By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
When I was young, there was a song-”when I leave The World Behind”-
I’ll leave the sunshine, for the summer-
I’ll leave the tree tops, for the breeze,
I’ll leave the moon above, for those in love-
When I leave the world, behind!
I’ll leave the moonlight, for the dreamers,
I’ll leave the great ships for the seas-
And for the “Old [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Autumn, Awe, baby, breeze, Dirt, dream, Dreamer, Ears, Flower, flowers, For you, Gold, heart, Knees, Laugh, love, memories, memory, Moon, Moonlight, Mother, night, Rain, Rose, Sea, Shadow, sin, Sky, Sun, Sunset, Tree, Twilight, 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
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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 tests after [...]
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 David Pekrul on August 22, 2008
This poem is based on an actual dream that I had.
I had a dream the other day,
Its vision will not go away,
About some people dressed in gowns,
(I know how strange this story sounds.)
Each gown was separate from the rest,
With different colours they were blest,
And everyone had points of view,
And revelations that were new.
They studied scripture, [...]
Posted in Inspirational Poems | Tagged alone, Ancient Books, Cease, Colours, D White, Dirt, Dirty Looks, dream, Fraud, Full Of Hate, Glare, god, Gowns, Jesus, Knees, Lace, Lost, love, peace, people, Poem, Prayer, Rain, Religious Folk, Revelations, scene, Scripture, Silence, Solemn Prayer, Sounds, Virgin Mary, war, Way To God, Wisdom, Womb, Yolk
By David Pekrul on August 5, 2008
On rugged mountain roads we drove,
And over shaky bridges,
Through valleys deep and rivers wide,
And over dangerous ridges.
We forded rivers, climbed the slopes,
Through tunnels we did crawl,
We drove on through the rough terrain,
And really had a ball.
Adventurers are what we were,
And danger was the game,
And ever since those wilder days,
I’ve never been the same.
Though I am [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Adventurers, Anger, Back Cars, Bridges, Dirt, Dirt Roads, Fantasies, Game, Lad, Life, Little Cars, love, Mountain Roads, Rain, Rivers, Rough Terrain, Rugged Mountain, Shame, sin, Slopes, Tinker Toys, Tunnels, Valleys, Wilder Days
By David Pekrul on July 23, 2008
I caught a turtle and a frog,
And then I tried to catch a hog,
But it would fight and make a squeal,
I didn’t know how it would feel.
I thought that it would play with me,
But it just wanted to be free,
To roll around in sloppy mud,
I loved this pig; I called it Bud.
Though it was just [...]
Posted in Children's Poetry | Tagged Best Of Friends, Big Dog, Big Love, Bud, Dirt, Flap, Friend, Friends, Frog, Hog, love, Mud, Pig, Sloppy Mud, Squeal, Turtle, White Hen
By jorc709 on June 16, 2008
the empty box stands open
she contemplates each item
scattered on the floor
the dusty floor where she kneels
examining each one carefully
remembering how in years past
things had gotten put away
this and that
little pieces of her
some went quietly
some kicking and screaming
but each in their time
locked away
hidden
risking it all in madness
not so long ago
in a storm of fire
she ripped [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, cold, Cold Ashes, cry, Dirt, dust, Dusty Floor, Ears, empty, Fire, Flame, Flames, god, Little Pieces, Locks, love lost, Madness, Oh God, Pandora, Pandora Box, Prayer, Prayer Box, scream, Tea, tears
By David Pekrul on June 9, 2008
I’m down in the dirt and I’m scrounging around,
I’m looking for mushrooms wherever they’re found,
(Oh, look at the pretty pink clouds in the air),
I hope that I find a few mushrooms somewhere.
I know they are healthy, or so I’ve been told,
The ones that are shiny, not covered in mold,
(A pretty blue bunny is looking at [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Beautiful, Bun, Clothes, Clouds, Dirt, Elbow, feeling, flying, love, Magic, Magic Mushrooms, Mold, Mom, Mushroom, Mushrooms, Mushrooms Grow, Pink Clouds, Sea, Today Tomorrow, Tree
By David Pekrul on May 17, 2008
I’m five years old, but almost six,
My mommy says I’m big,
I play outside in lotsa dirt,
Because I like to dig.
My nana’s name is Granny Smith,
She gives me lotsa stuff,
My brother’s name is Jason Smith,
But he plays really rough.
And…um ,um ,um…and…you know what?
One time when I was small?
My mommy got me all dressed up,
And took me [...]
Posted in Children's Poetry, Family Poems | Tagged Brother, cool, Dad, Daddy, Dirt, Ears, Licorice, Mom, night, School, smile
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