Last Commented Friendship Poems (1,087)

~My>eX>`oT^iC~`lit`~`tle`fr-a->gr~ance~
~That!S>!Pa-lo_ma-To-!-M-E-!
?now?if?^i^!Could!read!it!
!IT!Should>`NoT!-B-L-I-N-D-!-M-E-!

>BuT!-i-!Figured!=it-out=!
>JusT!^C~l^i^cK^>com>met>to=>*S-E-E*<=
=this=po=em=in=eng=lish=
>and>ev>er>soo>*c~l-e-a~r-ly*

~o~OH!>!^NoW^>^I-C-A-N=>*S-E-E*=>I-T<=
~LEM>ME>READ>IT>RIGHT>QUICK>
>nOw>p~L-E-A-S-E=dON!T=cHA>tELL-mE>
?iT?S?tHIS>SAME>`SNIV'`LIN'>`SCH'TICK?

*U*=Po=ems>been~>dis>mal~
~We'S~all_down-in-the_dumps__
~We~all~>LuV!s>Ya!So~>Dear~>ly!
!NoW!StoP!BusT>!IN!~OuR~!ButTS!

~With~Your>Song>Sung>SO>=B=L=U=E=
>YER>-D-I-S->-P-A-I-R'S->-I-N->O-U-R-H-A-I-R-
~but~*U*KeeP>On>a>WriT>In'
~>with~out-ev>en-a-care-

~CuZ~We'S-all-lost~our~l-uVs~
~My~P-a_lo-ma=>my=do=ve=
-B-U-T-*I*-V-A-L-*U*-E->*U*COM>MENT>
=TO=*LOOK*^UP^a^BOVE^

~so~long!s=good=read=
~her~prose~file~prose~
~she~says~soo~much~
=The=Lord=only=knows=

?what?z?on?yer!mind!
>ain?t>got>no>time>
>just>make=it=clear=
>now!write!me?dear?

>don!t!play>no>games>
>don?t?want>no>fun>
>no>dis>co>jive>
>nor>dive>bar>fly>

~>just~>be~>po~>lite~>
'n>dig>ni>fied>
>of>de>cen>cy>
>to>es>cort>me!


?just?right!=for=you=
?too!young!=for=me=
>but?she~pens~such~sweet~
=prose'n=po=e=try=

~sur?ley~not?yours?;-)
?a?good?guy?to?say?
=i=don?t=un=der?=stand=
!can?t!have>it<both<ways>

>to>chase>that>tale>
>of>her>fai>ry>
>dreams>come=true=thru=
=light'n=char=i=ty=

>so>here's>the>link>
>tell>me>what>cha>think>
!don?t?cha!luv>her>so>
?if?so>long?s?fo!sho!

Say my name and

I will endeavour to be at your side
Let your tears fall loosely
Even the strongest have cried

Say my name because

Nothing will ever keep me away
Clothed in formidable armour and shield
We can keep your troubles at bay

Say my name if

You seem to have lost your feet
Together we will conquer the world
We know no such thing as defeat

Whisper my name so softly

Your voice will always be heard
Even when deafness steals my ears
Your voice will always be heard

I spent this evening in tears.
watching and listening,
deep in the soul of ”Madam Butterfly”

Tears because of its pathos,
and of memories
shared so long ago.

Shared with a gentle girl
who still fills my thoughts.
Of youth and innocence,
long gone,
but not forgotten.

Over the years
our paths crossed and parted
but never ran together.

I will always wonder,
What If?

I am the key
You are the lock
I am the boat
You are the dock
I am the book
You are the reader
I am the birds
You are the feeder
I am the thread
You are the spool
I am the water
You are the pool
I am the foot
You are the shoe
I am the knot
You couldn't undo

>Now>that>the>O~lym>pics>
>have>come>'n->gone>
>Caul-dron>Fi-res=LiT=
?What?Song?Lives?On?

?What?Sound?Is?Here?
?That?Her~alds=So=Clear=
~a~'R~A~P'~a^TI^~Ta~>U>M~m~
~a>^HaR^>Bin>ger's>?Dr-u~m?

