Author: lee m hollander
Cattle die kindsmen die
Thy to will soon die
But far and fair will
The deeds of a good man
Travel even after death
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
It is a stanza in the poetic edda
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In the twilight hour
two shadows emerge
treading the evening sea shore.
Smiles brighter than silver dollars,
barefoot arm and arm.
Laugher echoing across
the blue velvet sky.
Dancing the night away,
unclothed, merging as one.
Romancing beneath the stars,
soft cheeks caressing,
with eyes glittering
like crystal chandelier.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
I never try to define my poetry. I just write!!!
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My friends want charming princes
And they dislike frogs
So i thoutght to myself yesterday night:
Am i a frog or a prince???
I confess that i love animals and frogs are very interesting too
Single princes exist... Maybe in the United Kingdom and other royal families around the world...
I guess i am not a frog and neither a prince in spite of being very charming as my brazilian, chinese and japanese friends use to say
So i am confused because i don´t know my true role at this love story
Sometimes i use to compose love songs and i really don´t understand who is the source of my inspiration in spite of inspiration being for all... as far as i realize it...
For a while i try to record my songs without concerns about who inspires me because i am single and not looking for anyone but what will happen if i meet a special someone(?)...
I am afraid of being not able to compose any song because i would be "in love"...
So what can i do?
To love or not to love???
My life is so colourful because i love music...
Will i betray my songs if i fall in love???
Will i lose my "gift" if someone touches my heart and soul???
Sometimes i sing like a frog in love...
By other hand i am as a prince who sings in order to feel less loneliness...
Maybe i will be fine if i love someone... i hope so...
Probably i am a "frog prince" and so my confused conceptions fade like a bouquet of flowers during a Summer night...
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Posted: May 2011
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How to see through dripping eyes
only then can the truth be exposed
everything is blurry and out of focus
but never have I seen things so clear
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
I cry for the people who were here before the "White Eyes" arrived from the East to take over this continent. It's the natural order of things on this planet though, and it's played out from vegetation to insects to fish to Lions to human beings. The strong survive to breed, the weak perish. This poem was inspired by a song by Buffy Sainte Marie called "My country Tis of Thy People You're Dying".
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These brown eyes have glimpsed beauty many times in this llifetime. Yet, never before have they glanced upon such exquisite nobility as lies before them tonight. The texture of your skin softer than the finest silk. Your dark wavy hair so beautiful, like the mane of a thoroughbred stallion. I'm afraid if I touch you I may damage the jewel. for my hands are rough from tampering with steel. Please forgive the boldness of a poor fellow's stare, but I can't succor myself. You're as lovely as the sight of a baby doe. Those piercing dark eyes of yours burn the abyss of my soul. How incredible it must be to awaken next to someone so fabulous, your breath caressing my cheeks, your fragile frame entwined with mine. Indeed, what a blissful moment, knowing that for once in my life I am going to be touched by a creature so phenomenally extravagant. It makes me almost dizzy to imagine what it would be like to taste the delicate fruits of your secret garden and nurture from its basket like bees swarming to honey. By Cheyenne Yakima
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
The poem really speaks for itself...
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Author: RAYZA
You always helped me with all my troubles
and i'd do the same for you
when i said no one cared about me
you'd say you do
you stopped me from hurting myself
and ending my life
you came to my rescue
and put down the knife
you told me you would be nothing
if I wasn't there
those words showed me
you really cared
but there's another secret
that killing my soul
one that made me realize
you made me whole
it's that i love you
and even though were friends
i would always love you
until the end
I hope that one day
maybe you'll love me too
and I'll be waiting for that day to come
and you'll say I love you
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
LOVE LOVE
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Never did I doubt you,in your words I felt secure. Till that first time I felt dishonesty..as you walked right out the door.
It happened a few times again,and I thought it was just me..Till I came out side to find you..you were hiding something from me.
In shock I asked whats going on, and you admitted to me your vice.You lied about a trivial thing..and that's was not too wise.
You see I am a smart one, and lies from men are nothing new..but in you I put my trust, and that was hard to do.
Now you were so good at story telling, that now I question everything you say..Damn you for hurting us..in that awful ugly way.
You get mad each time I ask you in that way that says "yeah right"
But have you ever wondered why you ever lied to me that night?
Words they can do two things, bring joy or bring much pain..and the sad thing is that I don't think I can.in you trust that way again.
I wish I never caught you so To me you still could be,that great guy I thought you were before you lied to me.
Now I have this heaviness that rests upon my heart,I have never lied to you..now it's tearing us apart.
I pray we can get past this, and we can forgive ..forget. I was really hoping this time would not be built upon regrets.
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
The man I love has lied to me..and now I cant get past it. Though it was not what he lied about that was a big deal..but the fact that he lied at all..it changes everything.
