Most Commented Prose Poems (416)

When you need to get away
to be the person you truly
are
Just grab your hat and coat
and follow your guiding star
You may have to give it all
up, and show up empty handed
But look at those chains you're
wearing and your heart will
certainly demand it
It takes courage to soar like
an eagle for those who'll
take the dare
But compared to a lifetime
in prison
Why should you really care?~

Where's Mr Fellsman?
Did he fly the coop?
Anyone with some info
Please give us the scoop
Is the poet master on
permanent leave?
I'm lost for words I do
believe
Did he over sleep or
wander from home?
Let me know if ya read
this poem~

Einstein had a mind of
his own when he stepped
outside the box
He reached in his vest
and checked the time on
his fourth dimensional
clock
The year was 1905 when
he rode that beam of
light
But the minute hand was
a second behind as he
sped along his flight
He punched in all the
numbers but the hour
seemed out of place
And his watch had bent
like wax in this 4-D
time and space
So he scratched his head
and checked the time the
very minute he departed
But to his surprize he was
two days late because he
arrived before he started~

She was more sexy than her coworkers
Oh yes! By far
She would blaze through the streets
In her fancy sports car
All the men at the pub would push
and strain
They drooled over hebeauty's's as though
they were insane
No woman could match her
No wit could catch her
But there was a catch to her story
It may sound a bit gory
But upon talking to this beauty which
every man felt his duty
She spoke to them as dirt as she swished
her satin skirt
Every man was offended and their affections
they recinded
They left her where she stood
She wasen't the dish to take home to mom
She was mean and nasty and left home at
the prom
All her beauty turned into a ball of snot...
This is the tale of the girl who didn't get got--

It's only Monday..
But's it's gonna be ok
Hang onto hope
Stay off the dope
Drag out that talent
that's gathered so much dust..
Light up the world..
In you we trust-

There's a healing in progress
for every stab to the soul
There's a sacred text being
written as broken hearts unfold
For every kindness unanswered
a reckoning must be met
And as the seeds of love are
planted
A flower shall we see yet~

You said,'You'd meet me at the
rivers edge where we could talk
for a while..'
Yes, I knew what you meant, as
I made that drive..but inside
me was a smile
You probably thought we'd sit
and talk til I felt you were
quite at ease
But I knew in my heart of hearts
it was your soul I needed to please
I let you speak for a minute or
two but the fire was already
burning
And when I held your face in the
palm of my hands that passion was
ever churning
I couldn't heal the hurt you felt
when your lover had left you cold
But perhaps I could show you a
better way if only to listen and
to hold
After an hour or so of warm embrace
I kissed you on your cheek
Perhaps when your feeling stronger
and gathered yourself a truer love
you'll seek~

Spirits connect in unexpected places
Souls that have no discernable faces
Through finely tuned passages we trace
Completeness in love’s forgiving grace

Happening in an instant
Within a preordained imprint
Over millennia of distant times
Within the lines of simple rhymes

Cast through time in dark spaces
Merciful like a coup de grace
Larger than atomic theory
Taking stock and inventory

Connections in unseen dimensions
Set hearts alight in higher ascension
Souls in perfect melodic resurrection
Love’s depths expressed in the epic Illad
Extolled in the philosophy of Greek dyads

The invisible worlds of timelessness
Absorbed in the light of endlessness
Sentenced to love that has no end
Dreams sent pure and splendid

In the color of strawberry roses
Life’s love moves and goes
Seeking, ending, closing
Newly composing
Begins new
With you
Two

I want to paint a picture of a rather simple design
And softly place it upon the canvas of your mind
It’s hidden in a forest amidst the coldness of winter
Built by the strong hands of a long forgotten carpenter

An old wooden cabin standing solemn and still
Under the hushed white blanket of a winter chill
A distant faint crackling is the only sound heard
Within the quiet forest as the snow falls undisturbed

Interlaced with peaceful silence encompassed all around
As the gentle beguiling snow falls silently to the ground
Delightful winter dances held in a crystal light show
In reflections of a mesmerizing shimmering glow

This is a lover’s hideaway my visions descriptively imagine
With a fire of hot embers feeding flames of deep passion
A secret rendezvous wrapped up in a warm romantic cloak
My senses smell the fire in the billowing chimney smoke

A seducing hazy atmosphere fills the air with desire
Deepening the lovemaking that soon will transpire
Together as one, cares tossed and no concerns
Captured in beauty only nature adorns

Lovers partaking in the magic elixir called tranquility
Bathed in soothing love and warm sheltering harmony
Hidden in the forest sharing silence and peace
Vowing that this moment will never cease

Under one blanket peacefully sitting by the fire
Wearing selflessness and nakedness as their attire
The scene touches my mind, soul, heart and being
Sipping love that is so sublime and freeing

On a timeless soul journey depicted in this visional art
Like a beautiful love song brought unpretentiously to heart
My imagination a silent partaker of the secret rendezvous
How I dream to meet that lover that soothes my longing spirit
The kind of love born, nurtured and distinctively inherent

Wrapped in a blanket of passion that will take me to that cabin
That cabin in the woods, in the winter of our lives
A place where promises to one another thrives
The cabin that silently waits in the forest in winter

Who I ask..viewed me?
Could it be you?
Was it your sister?
Or perhaps your mother?!
O, 'you said your cat stepped
on your phone and pushed
the view button'
Then tossed it to the dog
A pup you call Mutton
And don't forget the bird
with its tweet, tweet, tweet
Perhaps one day all three
I'll meet