By Lou in texas on December 24, 2009
Why do we ponder for things unknown? why do we worry of people that are gone,witches and warlocks and psychic’s galore think they have answer’s but still are unsure. if your heart seek’s answer’s and your mind’s eye is mess, think in your own spirit for things you request. seek not of other’s for answer’s [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, dust, Earth, Faith, Fate, For you, heart, Kindness, Life, Locks, love, Mom, peace, people, Spirit, war, world
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
I weave for you, again, No “sillysong”…. Of sunsets in the WEST- Or……drifting sky…… Or TWILIGHT HOURS, from forgotten days- or how the PRAIRIE wind…..goes singing by! I will not pause an hour again to build A castle….in the far dim land of DREAM- Or how the wind flows ever whispering by- Or bright with [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, dream, dust, E A Poe, For you, Glee, Gold, Hats, Hill, Poem, Rain, sin, Sky, Sun, Sunset, Tree, Trees, Twilight
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 PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
I never see John anymore- The yeras have come between- He left for Minnesota In the fall of Seventeen- An’ then we both got married, An’ the years have skipped away- Since we were little boys at Home A Fiddleing “Nellie Gray”! The wind was blowing the prairie grass- Both of us boys were poor- [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blow, dream, dreams, dust, Ears, Grass, joy, sin, Stories
By PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
YOU MAY SNEER AN HOLLAR ABOUT THIS SONG; And try to “give me a BAD TIME.” But to me its fair as a summer day, Down MELODY LANE to the far away, And the paths to the Olden Time! Out of the GOLD of the fading west, On strings of the slanting rain; ANGEL….bring me [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, Clouds, dark, dust, Faith, god, Gold, heart, Laugh, lonely, melody, night, Rain, Rhyme, Rhymes, sin, Sky, Tree, Wings
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 pendraggin' on January 11, 2009
I catch your eye from across the arena It isn’t a look to tell you that I love you It’s to tell you to live, to tell you the torch is up The bull will turn away from me and charge you By the time I finish my next breath You’re backwards in the air: [...]
Posted in Love Poems, Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, blood, child, Children, dream, dust, eyes, I love you, Laud, love, Money, sin, Torch, war
By pendraggin' on January 11, 2009
It rang up into the hills A feeling of resignation slowed me down Entrusted with the torch till the end of the course The cry from the swell of bystanders broke when I fell Like the lie echoing down through time Apollo’s mask masked us, a face receding eternally A repetitive line of reflection, false [...]
Posted in Love Poems, Poems & Stories | Tagged blood, cry, death, dream, dreams, dust, eternal, feeling, Hill, Life, Marriage, reflection, Torch
By countrygal_cc on September 11, 2008
Silver moons . Mirrors a flatware spoon for gravity. Handful of gold luster to the heart. Form occurs facilely to rich flavor. Time’s silvered hair photographed coins and empty pockets of stain. Behold the willow’s corrosion brightness to the heart crying leafless browns. Pertaining to gold, icons of rose floors amber light of stars. Pigment [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Amber Light, Angel, Blush, Browns, Clouds, Copper Mirrors, cry, Crystals, Decay, Devil, Dress Code, dust, Ears, empty, Empty Pockets, Fear, Gold, Gold Icons, Gold Luster, Grass, Haunt, heart, Informal Dress, Mintage, Mirror, Moon, Moonlight, Needles, night, pain, Paragon, Pig, Pigment, reflection, Rich Flavor, Rose, Sanity, Shadow, Silence, Silver Moons, Silver Stars, sin, Spoon, Tea, tears, Tears Of Pain, Toes, war
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 [...]
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
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