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A LOVE SONNET.
How much in life you've given me,
in many ways you taught my pen,to paint
inner truths notation, not the outward view,
though thy visage would please the scultures grace,
who would, then, on some high pedestal place,
for all to see, a womanly face so true,
a countenance, times passage fail to taint,
and, in onward years, men your loveliness see,
through the inner eye, this pen its pleasures known,
lifes guiding light, love filled inspiration,
when hearts unite in true consumation,
blank once, the paper now with sonnets sown,
I, raised from low stock is true,
but wisdom accrued, is in loving you.
in many ways you taught my pen,to paint
inner truths notation, not the outward view,
though thy visage would please the scultures grace,
who would, then, on some high pedestal place,
for all to see, a womanly face so true,
a countenance, times passage fail to taint,
and, in onward years, men your loveliness see,
through the inner eye, this pen its pleasures known,
lifes guiding light, love filled inspiration,
when hearts unite in true consumation,
blank once, the paper now with sonnets sown,
I, raised from low stock is true,
but wisdom accrued, is in loving you.
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
just a love letter.
Waiting Angel
Quietly an angel waits for you there
Can't you see the light glowing in the dark
Even if you don't show it lets be fair
You weren't serious I was just your lark
Stirring winds blowing bringing times of change
Rains have passed gentle winds blew clouds away
Once at a distance no longer feels strange
Tides keep moving back and forth changing days
In a distance standing tall solid ground
Fear is not mine determination claimed
Not to be crossed over I'll go around
To leave my imprint in the ground life stained
Giving up is what my angel waits for
Always with hope given she will wait more
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Can't you see the light glowing in the dark
Even if you don't show it lets be fair
You weren't serious I was just your lark
Stirring winds blowing bringing times of change
Rains have passed gentle winds blew clouds away
Once at a distance no longer feels strange
Tides keep moving back and forth changing days
In a distance standing tall solid ground
Fear is not mine determination claimed
Not to be crossed over I'll go around
To leave my imprint in the ground life stained
Giving up is what my angel waits for
Always with hope given she will wait more
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
When I was younger I felt so big and important. As if I was the whole world. With time that has passed by I have humbly learned that I play such a small part in this huge world. And everyday that is given to me I except the challenge to try and make it better than the day before.To a Lady.
Through many a fertile glimmering glade,
far removed from life's harsh noisy throng,
with noiseless art, gold sandled made,
She, in whispering time, gracefully glides along
sun-filled hours in vitues soft velvet purse,
floating floats, like meandering streams quiet sigh,
that mocks the cynics uncouth social intercorse,
where dwells dishonour in tunnelled visioned eye,
She, unknown to guile, walks in beauty of the soul
amid slumbering stars and 'Elysian Fields' lush lea,
bestow love's love, away from waring man's control,
thus riches of the heart, flourish in her sanctuary,
this love, cupped where soft breast's ever wean
each new sprung dawn, with flowering hopes unseen.
far removed from life's harsh noisy throng,
with noiseless art, gold sandled made,
She, in whispering time, gracefully glides along
sun-filled hours in vitues soft velvet purse,
floating floats, like meandering streams quiet sigh,
that mocks the cynics uncouth social intercorse,
where dwells dishonour in tunnelled visioned eye,
She, unknown to guile, walks in beauty of the soul
amid slumbering stars and 'Elysian Fields' lush lea,
bestow love's love, away from waring man's control,
thus riches of the heart, flourish in her sanctuary,
this love, cupped where soft breast's ever wean
each new sprung dawn, with flowering hopes unseen.
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
A sonnet to the best of womanhood.
The _ _ _ _ _ _ Sonnet (LadyMorgana's Challenge)
I am the gaudy king of this blue sky
In search of a queen to bear upon my wing.
Pray come along to soar with me up high,
For but to thee my sonnet I shan't sing.