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Author: Unknown
Chat-Savvy Prose dedicated to "LuvLace"
in my uniquely innovative "Profuse" style
of excessive poetic elements.
Hear . . . Take my hand -written poetry and
Reach for me now
while I guide us to seæ
a beach on an isle~I’ll
take you with me
Please open Mind if we share fantasy?
Amidst a romantic lagoon
A mystical man’n’ the moon~
light
up the knight
for a lady’s fair fancy
Dancing alight
like the moonlit crests
of the waves that caress
for shore
Wanting more
caresses
he s l o w l y undresses…
her…
tresses…
removing the lace ( ;
A charming new face
gives a smile : )
They kisss :^*
ahhh_wile!
XXXtra lonnng
{{{HUnG}}}s
wO00 her
Like the song…
that he sings to her
BrrRINGs to her
kneæds
A please_sing melody
A romantic serenade
MAiDE of Honor
on her
strings of her heart
he sings
on his
guitar not far from the fire
that burns within
their souls
yearn for the words they long to hear
“Isle of View” {I<3U]
they say
(allowed aloud)
isn’t far a_way
It’s just as close as
(you would like it ; )
near
Here… Take my hand.
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
This is written in just one of my many diverse styles. I call this unique poetic artistry "Profusion" because it is excessively bombarded with too many poetic elements, including some I've innovated*, such as:
Alliteration, Allusion, Antonyms, *"ArchieBunkerism", Assonance, *"Character Mapping", *"Colour", Dichotomy, *"DicLixCYa", Double-Entendre, Elision, *"FuNTS", Homographs, Homonyms, Homophones, (I know, what a bunch o' Homos! ; ), Hyperbole, Juxtaposition, Metaphors, Metonymy, Onomatopoeia, Oxymorons, Personification, *"PUNK'dU8shun" Puns, Similes, *"Strategic Phrasing", Subliminal, Symbolism, Synonyms, *"Textual InUendOH!", + others...
It is more for my own word-playa amusement (admittedly narcissistic?) than for layperson public consumption. Some of the elements may not be easily detected completely due to HTML limits in this post (if you'd like to view it in its "fool glory" in MS Word, email a request from/to your personal addy). Most get the surface level, but to fully appreciate its complex, deeper multiple meanings, reread & study it slowly and see if you can detect all 80+ of its intentionally composed poetic elements. Enjoy ( :
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I keep seeing you
far away
the distance always
grows and yet
my thoughts
still seek
your fleeting
face
whispering
I know you
why must I
seek that
cannot have a
rose is sweeter
than a tear
that slips
between the arms
of time
that follows loves
surrender naught but
memories inside
a book
a jewelry box
within my heart
the gem
my heart
in meek display
cries out
for one
who knows
my name.
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Posted: Sep 2011
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The sky was blue today and temp in the sixties
Zipping around town with the sunroof open
Designer shades on, feeling cool doing what I please
Dropped the son at work and in my own zen
Got my palm tree, Hawaiian....see I'm cool shirt on
A Beatles cd in playing " Love,love me do!"
Now you gotta admit that's cool....oh come on!
Picked up coffee at the local drive-thru
What a great day to be alive
Music gives me peace within
Sun gives me a shot of melatonin
Coffee gives me my caffein
The V6...adrenaline that I need
Money in my blue denim jeans
Blink and you're where I've just been
Moms and prams, teenagers,and taxis everywhere
Crest a hill and I can see for twenty miles
Red, orange and yellow pastels as I try not to stare
Leaves starting to turn as I start to smile
Wind in my hair....yah I gotta get a haircut!
I remember I gotta put my Green Day cd on
Cause i'm a rebel....not just half crazy
Life's great on a day like this....out in the sun
Maybe I'll stop for a cone or a six pack of wobbly pop
What a great day to be alive
Music gives me peace within
Sun gives me a shot of melatonin
Coffee gives me my caffein
The V6...adrenaline that I need
Money in my blue denim jeans
Blink and you're where I've just been
Yep on day's like this I want to live forever........
I inhale a breath of fresh air and the scent of pine
And then a lingering hint of bbq smoke
I turn the corner and head Westward into the bright setting sun
I stomp the peddle and the car kicks up some dirt from the road
Slides a bit and then catapults me forward
The cool air from the sunroof catches my oh too long hair
And rustles it against my ears
As I toe tap to Green Day singing "television dreams of tomorrow"
And head into the setting sun shimmering oh so bright
I disappear smiling into the abyss of solar light
I feel in tune with nature .......and somehow Content
Music gives me peace within
Sunshine gives me melatonin
Coffee gives me my caffein
The V6...adrenaline that I need
Money in my blue denim jeans
Blink and now I can't be seen!
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Posted: Oct 2011
About this poem:
Just trying to convey the
sense of a carefree, wind
at my back day. Felt great!
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