Always saw the lights
weathered words or
moonlit
nights
As different colours
spread so at ease
A thought of silence
a working
insight to see
could it be me?
Nope
yet a little ant
reveling my rant
coursing my way
back
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Posted: Jun 2017
About this poem:
Ants are so cool.
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I run through
At
Times I feel the memory
A pace
Hearten beaten
Thumping
Flicks of time
relax me
Can dig that
Swinging to bird song beats
The call
yet disappear
to create
the beauty
that will come and go
grasping is a silent
dying art
Wanna paint
or
faint
Wanna write
and take fold what you create
be strong
spill the
forgotten
under done steak
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
Such beautiful art is silently around.
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~Bentlee Challenge-One of your earliest funny memories~ Poem
The days were sunny
hockey sticks in the funny
the water cool
racing in the pool
ballet pointing
wanting to dance
just not
elegance
Sent to "Brownies"
all the immaculate
dressed brimming
Me
finished swimming hair wet
was told
to stay away
kicked out of Brownies
that
day
Never made it to the Girl Guides
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
I was so into sports and in the late 60's you had to conform as a girl to brownies and girl guides my older sister did wonderfully, but i just was so into sport and dance,
I was in a swimming comp when I turned up at Brownies, and my hair being very long was all wet, I was ordered out of the line up.
My mum probably didn't give me a towel, was not about to tell the brownie leader lady.
We were quite poor.
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Jumping out the jarmies
big boots on......
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Posted: May 2017
About this poem:
time off
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Stripped inside the square I stood
dumbfounded'
with frozen gaze
Totally grounded
What one line lay so weak?
Shall a triangle emerge
is, that what I seek
What formula do I see
within the equation
Which sum do I use
to celebrate the formation
From all that of, the mathematicians
more shall be learn't
with wondrus suspicion
Tangling crosses
divisions and equals
I so awaited the deep dark sequels
The key that lay
so out of touch
was a genuine thought
I wanted so much
One day without me knowing
all come to me
and much much more
It was
for all my wanting
and all that was stored
Can one not love from many scenes
i think yes
from all that it means
Logic can be a hidden trait
because unless we know
such an easy way
we all my take
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
oh well food for thought
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I wandered through many open gates
trod a delicate worn path
I Stood alone
I looked out to sea
sadly
there's nothing there for me
Some heartfelt cries from deep within
would bring me to a sigh
My soul was weary
Deep love is just a lie
It brings forth the wrentching ache
No love here to save
Just tears sliding through my heart
To lay upon a watery grave
What level can be put
what measure of the mind
I'm lost again
Its me I cannot find
Your view of me has gone
I look and that is true...
Woe! of Love
is only for the few
It rests within our souls
For wandering times may crawl
Your name upon my breath
I am mute to even call
When sensed
Its how we spend our time.....
I came across you,
and wavered in lieu
Of seconds of the days go by
So, I was in wait of you
It was all a painful lie
There is no blame to cast out
no ragged souls to reel in
Just empty space of time
There is no place for sin
As dawn to moonlight
an opposite love
which took its lonely toll
Here now I stand
against the wind
Just a silent naked soul
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
another journey in life
xx
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lifted leaves
either lay
or
to be
underfoot
a colur
settled
spring to
many more
God help you
a scream of...........
about
of
screams
of
vacant
ears
split
to
unheard voices
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Posted: Apr 2017
About this poem:
My friend, who was killed many years ago.
Today
Sue
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Riding through
tail winds
whipping my feet
rains no matter
blinding my eyes
hair stinging my back
but
I
rode on
no sense of cold
just
moving forward
Sunrise
beckons
away
a halt
to see
deep sadness
creeping
release
I am not far
stringing streams
winding minds
moving future
caressing past
spitting out
the last
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Posted: Apr 2017
About this poem:
A journey, well rounded.
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drifting
blocked
what unlocked
permission
submission
flicking flavour
stealing full stops
a creeping
command
of
sentences
that
call
"Give me the bright time"
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Posted: Apr 2017
About this poem:
Good feel.
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you left the cause
you walk away from
the words
I care do you
swim
and wash away
no sweeping the bottom
just lifting upon the wave
shuffling shells
to look upon the ocean
one gulp
to dive
one self
to
survive
a stillness
a grappling sun
a beautiful eye that explodes
to check the landscape
There you are!
ALWAYS
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
He arises again!
Must be that time of the year!
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Green Green
and rusty orange
of landslide
was it delicately smoothing down the face
or
crashing pulled out by the storm?
To wake to chain saws
no different on a farm
But these were close
Too close
Upted out of bed
dog in tow
walked 4mins to my gate
wow!
a surrender of a cliff face
farmers chainsaws
clearing a haphazard way
awesome gathering
Love this Place
cause I feel for the face
Within the silence of the storm
Next day they came like a transformer army
cleared and sorted
I shall wait unhindered for the next
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
The front of the cliff face fell down outside my drive.
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rough seaweed
washed through storms
a waited time
stilted to a crash
waves
seeking darkness
fulfilling a loneliness
a wash with whiteness
battling
rocks
Stormy weather
reaps its find
to take away
the curse
of you
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Posted: Mar 2017
About this poem:
Sweet all gone now.
Better person.
Greater Life
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