and friends of poets corner.
She asked me to write a poem using a 'Lily' as part of the poem, being as her name 'Liliane' is derived from a Latin word meaning Lily.
This is what I came up with. Hope you all enjoyed it. Swade777
A New Friend
A new smile, a different face...
A new view to an open window
of another soul.
Another life, more breaths to take
Another world, a different mind
A new beggining, a different day
Another path we learn to take.
We stop a little but not for long
Along the way we find new friends
So we continue with no regrets
Whatever happens we choose each day
To learn or just plain hate
We walk our journey until our days end
Not in death, but life.
A new beggining we hope to see
Each night we put our faith
For God makes no mistakes
To know who tomorrow's new smile
We will get to greet.
A new view to an open window
of another soul.
Another life, more breaths to take
Another world, a different mind
A new beggining, a different day
Another path we learn to take.
We stop a little but not for long
Along the way we find new friends
So we continue with no regrets
Whatever happens we choose each day
To learn or just plain hate
We walk our journey until our days end
Not in death, but life.
A new beggining we hope to see
Each night we put our faith
For God makes no mistakes
To know who tomorrow's new smile
We will get to greet.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
I think that you can come across a thousand places or see a thousand people but in the end...God only puts certain people in our lives..The Bible
For all religious people,do not take offence at this poem.
The bible its just a fairy tale
That so many people will often believe
When at times they become so lonely beyond all reality
But the bible its just a story with no real truth to be told
And so just forget all about those fairy tales
From now so long ago
For all life itself its really for living
Just like all those others do now every day
And so don't go wasting another second
When you feel the need to pray
For all time its oh so precious
With your whole future now in store
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life once more
For each new tomorrow its not so far away
And so put that bible down
And then reach out for all of that fun
That's now forever all around
For no one knows just what might be
And so live your life to the full
For no matter how many times you pray each night
No one will hear your call
And so throw away that bible
That you have now read for so many times before
And then dance to all of that music
While you are on the disco floor
For its only then that you will meet that someone
With a very special love to share
And so now stop all of your praying
That just won't get you anywhere
For the bible it cannot give what you really need
No matter how many times you pray
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life each day.
The bible its just a fairy tale
That so many people will often believe
When at times they become so lonely beyond all reality
But the bible its just a story with no real truth to be told
And so just forget all about those fairy tales
From now so long ago
For all life itself its really for living
Just like all those others do now every day
And so don't go wasting another second
When you feel the need to pray
For all time its oh so precious
With your whole future now in store
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life once more
For each new tomorrow its not so far away
And so put that bible down
And then reach out for all of that fun
That's now forever all around
For no one knows just what might be
And so live your life to the full
For no matter how many times you pray each night
No one will hear your call
And so throw away that bible
That you have now read for so many times before
And then dance to all of that music
While you are on the disco floor
For its only then that you will meet that someone
With a very special love to share
And so now stop all of your praying
That just won't get you anywhere
For the bible it cannot give what you really need
No matter how many times you pray
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life each day.
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
All about love from someone you can see,feel and hold closeAn Ode To Poetry Online
Well tip me up
spin me round
love on line
I have found
not by one
going under ground
many a stranger
makes my heart pound
exoressing ourselves
without making a sound
it's by the internet
we are bound
connecting emotions
simple yet profound!
spin me round
love on line
I have found
not by one
going under ground
many a stranger
makes my heart pound
exoressing ourselves
without making a sound
it's by the internet
we are bound
connecting emotions
simple yet profound!
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this tonight after being touched by the blessings you have left for me after reading my first post. Thank you for you all are amazing as is poets corner.
Reflections
I've seen that smile many times before
An on many faces i adore
For its a key to new beginnings
Just learn to open to reveal new things
It takes just a moment to initiate a response
A smile returned no forbidden wants
Just honest an true an straight to the heart
No cost incurred a friendship to start
No searching required for it will just show
How well you transpire your internal glow
Warm an engaging access to the soul
Creating reflections your ultimate goal
An on many faces i adore
For its a key to new beginnings
Just learn to open to reveal new things
It takes just a moment to initiate a response
A smile returned no forbidden wants
Just honest an true an straight to the heart
No cost incurred a friendship to start
No searching required for it will just show
How well you transpire your internal glow
Warm an engaging access to the soul
Creating reflections your ultimate goal
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Posted: May 2011
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