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by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, friendship, meaningful, nature, symbolism, tree, writing,

RETREAT TO HEED OUR HONEST DEEDS

RETREAT TO HEED OUR HONEST DEEDS

Two old oak trees weathered by winds and rain
with fallen leaves, branches and toughened bark
to shield a core of grandeur, and sustain
the wisdom borne to see the light from dark.
Two noble men aware of twilight time
both face evil world with courage and grace
Love and Nature gifts each, a life sublime
all standing with courage none can erase.
Each rooted within mother earth's great fold
weathering this world's darkest raging storms
images show lives lived regally and bold
tho' existing in weakened earthen forms.
With words of wisdom written in our seeds
we seek retreat to heed our honest deeds.

22nd June, 2018
T.J Grén & Robert Lindley


by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: funny, funny love,

I Hope This Gives You A Good Hearty Laugh



I thought it was kind of romantic
I wasn't being a fanatic
I pulled it out in the cold
You thought that was a bit bold
I wrote it in the snow about you and me
How much I love you I wrote it with my pee

I almost froze it off - it and my left ball
Then you hurt me when you said it was too small
It's like out of the pool
It follows the same rule
Not that I expected you to drool
But you didn't need to be cruel

Now I pull it out again and what I write
Your not going to like - it might cause a fight
Not just what it says about you that is quite biting
But the fact it was your sister who did the writing




by Akkina Downing |
Categories: adventure, how i feel, life,

I but have today to know I exist

Because I do not know of my tomorrow 
Yesterday is gone I've forgotten it 
I but have today to know I exist
I resist letting my today be wasted on drama
I am out sipping on sunshine 
Gliding on life
Dancing in the rain while drinking rain drops
Have my fill on ice cream till I'm well content 
Smile because I just love life 
Love every unloved one
Give and share 
because it makes me feel absolutely wonderful 

And when night comes I'm up eating chocolates
while writing poems of my life's adventure 

     
    Smile

Akkina R Downing 
    8-20-17

by EMMANUEL SAMSON |
Categories: death, faith, imagination, lost love, love, nature, on writing and words, philosophy, sea, seasons, song-time,

STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....

by Phil Capitano |
Categories: language, poetry,

Dance With Me

Writing is dancing with words...
     a titillating tango with verbs delicious...
          a sultry waltz with rhythm and meter...
               a hot rumba with randy adjectives...
                    a forbidden dance with unnamed nouns...
                         if this has not left you wanting more
                         then I shall dance with words no more.

Poetry is a pure passion play
     of alliteration and words dancing in line,
           a quick-stepping, twin-tapping salsa,
		a seductive rhapsody in rhyme,
		     moving metaphors, measure and time…
			   my love is wrapped in this poetry
			   so will you please come dance with me?

by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: i miss you, soulmate,

A TRIBUTE TO DARREN WATSON

Dearest Darren I miss you oh so much
All I want is for you to be returned to good health
Romantic writes you penned so well
Ridiculous sense of humour we share
Emails flew between us faster than Concorde
No one could make me laugh the way you do

Wish I knew how you are doing my friend
All my love and prayers are sent to you
There will never be another to take your place
So much fun being your poetry partner
Oh what a blast we had writing as Jadazzle United
Never a day passes when I don’t think of you


01~31~15



by Jesse Zerlaut |
Categories: imagery, poetry, writing,

Courtship of Poetry

I wrestle with my words in aimlessness when I write.
Poetry is a relationship to me, it's a troubled courtship.
I can't come to reasonable reform in words on the spot..
but rather seek intimacy with my thoughts in attempt. 

The two of us, man and his romantic notions,
carelessly Laid into tousled affections on a page.
I love her, and the page, she spurns me willfully.
I love her, and grasp in hopelessness to understand her.

I give my undivided attention, my eyes wander her form.
I've sought shamelessly to appease her whispered desires.
But she is a selfish lover, asking for more than can be given.
She, the playful counterpart in a field of rationality, often eludes me.

by arthur vaso |
Categories: funny, humor,

3 Musketeers A collaboration with Casarah Nance and Tim Smith

I wrote a poem of despair 
My hearts been tossed up into the air 

She wrote a limerick that was taboo 
She made me laugh when I was so blue 

Entering stage left was Tim 
Writing of past lovers sins in a hymn 

It seems that we laugh or we cry 
We live, we love, or we die 

The three of us, holding poetic swords up high 
Throughout the ages we all do fly 

No subject goes unspoken 
For the freedom of words we've awoken 

No battle to long or too fierce 
Our duels are true and unrehearsed. 