Majestic as the orchid when it blooms,
Exclusive colours complement my dress
Decked out for thee alone in splendid plumes
No lady save thyself designed to impress.
Within my kingdom everyone is guest
Who heeds mine own abode arboreal,
For only thee I welcome in my nest,
As such affairs are territorial.
Though captured when with freedom I must part,
I pine and mourn to die of broken heart.
In search of a queen to bear upon my wing.
Pray come along to soar with me up high,
For but to thee my sonnet I shan't sing.
Majestic as the orchid when it blooms,
Exclusive colours complement my dress
Decked out for thee alone in splendid plumes
No lady save thyself designed to impress.
Within my kingdom everyone is guest
Who heeds mine own abode arboreal,
For only thee I welcome in my nest,
As such affairs are territorial.
Though captured when with freedom I must part,
I pine and mourn to die of broken heart.
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Thanks again to LadyMorgana for the inspiration. The title should be fairly obvious anyway, but I'm still curious to see if it can be guessed from the poem.The animal (or rather species) is not territorial at all except around its own 'home', the reason for which is its tendency to live a monogamous life with one chosen partner. Except for human interference as part of the exotic pet trade, it is a rather robust animal that - more than anything else - can die of a broken heart when held in solitary captivity, especially when removed from a previous partner.
online now!Evening song
Lay the golden crowns a second cut made
Drying in neat rows from a twirling rake
My tractor idles in the chestnut’s shade
We rest from chores taking a little break
Once long days of summer growing shorter
Less urgent the cries of the feeding young
When harvest moon enters its first quarter
Seen rising when an evening song is sung
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves
From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes
Thoughtful recollections of good old days
A long slow circle back to tractor’s shed
Basks in glow of setting sun, blazing red
Drying in neat rows from a twirling rake
My tractor idles in the chestnut’s shade
We rest from chores taking a little break
Once long days of summer growing shorter
Less urgent the cries of the feeding young
When harvest moon enters its first quarter
Seen rising when an evening song is sung
Now a light breeze rattles the drying leaves
From the warm earth lifts an afternoon haze
Find peace ‘tween a man and what he believes
Thoughtful recollections of good old days
A long slow circle back to tractor’s shed
Basks in glow of setting sun, blazing red
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
This poem is reflective of a hard working farm life and ultimate enjoyment that nature brings…online now!A Broken Ladder
Cautiously I walk night hours on mean street
Pitbull stretched on chains waiting to attack
Courthouse stands behind reinforced concrete
Reminders of life we want to take back
Sirens erupt and shatter peaceful night
Screeching tires lay down rubber's foolish grin
An old lady pulls down her shades in fright
Lonely souls wait for darkness to begin
Loud are idle youth that travel in packs
Pretend to be brave and laughing out loud
Carelessly roaming and crossing wrong tracks
A fight breaks out inside a huddled crowd
Ends to vulgarity is violence
When jobless youth are loosing innocence
Pitbull stretched on chains waiting to attack
Courthouse stands behind reinforced concrete
Reminders of life we want to take back
Sirens erupt and shatter peaceful night
Screeching tires lay down rubber's foolish grin
An old lady pulls down her shades in fright
Lonely souls wait for darkness to begin
Loud are idle youth that travel in packs
Pretend to be brave and laughing out loud
Carelessly roaming and crossing wrong tracks
A fight breaks out inside a huddled crowd
Ends to vulgarity is violence
When jobless youth are loosing innocence
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
In this sonnet reflects a commentary of our timeswhen society sows seeds for destruction by a collective failure of its leadership to allow ways for "all its members" to climb up the social-economic ladder.
