By Heart 4 poetry on February 2, 2010
Sweet morning time comes and awakens the ever shining star. The sun peeks through my window. “Arise…Arise…” he says. I cover my face. “Arise….Arise…” he repeats. “I’ll arise when I feel like it!” I answer. I continue to waste away the glorious day. Then, before I know it, the sun looks away. “Goodnight.” he says. [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, death, Ears, eyes, lonely, Moon, night, Poem, sleep, Sun
By Heart 4 poetry on January 19, 2010
Lord Jesus Christ, I pray unto thee that you open my eyes so that I may see the righteous path thou has set for me. Heal my heart and mend my soul. Help me to play my servant role. Lord Jesus Christ, let me feel thy precious, holy spirit from head to heel. Lead me [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Amazing Grace, Blessings, Ears, eyes, Father, feeling, Feelings, god, heart, Heaven, house, I love you, Jesus, Lace, Lost, love, pain, peace, Poem, poetry, Prayer, Reason, Sea, sin, soul, Spirit, Tea, tears, world
By jivepoet on December 24, 2009
If I take a shred of 1980s time, and clutch it tight (From when optimism shined, and felt no need for second sight); And contain it in the formula, that I’m preparing now, I can climb the trees in modern woods, and never break a bough. Should I snatch a scrap of Paris, clasping firmly [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Break, dream, dreams, Images, Inspiration, Life, loss, melody, memories, Music, Musician, Nec, nostalgia, Poem, Romance, Shape, Shred, sin, smile, Tree, Trees
By Lou in texas on December 24, 2009
im a poet when i was young and in my prime the world was new and so unkind in this world we all shall pass, working and working trying to by some cheap gas to travel the country side far and near, to go visit relatives and people we hold dear. through the interstates and [...]
Posted in Family Poems, Funny Poems, Short Poems | Tagged alone, class, Life, list, Money, people, Poem, Poems, Stories, Travel, 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
Old Sam Bass was another “bad-man”- There was othing else to do- When he stood up, he didn’t care a damn That HE WOULD SHOOT THE RANGERS DOWN, AND, RUN THE BOYS IN BLUE! He used to follow the race tracks- You would always see him there- An he had one good Pal, and true, [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Anger, Brain, Gold, Heaven, Lace, night, Poem, Rain
By bubba2chance on July 15, 2009
To my love while where’re apart I wake up nightly in the dark I reach to find you… but you’re not there Your beautiful smell has left the air Now my room is dark and lonely I start to cry for my one and only I close my eyes to see your face Then back [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Beautiful, cry, dark, dream, dreams, Ears, empty, eyes, Feelings Of Love, heart, Heart Break, http://kencolemanpoems.blogspot.com/, Lace, lonely, love, missing you, night, Passion, Poem, Poems, sleep, Tea, tears, To my love
By bubba2chance on July 13, 2009
I’ll ask you to do this and I’ll make a wish That you’ll feel the same feelings you did when we kissed Remember the first when you came to visit Then the last… do you think you’ll miss it ? Remember our mornings we spent at the beach And how I held you when we [...]
Posted in Love Poems, Poems & Stories | Tagged feeling, Feelings, Feelings Of Love, Fool, forever, Friend, Friends, Heart Break, http://kencolemanpoems.blogspot.com/, kiss, missing you, Passion, Poem, Poems, Rain, sleep, To my love
By PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
I first called this poem “Yound Days” But one night when I swept the school house out I found this on her tablet written before she left fifty years ago Last Night of Seventeen So take it for the Title She wrote the name for my poem fifty years ago When prairie winds blow as [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Blow, Dad, Daddy, Ears, girl, house, night, Poem, School, sin, sleep, snow, Sun, Tea, Tree
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