Through blood, sweat and tears 
A bond so strong that sweetens the years 

All for one and one for all 
Let us carry on and have a ball!

by Tony Bush |
Categories: art, inspirational, on writing and words, beauty, beauty,

All I See Is Beauty

All I see is beauty in the burning of her words,
The flickering of flames,
Constructs of fires licking at the night
From snow white sheets of dreaming.

The senses of her bleeding, ink and roses,
Sensual vibrancy,
Gliding rails streaming to the stars,
The links between the earth and heaven’s tide.

All I see is beauty in the visions of her art,
The tenderness of angels,
Architects of chapels wrought of lace,
An arbitrary grace of love.

The impressions of her breathing, saffron breath,
Exhaling of her soul,
Bestow of sleeping kisses to the lips,
Priestess of the mind and loin.

by Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick |
Categories: dedication, on writing and words

A Tribute to The Highlander

His talent as a Bard explodes
From an exquisite mind it flows 
Through an instrument of script
Flooding parchment reverberating
Through the psyche creating waves  
Reaching the far ends of the universe 

Words of truth deep sentiment flourish
Propelling legitimate personal emotions 
Giving due praise to brave loyal and true
To God nature his love and fellow Bards and
The magnificent highlands he loves so well
Always uplifting inspiring and sharing 

Accept this tribute from an amateur a friend
With gratitude for reading commenting for 
Being just who you are, The Highlander

by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: on writing and words

The Poet's Pen

The Poet's Pen


Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
His essence sealed in golden words;
A message from the hearts of men.....

Life's pictures now, and then,
Days kept forever on his slate.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....  

Capturing the song of winter wrens,
And the wind on velvet branches.
A message from the hearts of men.....

The flowers in the shaded glen;
The fawn nestled in her bower.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....

The stars abundance is his ken.
The moon's love of evening tide,
A message from the hearts of men...

Death will come yet once again,
To furl his banner of mortality.
But Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
A message from the hearts of men....

by James Peranteau |
Categories: on writing and words

Thoughts

Like bolts of lightning I’ve
felt the words from my fingers
come forth

My heart,
my brain, sparking thoughts

Out of them I dust the books of
love with words

I fantasize with paper
and pen,
I cross fiords and skies,
I cry out loud from the high
rocks of the sea,
the bolts riddle,
they rhyme the words,
and charm the hearts,
suspiciously 
they uncover my thoughts

by John Gondolf |
Categories: encouraging, friend, friendship,

A Friend in Deed

When darkness spreads across the land, and storm clouds form above; a friend will be there, outstretched hand, and offer you their love. They stand beside you through the dark, and always without strings, to help you make it ‘round the mark; the wind beneath your wings. Whenever doubt forms in my mind my writing is sub-par; with your encouragement I find my muse becomes a star.
June 23, 2018

by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: introspection, poetry, sad, writing,

What Smiles Hide


A gentle heart

        So full of love

Yet no one feels

        It's worthy of

Their admiration

        Care or time

So I am left

        To barter rhyme

Matching words

        To arbitrate

The things I feel

        Be love or hate

So others fawn

        At what I pen

When deep inside

        An endless end

Crafting prose

        To coaxing sighs

While deep within ...

        A slow demise.

by Kenneth Fordham |
Categories: angst, confusion, imagination, lost love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, sad

Come Back To Me

The Ink Bottle sits, alone,
It’s only Companions,
The Feathered Pen,
The Paper Pad.

The Desk, once alive,
The Words,
No longer,
Written.

Love, abandon,
But wanting not,
The Freedom,
It has.

A Wooden Chair, dusty,
Reclines not,
For the Comfort,
Once given.

Time, a mystery gone,
With passing,
Never to be recovered,
Longing.

Days of gloom, waiting,
Shine not, The Light,
The Heart,
Once brightened.

Come back, to Me,
My words, of Joy,
Of Laughter,
Wisdom, once known.

by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories: lost love, on writing and words, sad,

the Oracle in Love

       She laced her eyes 
closed with the ties
    of lover's binding vows

     she's flying blind
to prick your mind
    with thoughts 
   she's writing now.

