Today's new poem: Be True By: Liza Lomax For you I give My all in… Uncle Tree's House. Today's new poem: Watch Over You By: Liza Lomax Will you still love me When… Bittersweet Bicycle Ride © Tammy Talluto 2014 Woke up sobbing from a dream… His Delight. Ladybug on my shoulder - Yours Truly,Epigramman. Terror's Affair (poem) On The Dawn Of Life. Poems outlining the beauty in life.
On the dawn of life born are whispers featherlike touches tracing the outline of being. Dewdrops promise glistening waters sunrises prompting those very first peeks at life. Storyteller. As I Sit By The Sea. A poem of love once thought lost forever.
As I sit by the sea in breathless emotion. Moon Take Me Back (poem) The Girl from Yesterday. His Wandering Mind-Vincent Moore. Viale degli Oleandri Sei andata via all'improvviso senza avvisarmi, non ero… M. Zane McClellan (Poetry Channel) M. Zane McClellan (Poetry Channel) One More Moment (poem) Weeping Willow (poem) Moment's Kisses (poem) A Shiver in the Morning. Peace, love and patchouli. Today's new poem: Leaving By: Liza Lomax You leaving is devastating… Lulu and the Archangel by John Hansen © 2012 Two figures stood within the…
Tear Past Tomorrow (poem) A Poets Contempt - Vincent Moore. A Poets Contempt - Vincent Moore. Dreaming Sweet Dreams. M. Zane McClellan (Poetry Channel) The Invention of Dreams. Presence Chill no more my sweet, my mind it does embrace you I will protect… Windows Of Rainbows by John Hansen © 2013 Sometimes you need to contemplate… The Mermaid's Song. The Wolf with the Red Roses. In the evening hours......verse. The Night Is Not Scary. Today's new poem: All Free By: Liza Lomax Close my eyes I see that door… Love in a Gentler Time. Summer and You. Forever's Shade (poem) M. Zane McClellan (Poetry Channel) Sentimentally Yours. M. Zane McClellan (Poetry Channel) The River Of Life (poem) Two Worlds...The Distance. The Love Between You and I. A Celebration of Death. A Tree (poem) Recognizing Love. These Golden Years - They Hold No Fears. Missing and Loving Her. Within A Vision. The Boy Who Smiles at the Sky (poem) Peace, love and patchouli. Beautiful lady Reader of my future You see through the haze The cards lay bare You run your hands And choose so deftly You speak to me without Ever seeing me Knowing What words to conjure To set relief and joy Yes,yes,I see now “your card is the Five of Pentacles, reversed.
Have you been feeling stuck in the recent past? It feels like you’ve had a little frustration thrown in your path, but guess what? It’s about to shift, big time. You are about to see real progress toward your goals, and I feel that things are already starting to turn around. No, it’s not just your imagination, things really are getting better. Share this: Peace, love, and Patchouli : the world according to me. The River, She Flows « ROXI ST. CLAIR. Her melody, a gift, wind carries adrift where all may hear her message is clear drink from her bowl quench thirsty soul her wisdom ancient and lovingly patient beyond those ways past reckoned days her reflection glows, the river, she flows. © Roxi St.
Clair Click to listen to ‘The River’ by Garth Brooks. NUDE LIGHT: At the top. At the high red top made of little stones, the cold wind of North blows its pure poem.
From the sun, it drinks. LONGING FOR SOME LEISURE!!! Longing for some leisure---- Oh!
How I wish to enjoy;The bright Sunshine at dawn;the ever mysterious mountains;the sound of the flowing rivers;the roaming snow like clouds;the mighty waves of the Sea;the blossomed flowers in the garden;the infinite creatures and colors;defining the beauty of mother Nature;Oh! How I long to be in midst of Nature;but there is work to finish;food to cook and shops to visit;jobs to do and places to go;family to take care of;relationships to handle; How I long the day to be a little longer;How I long for a little leisure time;Just to sit quietly and listen;the beautiful music of Nature;the carefree birds and butterflies;time to hurry up but---Oh!
But it is Dusk again! Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: Need By: Liza Lomax Everything… My First Sweetheart. This is my contribution of the National Poetry Month.
I am certainly not a poet, so please be kind. From out of the past, I heard the voice, Saying my name on the telephone, I had not heard that voice for thirty years, But I knew it as well as my own. I was so afraid to let him come, Afraid of what I would see, And afraid he'd find me old and ugly, And be disappointed in me. So many memories locked away, Because of heartbreak and wounded pride, Came rushing back when I saw him, Standing on the walkway outside. He looked the same as years before, I would have known him anywhere, His eyes were still as blue as the sea, Still tall and handsome,but with grey instead of brown hair. The years in between seem to melt away, As though they had never been, It was so good just to be with him , We laughed and talked like old lost friends.
He was the same person as years before, Warm, sweet, loving and kind to me, And that made my worse fears very real, For I had hoped that he would not be. Flying On the Wings of Love. Beyond Eternity. We Bang The Drum Slowly. We mark each station with tears and a prayer of sorrow a turning inside scouring our souls to find a deeper sense of our own existence a deeper well from which to draw empathy we mark the songs of those tears trailed in dust and blood a reminder of the ferocity of life flinging out hope with each cadenza that grief will mark our way home.
A Substitute Afternoon. Jennifer Mallu - Google+ - BEAUTY’S DARK TRUTH A murky mist surrounded my heart Beats… Love Poem Unwritten. So You Say You Can't Understand Poetry! Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: By Your Side By: Liza Lomax … Sunil Bhatia - Google+ - The Afterlife What a life it was What a shame its gone… Badlands Stampede. Trusting in Love. Lover and the Moon (poem) Timely Tree. Beauty is but a lady .........poetry month contribution. Beauty is but a lady dressed up in her finast of satin adorned or in lace Perfumed hair carried aloftin curls and in grace Or in blue jeans and healsbarefoot or as naked as the nightBeauty is but a lady with curves with every curve just right.
Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: Once More By: Liza Lomax … A Long - Google+ - my quill The blood dripped onto white page, The blood… Fleeting Summer Love. Droplet In The Sand. The Hands. The First Step. I Picked Carnations for You. Moments Fell On The Floor. Canvas and the moonlight. Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: Move On By: Liza Lomax See… Sandman Charm (NaPoWriMo #3)
A few drops of chamomile tea, Two lavender buds, and sand from the sea, Left on a spoon by the window And small bottle under pillow Calls the sprinkler of golden glitter And to sweet dreams the heart will flitter —————————————- At the school library today, I realized April has come again and that means Poetry Month!
I have missed writing so much, with about 10 pages now of accumulated topic inspirations waiting in my notebook. Now time to catch up with my fellow NaPoWriMo-ers and bloggers! Thanks for reading, thebookybunhead. Butterflies By Haniel Long. Remember Forever. A Heart So Fragile. Thanks for the inspiration to Anita Lesic. She wrote a lovely love poem which reminded me of a Bing Crosby song. When she responded to my comment and knew the words to that lovely song it was pure inspiration. Here is the link to her poem: It was so fragile Put together Time and time again That it seemed to barely beat It had been battered Then shattered And it appeared that just perhaps. When I'm Lonely. Mirrors of God. A World of Love. When Love Dies. Jennifer Mallu - Google+ - LOVE AT DAWN Scanning the horizons Each day at sunrise I… Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: Just Know By: Liza Lomax Open…
On the shores of tempted hearts. NUDE LIGHT: Time sleeps on beach. Worldly Winds. Timeless (poem) Love Your Touch. Floater. Jennifer Mallu - Google+ - Pleasant Rest Hear my love call to you As you rest your…