By devotee1 on February 15, 2010
There are times I can think only of you Satisfied fully Entering that place All leading to you The area of my mind Wishing no outside of border Within the curvature of your Flowing, pure line Over your natural texture That scent indigenous of you My Soul’s Aboriginal It is here on tranquil plane Back [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories, Religious Poems | Tagged Dawn, Essence, Journey, Lace, Metaphysical, Mom, night, soul, spiritual, Sun, Travel
By Lou in texas on December 24, 2009
why are we here? for most that’s been a thought for other’s it’s just a passing idea that need’s no concern life gives us hope and worries and concern love, laughter and joy we recieve in return, some of us worry for day’s on end some of think when does life really begin. does life [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged dark, Dawn, Friend, Friends, joy, Kindness, Lace, Laugh, Laughter, Life, love, Mom, Sad, Sadness, sin, smile, Sun, Worries
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
It was a cld fall day- In early morning- Even the far off clouds Seemed half asleep- The endless plains reach on- Nor know the dawning- WORDS ON THE SKY- WHO TAKES CARE OF MY SHEEP? Who looks after the Fold? Why did God MAKE THEM? to seek for HOME, within A heartless world? The [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Blow, Brambles, Clouds, Dawn, Deer, dream, Dreamer, Dusk, dust, Early Morning, Ears, falling, Father, god, heart, Lad, Lain, Laugh, lonely, Mold, Mother, Running, Sky, sleep, Sun, Tree, war, Warmth, world
By Shwets on June 18, 2009
“U”, gone astray. Without the contemplation of my endurance. Endless tears gush, yet, strong to conceal from the world. Worse dawn and unkind dust, but still, memories are at its finest. Staying alone, want to shriek and sob what would I have to do, flipside the worst? Life, isn’t a bliss without you, waiting in [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, child, Dawn, dust, Ears, fun, Life, Lips, Lost, love, memories, Tea, tears, world
By Ms.Johnee on April 6, 2009
She pulled herself out of the water, nails digging into the soggy riverbank, choking on weeds and coughing up the muck from the riverbed. She lay still for a while, long wet tendrils of her dark hair straggling across her face, her fingers embedded into the moss and leaves beneath her. Her jeans, heavy with [...]
Posted in Death Poems, Prose Poetry | Tagged Ash, blood, Bound, Bud, Butt, class, cold, Concrete, Creatures, dark, Dawn, death, Dirt, Elbow, eyes, Fate, fiction, Flesh, Ghosts, Grass, Horizon, horror, Knots, love, Map, Moss, Muck, Mud, Nails, Nature, pain, Rain, Rebirth, Rope, Rose, Sea, sin, Sky, Sun, Thighs, Tick, Toes, Tree, Trees, world
By arjunsharma on February 23, 2009
1 Present Day It was the first Monday in weeks when I was not in office before ten. As I saw the frosted sundial of my old citizen ticking eleven thirty, I cursed myself for the umpteenth time for choosing that insurance company. I found out that the other companies did not require so many [...]
Posted in Stories | Tagged absence, addict, Addiction, alone, An orphan, Angel, Angels, Anger, Apartment, Aroma, Ash, Awe, baby, Bang, Beautiful, Belief, Best Friends, Bikes, blood, Bloom, Blow, Blush, Brain, Break, breeze, Bud, Bun, Butt, Celebration, Cement, change, Cheeks, child, childhood, Chocolate, Circumstances, class, Clothes, Clouds, Coffee, cold, computer, confusion, Conversations, cool, courage, Crackers, Crowd, cry, cycle, Dad, dancing, dark, Darkness, Daughter, Dawn, death, Depression, destiny, Devil, Direction, Dirt, Doctors, Doubt, dream, dreams, Ears, Earth, Elbow, Emotions, Emptiness, empty, eternal, Eternity, Eyelashes, eyes, Faith, falling, Fate, Father, Fear, feeling, Feelings, Feet, Fire, Fish, Flood, Flower, flowers, Fool, For you, forever, Friend, Friends, Full Moon, fun, Game, girl, Girl Talk, Gloom, god, Gold, Gratitude, Guess, Guidance, Habit, Happiness, Hatred, Hats, Haunt, Hear Music, heart, Heart Beat, Heaven, Hell, Hill, house, I love