Free Verse Poems (29,541)

Life sends us tests that attitude can over come
Yes health can be a factor, far worse for some
Then there is romance, to add to the pot
Love is important, but first join all the dots

Someone you can rely upon, at anytime
Sadly we never know, when life is fine
Time is the answer, there is no race
Spending time together, a foundation base

Devotion comes in many, shapes and forms
For some it is a birth right, gifted when born
Others find their true love, a soul mate too
It's what many search for, and can come true

Yet whatever the journey, to do your very best
Some are not keepers, compare as a guest
Also with health problems, they come and go
Supported with friends, is better than a foe

Select those around you, with the best of care
When you need a friend, real ones will share
Highs and lows, will be eased you'll see
Finding special people, caring is the key

To learn from life's hic-cups, a bonus of sorts
Means silver linings are a gift, isn't bought
I was lucky, finding special people that cared
Time they gave freely, and happily shared.

Is that a relationship gone sour ?
Just going thru the motion of a good wife,
A hard working woman and a loving mom,
This is who you are at the moment.

Many hidden talents ,
Pretty secrets buried ,
You are more than a woman ,
You are a Super human !

A mind to speak of substance ,
You can't take any nonsense,
Straight as an arrow and true,
You chase away all the blues .

Feisty and honest your motto,
Your mom brought you up right,
A lady, friend and comforter,
Thank you for being Special .

I got a call from my mom
Three of them
I was out trying to watch the sun set
I couldn't because clouds were near the horizon
I couldn't get a hold of her
I went the next day to see what she needed
Money
I knew where the money she had went
Her grandson had gobbled it all up
The drugs, the cigarettes, fast food every day, trips all over
She loves her grandson
Enough to exclude all the rest of her kids, grandchildren, and great grandchildren
I don't know how long she can keep it up
Are there loans against the house?
How far in debt is she really?
There are plenty like her in the same situation
I call it stealing
Others might call it elder abuse
Either way, it sucks, big time!

When we have outlived the fantasies of life, we just live. We may not be among the chosen few, but still here and not there. No longer in the rhythm of a hurried life, but a life that brings forth its own season; memories fade and new adventures emerge; that's when we know we are among the living and not the dead.
Greater is the harvest for its long outcome, life does come to an end but the seeds planted are still reaping the harvest. The absorbent and fertile ground of young minds have substance, beauty, and charm, gently we must keep nurturing so they can grow and go.

Life's transcended past of experiences and acquired wisdom is earned and not taught, curves and bumps sometimes obstruct the view or force us to change our tide wind. We learn to celebrate and dance to its defeats and find the hidden message forbidding further flights.

The many paths walked and the hills climbed never makes us retreat, there are no limits only obstacles and they are few. Dreaming is a way of life but the reality is real and indispensable. Filling the dark spaces with hope, love and the warmth of light makes our light shine with rewarding promise and gratitude.

Not looking to exchange yesterday for today, but to sing new songs from a ranking tongue. Logic is sometimes misunderstood; change can be sluggish in movement, but old habits are hard to break. The streets of knowledge and wisdom are not overcrowded, be ready for its lingering under the blanket of which life falls and to all its dispensaries.

Never hidden in its conclusion; a life well lived always have meaning....................

Pause for a moment to detox; unpack unnecessary stress, toxic relationships, financial burdens, dead-end jobs, outdated wardrobes, and dead weight.

A new you is emerging, looming to go in new directions; exploring options that create choices it's okay to power down too power up, just know the direction you are going and be comfortable with it, perfection is not required, so don't judge yourself so harshly.

Explore the purpose of learning and expand beyond your comfort level without big risks and have fun along the way. Seek the understanding of supportive friends or a partner who can help you unpack the unflattering load and be just as excited about your transformation as you are.

Set no self-imposed rules or limitations unless you intend to follow them, leave the dictators on the sidelines they have their own unsharpened ax to grind. Stay on course, don't let your plans for yourself be hijacked by naysayers; those watching and waiting for failure.

Take an analytical view before you leap, don't let it be a feel-good moment laced with regrets later. Be flexible giving yourself time to reflect back long enough to keep looking ahead; it's okay to pause and refocus but never give up. Be willing to open doors to find your treasure!

Each journey in life started with the first step, trust the process and the progress, claim victory as you make your mark, homework, wisdom and past experiences are important markers. Don't drown in the expectations of others, swim to shore, and find your own landing, factor in the risks. If you cannot absorb the loss don't take the risk.

The road less traveled is not always the safest route, but give it some worthy thought! Don't get lost in the noise of the crowd, speed bumps are there for a reason PAUSE.

Hearing that
Knock on the door
A sudden rush of blood flows through me as I know it's the 1ne I've been waiting for
Please come in
Wide is ma grin
And baby tell me how you're doing?
I'm fine baby
Been a trying day
But I'm here now and I'm gonna have my way
Ooowweeee ooooo
Ma boo
Baby please slow down
We got all night to mess around n play the clown
Sitting side by side
Holding hands
Candlelight on the table
Hypnotised by each others eyes
Is this really real or fable?
Baby I want you
And I know you want me too
We both know what we wanna do
But first let's stroke the mind
Let's take it to places without races in open spaces
Come let's face this
Fear ego n hostility
Combat with Love, compassion n humility
Serene serenity
Words that empower as they shower
Any moment now I'm gonna devour
You bit by bit
From the hands caress
To the warm breath on my face as I kiss your neck
Hold on
Mic check
Something seems to be rising
And that's not suprising
With this energy more than appetising
I pull you close
Skin to skin hotter than toast
With this passion n pleasure like hot weather we beginning to roast
Sweat dripping as we slide n slipping
Slip in
Eye contact throughout
This pinpoint of a climax circling lika roundabout
Will it stop?
Will I pop?
Giving til ma last drop
Ma baby slow down
Save some energy for round
Two
Love yes I Love making Love to you

Anger
rage
never
rises
mouth
high

Irritation
sometimes
retching
reaches
upper
regions

rich
fulsome
ruminant
memory
ascends
blissfully

food
chilli
salami
salmon
all
mingle

ah
so
passes
this
lovely
saturday!

If I wrote something
It would be for you
If I wrote something it would be for only you

And just between you and me
If you read it
Would you call it poetry

Would you remember my name like I remember yours
Would you remember the flame
In my heart the flame still endures


If I wrote something would you read it at all
If I wrote something
Winter summer spring and fall

Wherever you are I hope life is good I'm doing fine
If I wrote something would you read it and pretend
That you had a wish you could have been mine

Your ceremony

was of a short duration

The length of your struggle

Enshrined in the continuance

Of time

The wealth of your holding

In the grand estate of the heart

is without question

A holy dwelling

The hasp of my soul

forever now roams

In the space between

Your world and mine

The sun sinks lower on the horizon each day
In the woods it is no longer time for play
Buried nuts all gathered - nests and burrows prepared
The trees shedding leaves until limbs all bared

Crunching sounds can be heard everywhere
Of inhabitants busily scurrying here and there
Through carpet of orange, russet, red and gold
As they get ready for the impending cold

Each day sounds decrease little by little
Until no sound is heard – not even a whistle
The air getting colder and colder until
Everything starts to turn white and all still

Summer days have gone - fallen into winter days
The inhabitants snuggled into their beds to stay
Cozy and prepared for the dark days of gray
Until winter springs into warm bright summer days