Friendship Poems (1,087)

Don't walk in front of me
I may not follow

Don't Walk behind me
I may not lead

Just walk beside me and be my Friend

Love Is A Candle

Friendship Is A Star

A candle can go out,

So...

That a star ... always shine

I´ve seen so many faces
Blank ones with the snout of the pig
Friendly faces looking for sympathy
at the random pains to the world.

Have seen my own face in the mirror so many times,
my reflection in the eyes of lions, yeah, like they'd want your leftovers ...

They are burning behind you, and facing ahead of you the crowd of the enemies of the rock that holds your back, impersonal, without a face to hate them, but your smiley eyes keep loving the speedo: Freedom!!!!

We played our best cards and nobody lost the game.
On the contrary, we both won.

I'm his naughty Queen, he's my shy King. Royalty we define, no drama, respecting lifting one another.
Never letting anyone come in between us ...we are friends.

My timid King will have chocolate today sitting in his steel throne, it´s his Birthday.

,,,,and I love you Mr. B.

I got a new couch
2,300 dollars
But my friend got it at discount from where he works
I figure he must have paid around 800 dollars for it
He brought it over two days after Halloween
Then he took me to Milwaukee to see Bill Burr
A great standup comedian
Then a week after I got my couch I made a mistake
I laid out flat on it and got up with a huge cramp in my leg
The pain ran down into my foot
So for the last two days I'm limping around
I'm afraid to even sit on it now
The last couch was probably worth about 100 bucks
But it was way better than this expensive leather couch!

There's a little place with a little lake
Tis known as Jenkins town
A place where I go to meditate
And just hang around

There be ducks and geese and lily pads
And peace of mind most of all
A place where time hasn't messed up the clock
A place where I still feel ten feet tall

The neighborhood is nice and good
Never an angry sound
The firemen there take kids for a ride
Little faces smile with pride as they circle round

Tis known as Jenkins town
If you search you couldn't find one little flaw
And when those kids sit high upon the fire truck
The feeling is ten feet tall

Lavender Sunset.
Waves crashing on the shore.
Sea glass on the sand.
My friend at my side.
Sea gulls keeping us company.
Friendly words being exchanged.
Laughter out loud.
Joy in my heart.

Your wit and brilliance
Your sense of humor unhinged
You made us all laughed, cried
And even dance

Now you're gone
This place mourning in your absence
Could it be that there's a chance
You'll be back
Even just for a glance?

I know you knew we loved you
Adored and even venerated you
As a friend, brother, and perhaps
Even as a lover

Please remember you'll always be
In our hearts
You're not far away
Your writes, your lines
Will forever grace this place

We will always be near you.

We love you Cafe.

May you forever rest in peace.

Let us show esteem to each other
Let us celebrate life
Let us value people that we meet
As we pass this way but once.

May we share a word softly spoken
And encourage those who pass by
Let our lives touch each tenderly
As we pass this way but once.

May we help and not hinder
Let friendship be without cost
Those who tolerate and then dismiss
Let us not be part of this.

Do then good toward somebody
Kindness and compassion leave
Should you ever once feel cold
Find this flame nearby for you...


Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:35 PM WET
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fjamesj9701 In Gods Hands, Florida USA
Wed Jul 28, 2010 8:45 PM WET
Serpico, I admire these words of wisdom and do my best to follow . Very nice write thank you for sharing

caroljoyce Manchester, Greater Manchester, England UK
Wed Jul 28, 2010 10:01 PM WET
Very well said, Serpio.

gnj4u boston, Massachusetts USA
Thu Jul 29, 2010 3:34 AM WET
Hi, serpico12,
One can always use a Flame of kindness. Thank you for sharing.

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Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:37 PM WET
hi fjamesj9701, thank you for your reply to this poem, appreciate it.. hi carol and thank you too..

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Thu Feb 24, 2011 4:38 PM WET
hi gn, thank you for viewing and your comment..

agoodguy2have suffolk, Virginia USA
Fri Feb 25, 2011 4:21 AM WET
christian22/Serp - kindness is always (least should be) welcome, but is S3L2 true I wonder...

Redex Chichesters, West Sussex, England UK
Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:14 AM WET
Another one of your gems of gentleness

caroljoyce Manchester, Greater Manchester, England UK
Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:09 PM WET
I don't recall this poem, but if I gave a good comment before, I was in my right mind, CJ

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Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:18 PM WET
hi goodguy, let friendship be without cost, things do cost i admit, but my thought is if the friendship is of such quality, then even if it costs, it's a sacrifice we gladly take on. thanks for the thought

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Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:20 PM WET
hi redex, you are kind to say that..thank you so much..
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Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:22 PM WET
hi carol nice to see you back here. these are earlier, reposting under new name..will add fresh also. thanks for the comment..and your mind was a kind one..

gnj4u Boston, Massachusetts USA
Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:24 PM WET
Hi, christian22,
Thanks for passing this Flame of kindness to, once again, shine its light into the Corner where light outshines darkness.

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Tue Mar 1, 2011 7:24 PM WET
hi gn you are more than welcome..thank you once again for your comments..

You know a man can sometimes speak
a strange and mysterious language
Yet, I believe it is the woman who dots
his 'I's and crosses his 'T's..
And for my part, I like this mystic
symbiosis
Yet, woman is much more than a proof
reader and an old haggard english
teacher who helps him 'make the grade'
She breathes into him the soul of her love
And man would do well to pay heed to the
vitality of her spirit
Put his hand to the plow and from across
the field her bakery lures him back to
the cabin
Though the sun beat down on his back
Her hands will sooth the aching
toil from his dusty flesh
She listens to his stories with bright eyed
interest
She believes in him and the wise man
peers ever deeper into the mystery of
her love
He honors her when the day is long and
when he sees the test of her faith in her
down cast eyes
She needs his strength too
His validation comes in so much more
than the warm fur he has wrapped around
her shoulders
She needs to feel his strong hands cupping
her face to be sure
But she needs him
The essence of him
Her man
I have found this
in..a few good women

I leave it up to you poets..
Whom among all the poet ladies do
you think I am most compatible?

Wow! Have I opended Pandora's box
or what? Lol

I have a deep love an admiration for
all my lady poets to be sure, but perhaps
one may be suited for me.

You know me.
You know my heart.
You know my strengths
and weaknesses to a degree.

Soooo... break out the popcorn
and cokes and get that vote in.

This could be fun.

Yours Truly
El cafe-the-hairless- monarch