>Now>ThaT>The>PomP>HaS>
>Cer~e>^MO^Ni^ed-us>ByE>
>ThE>~GL^IN^>T>Of>ThaT>G-O-L-D->
>Still>-B-U-R-N-S->in>my>-E-Y-E-S->

!YeS!It!s>a=>Gold=>`MET`>AL>
>a>Gold->`MeT`>al>for>'Thee!
>But>there!s>`NoT`~>`On~ly~>1one>
>The+To+TaL=IS>^3Three!

>!YeS!>A>!WorlD>RE>CorD!
>A>WorlD>RE>CorD>TimeS>3Three!
>The>O~lym>Pic>Com>M^iT>tee>
>DoTH>BE>StoW>^up^>On>Thee!

!YeS!NoW!There>Is>3Three!
!Oo~H!Sweet>^ViC>ToR>^Y^!
~And-all>go>^in^_down__hill>
~>Sweet->Speed=>^Po=e=try=

?Wheth~er>Bump->^In^_Down__Mo>GulS!
?Or?->F-l-Y->^In^>'Cross->I-C-E->
!She!S!SWo-oSH>^In^'N->SpiN->^In^>
=>CuZ=>ShE!S>NiM>B~le>'n->N^i^cE!

!-N-O>!TriP=l~e~LuT`Z`>For>A>Cl~uT`Z`?
>MorE>LikE>TriP=l~e>^A>X~LES~YoU!ll>SeE!
>CuZ>She!S>Al>wayS>SoO>TacT'>Ful>
>When>SpiN>^In^=>^Po=e=try=

!ShE!ll!>RacE>!'round>'yer>_Down__Hills>
~>to~>Sla~lom~>your~>slo~pes~>
=>She!ll!=>ZiP=>Past=>U<=>StanD=>IN<=
=like=it=was=a=joke=

!ShE!ll!>-F-L-Y->T-H-R-U->T-H-E^AiR^
~WitH~>ThE~>GreaT~>EsT~>Of~>EasE~>
+and^if^You!re>NoT>LooK?>InG>
?You!ll!->J-U-S-T->F-E-E-L->T=H=E=>B-R-E-E-Z-E=>

~>!WheN!~>UN~>CorK~InG^BiG^AiR^
=>Like=>Shawn->Wh^ite->^WaY^up^Th^e~re~>
!GolD!`MeT`a~Ls->ShE!=>*SpieS*<=
=As=>ShE=>FlieS=U=!SkY!^HI^!

!ShE!~>MighT~>Jol~l^ie^~>YeR~>NOL~L^IE^
~or~sing~ya~da~blues~
~just~a~Penn^in^her=thoughts=
~WhilE>Mou~lon`Rouge`^in^yer~luge~

~Al~though~>*U*<~may~>StuM>BlE>
~>AnD~>*U*HanD>MaY?Be>BrokE>
>ThaT>JudgE>^IS^A>FudGE>
>He!S>JusT>On~Ly^>a>joke>

!Oo~H!YeS-SiR!~R!~E-E!
>FeaR>NoT>ThiS>NighT!
!*U*!JusT>-H-A-D->T-H-E->!RuN!
!ThE!-B-E-S-T-OF->*U*<->!LifE!

!AnD!NoW!^It!S^OF>FI^Ci-al!
!She!S!>GraB>^IN^>ThE!GolD!
!A!HugE!NuG>GeT!FoR!HeR!
!LeaveS!The>ResT!Of=US=>!BolD!

!It!S!HeR!ThaT!We!ChaM>PI>ON!
>FoR>ShE!IS!ThE!BesT!
~>ShE!S=>OuR=>^Po=eT=s=DaR=ling=
!!=SweeT=^PinK^=`Po=eT=ResS=!!

?May?i?sim~ply~rest~
~my~head~to~tear~
~gen~t~l~y~on~sh-o-u~l~der~
?of?your!s?my?dear?

?Can?I?tend-to?
'Yer!PotS'n-PanS'?
=>I<=Cle=an=!To!=P~l-e-a-sE!=
~whi~le~mak>^in=>cof>fe=es!=

>Ev^-En->MiS>TeR>=C~l-e-aN=S=
~D~r-e-am=Te=am=S=e=a=ms=
=Sim>P~l^Y>Ou>T>a>p~l-ace-
>!When>!*i*!>In>V-adE>
>Th-a-T->lit~tle->SP-A-C-E-

~>af>ter^up^>side>__down_in__
~your~pine-ap-ple=tea=se=
!I!LL!ChicK>En>So^uP>yer>So_uL~
>cuz>*i*>aimz>ta>P~l-e-a-sE!