you, Images, Imaginations, imagine, Insurance, Jasmine, jealousy, Job, Journey, joy, Kids, killing, kiss, Kisses, Lace, Lad, Lain, Laugh, leave me, Left Hand, Lessons, Liar, lies, Life, Lips, list, loneliness, lonely, Loon, loss, Lost, love, Loving Wife, Lute, Madness, Magic, Mail, Many Things, Marriage, Match, memories, memory, miracle, Mirror, Misery, Mistake, Mob, Mom, Money, Moon, Mother, Moving, Mud, Music, Nature, Nec, Nerves, New Born, night, Ocean, pain, Passion, peace, people, Pies, Pleasure, Poem, Prayer, Presence, Priceless, Pride, promise, Rain, Reason, Reds, reflection, Relationships, Remorse, Rendezvous, Revere, Rivers, Rope, Rose, Running, Rush, Sad, sailing, Sanity, Satin, scene, School, scream, Screams, Sea, seeing, Shadow, Shame, Shape, Sharp, Shock, Shoes, Shout, Signs, Silence, sin, Sky, sleep, slumber, smile, Smiles, Sobs, Solace, solitude, Sorrow, soul, Sounds, Spite, Stomach, Stories, Sun, Surprise, Taxi, Tea, tears, Teeth, Temper, Throng, Tick, Tide, Travel, Tree, Truth, ugly, Urge, Valleys, Vastness, Veins, Vine, war, Warmth, Waves, wife, Wisdom, Woe, Woes, woman, Womb, world, Worries, Wounds
By lockheart on November 8, 2008
I used to believe in miracles , Used to think that I had a guardian standing tall , With auburn tresses falling delicately covering his untainted cerulean eyes , His hoary white wings would glisten in the velvety moonlight , His arms would form a hindrance to protect me from the malovelent , I would [...]
Posted in Free Poems, Love Poems, Prose Poetry, Romantic Poems, Short Love Poems, Short Love Poems, Short Poems, Short Sweet Love Poems | Tagged alone, Angel, Break, Clouds, Dawn, eyes, Faith, falling, girl, heart, Heaven, Life, list, loneliness, lonely, love, miracle, Moon, Moonlight, Sorrow, Sun, Voices, war, Warmth, Wings
By tom on July 21, 2008
The little fawn Woke up at dawn To find, the doe, His mother gone. Where can my mother be? This is not like her To leave me. He put a call To Lady Loon As well as to Old friend mister Coon. Both arrived that afternoon. First they searched The Glen Where they said a [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Bound, Brambles, Commotion, Dawn, Deer, Dell, eagle, eyes, Fawn, Friend, Friends, Glade, Lad, leave me, Loon, Milkmaid, Mom, Momma, Mother, Neighborhood, Neighborhood Search, Nook, Old Friend, Prayer, promise, Rose, Sea, Throng, Woodsman
By b on July 12, 2008
Earlier chapters: The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor The Apartment Problem Glass Question Token The Little Girl Live Theatre with Etta Etta Has Flown the Coop Face to Face Choosing In Retrospect… Yes Etta and the Card The last three chapters: Part I Etta and the Lie Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the [...]
Posted in Stories | Tagged Anger, Antiques, Apartment, Array, Aunt Mary, baby, Bad Luck, Bang, Beautiful, Blow, Brother, Bun, change, child, childhood, Children, Choice, class, Coffee, cold, cool, Coop, Corner Bedroom, courage, Crowd, cry, Cup Of Coffee, Dad, Dance Floor, dancing, dark, Dawn, Direction, Ears, empty, Family Poems, Father, fiction, Frey, Ghost, ghosts, girl, Grand Trees, Grass, Guess, Guidance, Hill, horror, house, Lace, Lad, Lain, Liar, lies, Life, Life Style, Little Girl, Loon, Lost, love, Money, Mother, Nature, Nec, Neighborhood, night, people, Pianist, Pore, Reason, Remnants, respect, Respectability, Retrospect, Ribs, Rodeo Girl, Running, Rush, S Child, School, Shoes, sin, sleep, smile, Sorority, Stairs, Sun, Swinging, Swinging Bridge, Tea, Token, Travel, Tree, Trees, Truth, Upscale Life, Upstairs, war, wife
By David Pekrul on June 6, 2008
I’m a child of the ’50s, and when, as a boy, Had lots of ambition, but not many toys, So the forest was my playground, the trees were my space, I would rather be there than in any old place. I would live in the treetops and hide in the leaves, The boughs were my [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged child, childhood, Dawn, dream, dreams, Heaven, house, Lace, memories, Pride, reflection, Tree, Trees, war
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