online now!Some Soft Rain
A soft mood dampens hanging branches with rain
Grey billowy storm clouds bump against sky
Dripping off eaves wetting dark barn boards stain
Like artists' pallet fill a weather eye
Long may your soft drips make me feel lonely
Tearful drops running down my window pane
Look out from blurry eyes will clear only
Even to fix my poor visceral brain
Often needed quiet moments perplexed
Thinking deeply about how things are swept
Many choices not found in sacred text
A place where no easy answers are kept
Only life and love will wash clean from lust
For if we are just a machine we'd rust
Grey billowy storm clouds bump against sky
Dripping off eaves wetting dark barn boards stain
Like artists' pallet fill a weather eye
Long may your soft drips make me feel lonely
Tearful drops running down my window pane
Look out from blurry eyes will clear only
Even to fix my poor visceral brain
Often needed quiet moments perplexed
Thinking deeply about how things are swept
Many choices not found in sacred text
A place where no easy answers are kept
Only life and love will wash clean from lust
For if we are just a machine we'd rust
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Deeply reflective of the cleansing spirit of a soaking rain washing our minds and bodies like some rain gutters of the many webs and debris caught up in them that might cling there in a very surreal and refreshing way!!!
Baggage
Twould it be so easy to not look back
Fly forward stretching for the finish line
Leaving behind the baggage of the past
Could I just let go if I were inclined
Embracing one another holding close
Soon warmth turns to fire spreading throughout limbs
Flame covering burning to nothingness
All is silent as the bright light goes dim
Door knob in one hand baggage in other
I know I would be nothing without you
Hugging close as if we are but the one
If I go then you must come with me to
Baggage that I carry has carried me
In essence it is the person you see.
Fly forward stretching for the finish line
Leaving behind the baggage of the past
Could I just let go if I were inclined
Embracing one another holding close
Soon warmth turns to fire spreading throughout limbs
Flame covering burning to nothingness
All is silent as the bright light goes dim
Door knob in one hand baggage in other
I know I would be nothing without you
Hugging close as if we are but the one
If I go then you must come with me to
Baggage that I carry has carried me
In essence it is the person you see.
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
Hello thank you for reading my poem.online now!Night Waits On The Prairie
Seconds wait on a clock awakening
Some hours will end before my night is done
Working, thinking, just making a living
Rest only comes with my mind on the run
Faraway coyotes howling their jive
Rest does not come as slow moon arises
Waiting, watching, trying to stay alive
Care only takes what caution surmises
A cry in the wild followed by silence
Hungry predatious eyes gleam in the night
Resting, sleeping, now safely in my trance
Time is quiescence 'till day comes to light
Everything is moving and staying still
A newborn calf a'tasting nimble will
Some hours will end before my night is done
Working, thinking, just making a living
Rest only comes with my mind on the run
Faraway coyotes howling their jive
Rest does not come as slow moon arises
Waiting, watching, trying to stay alive
Care only takes what caution surmises
A cry in the wild followed by silence
Hungry predatious eyes gleam in the night
Resting, sleeping, now safely in my trance
Time is quiescence 'till day comes to light
Everything is moving and staying still
A newborn calf a'tasting nimble will
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Trying to imagine a life of cowboys watching over a herd of cattle at night on a western prairie.online now!Interviewing Your Love
Why do I hide my greatest love from you
To only blend in with the grass that grows
Crowded by weeds when only neglect grew
Simply by now who really cares or knows
What creates love is life's greatest magnant
When it's really me you wanted to know
When attraction never becomes stagnant
Just another seed you wanted to sow
So show me a face so I may know you
Be grateful in your nourishment and care
Life is not competing in some game show
For silly people in the world to share
Only seek what you solely want to share
Only enough for you to want to care
To only blend in with the grass that grows
Crowded by weeds when only neglect grew
Simply by now who really cares or knows
What creates love is life's greatest magnant
When it's really me you wanted to know
When attraction never becomes stagnant
Just another seed you wanted to sow
So show me a face so I may know you
Be grateful in your nourishment and care
Life is not competing in some game show
For silly people in the world to share
Only seek what you solely want to share
Only enough for you to want to care
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Just thinking about all the complex reasons why people like and respect each other.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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