`ye-a~h->toe>to>toe>we!ll>go>
>cuz>she!s>my>friend>
>ri-ght__d_o_wn__to>
>the~`bit>ter~end.

!i!hope?~some~time~
>you?ll!~>fond<~to->find<-
~>that~>i<~m-i-ght=just~be~
?still?on~yer~mind~

First there was nothing,
A bland, vapid whiteness enveloped all,
No sound, no feeling, no taste,
No touch, no up, no down,
Nothing...
Just the Witness-Adam, silent, emotionless, still...
8
Then a thought flickered across the emptiness,
“What if there was another in the room...?”
Instantly the ‘other-Eve’ appeared,
And now there were ‘two’,
An eon or two passed,
The ‘one’ witnessing the ‘other’
8
Suddenly, another thought tip-toed across eternity,
“If I said ‘hello’ to the ‘other’, would it reciprocate?
How would it respond,
With courtesy, beauty, passion peace and love,
Or with hostility, enmity, disharmony and ‘past-life’ issues?
Another eon or two passed,
But, still, there was only the Witness wrapped in its own lonely musings...
8

“Hello,” said Adam,
A kaleidoscopic explosion of something totally new descended on the Witnesses,
Sound, bathed the cosmos,
They spent another delicious eternity chatting,
Digesting every word with great relish,
But, still, talk can only do so much, something was missing,
But what?
8
“May I meld just a tad with you?”, asked the bold one, Adam, of course,
“You may”,
Instantly the ‘two’ essences reached out across forever,
Uncertainly, diffidently, shyly, unsurely,
Like two fingertips edging towards each other,
And then, it happened,
The space was inundated with a myriad new sensations,
Incomprehensible vibrations were experienced,
A few more eons passed with unprecedented growth...
8
First holding of hands,
First kiss,
First base,
Second,
Third..., etc.
Soon, ‘Adam’ and “Eve’ were running to and fro,
Adam to and from work, Eve, to and from piano lessons, PTA meetings, etc., etc...
8
One day, long after the ‘firsts’ that brought such fire and pleasure, and wholeness and companionship and a deep cherished communion,
Inane, mundane, ‘routine’ took over,
Adam began to guiltily notice Jane,
Eve began to guiltily notice Joe,
And things went to hell-in-a-hand-basket...,
8
Adam died of the normal heart attack at 67,
His heart broken in more ways than one,
Eve lasted ten more excruciatingly lonely years,
Writing many a lost-love poem at poet’s corner...,
Her crying-out for that bitter-sweet but lost communion...,
Mostly falling on deaf ears...
8
Adam was, of course waiting for Eve on the ‘other side’,
A blazing, and totally sweet reunion ensued,
But, they realized that as the Witness,
In an eternity sans chaos boredom soon overtook them,
“What do you say Eve, this time I’ll be you and you be me?”
Into the maelstrom they gladly dived...
8

She wasn’t really beautiful but still men stopped to look.
She had a certain something, irresistible and charming.
A gleam that shone from deep within, a soul of purest gold,
A tattered mind, a checkered past, a heart that had been broken.
A total change of everything upon the slightest whim,
A free and gentle spirit, unpredictable, disarming.
She took me in, gave me hope when I was destitute,
A helping hand, a freely offered gesture of affection.
She told me once the difference between normal and insane,
Speaking from experience, institutional in nature.
“Everybody has the urge to scream naked down the street,
A crazy person does it, where most folks reconsider”
I was not her only lover, not even at the time,
I knew of two, both friends of mine, but there were surely others.
When later on we met again she had another partner,
But just for old time’s sake, we took yet another tumble.
Don’t get me wrong, I find no fault in her infatuations.
I’m grateful for the time we had with no recriminations.
I made to her a promise that I still intend on keeping.
I told her if I ever heard that she was recommitted,
That I would find some way to free her from captivity.
So Annie if you’re in there and you should read these lines,
Just get in touch, I’ve not forgot the kindness that you showed me.

friends my friends friends of all shapes and sizes i respect my friends these are my light in the dark dark enough to light a spark friends friends my friends every where across the world these are my friends