She's gained conclusions
      from her flight,
and virtues from your smile,

     she felt your face
  in blinding grace,
     she glorifies your style.

    The double helix
spirals on
   to form us as it may,

    we choose another one
to be
   a place for us to stay.

The atmosphere 
    there crackles,
with lightning
    on her tongue,

    She spins around,
in sightless sound,
     and shatters..........
          deaf and dumb.

by Pigeon Tart |
Categories: destiny, sad,

She Knows

She has become
that beautiful sadness
which has moved her
all her life
her intrigue
designing her destiny
writing the sorrowful song
which already plays
so deep
so beautiful
she knows
as sorrow blooms
from love alone
she is as she should be
the softest
sweetest
tragedy



circa 2005

by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: love, nature,

Whispers of Love

The vibrant tones of your tender voice
     Inspired me to cherish and rejoice,
          A wishful whisper undulating in the breeze
Urging us to stay beneath the willow trees.

Peacefully we listened to the water’s call,
     As a river frolicked over pebbles large and small.
          Alone we cradled in each other’s arms,
Elated we kissed and tasted our loving charms.


4 September 2019

Writing Challenge 1, September 2019 - Eight Line Form

Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode


Placed 1

by White Wolf |
Categories: inspiration, poetry, poets, writing,

Do With Heart

If only for a moment our love bloomed,
If only for a spell we would consume.
My heart torn open I bear a deep wound,
To be thy Sun and you to be my Moon.

Alas, my dear, we were not meant to be,
For there is no future for us at all.
But, don't read into my words completely,
Because I still answer to nature's call.

Does a flower turn its petals away?
In the day when the Sun is out to shine?
For what is the reason that children play?
The reason that the poet writes his line?

We know deep inside, we all must take part,
And whatever that may be, do with heart!

by Susan Ashley |
Categories: dark, longing, lost love, pain, passion, sad, sea,

Shifting Sands Of Crumbled Love


              No other choice
        as my shadow schemes in the sand,
      lone cries on lovelorn wings give grief heart’s voice 
        over scorned wedding band.
  
  Sandcastles are crumbled in undertow’s deceit,
  longing and revenge; a million grains ‘neath my feet.
    Avenged by briny blue’s retreat,
  illusions built too closely to tide’s edge rejoice.



Susan Ashley
June 14, 2019



Fourth Place 
Contest: Writing Challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart





















by Paul Callus |
Categories: pain,

She stands beside the sea


she stands beside the sea
a tear escapes, runs down her face
melancholy comes to embrace
the past won’t set her free
lost love decays without a trace


_______________________________

Contest: Writing Challenge 2 Lind68868
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Placed 1st
©18th May 2019

by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories: love,

Suddenly Swans


Upon the slow flowing river,
     Suddenly swans 
Scud quickly away.

From round the bend I gracefully glide,
     I am the queen of them all.

And quickly my king arrives.

The dance of love begins.
     We bob our heads, wings quivering,
     Necks entwined.
Unruffled snow-white plumage.

In time my eggs are hatched, 
     Cygnets so cute.
     How quick they grow.
          Now we are a royal family:
Suddenly swans.

6 April 2019
Suddenly Swans Poetry Contest
Judged 26 April  2019

placed 1
Writing Challenge 4, May 2019, No Placement Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart 

by Larry Belt |
Categories: on writing and wordspoems,

Poet's Heart

A poem is just a lot of words
With feelings tucked inside
A sad verse usually written
Soon after someone's cried

Written with emotion
The pen becomes the tool
The poems of betrayal
Are written by the fool

Written in the silence
The poems about despair
Are written by the lonely
Who think that no one cares

Written in the Heavens
Without a passing glance
Are poems written of love
By those who've found romance

Written in the darkness
By a soul who's filled with tears
They tell us of their nightmares
As they're haunted by their fears

Wrapped in pure emotion
That tears the writer apart
A poem is the feelings
Found in the poet's heart

by Pigeon Tart |
Categories: butterfly, funny love,

Blushing Butterflies

Butterflies have the quietest wings
Defying the weight of their flutterings
Your red face has shown
What you did not want known
Your fight to keep them from escaping




10.02.2019

Writing Challenge, October - Butterfly -
Sponsor, Dear heart - Wiishkobi Ode

by Janis Thompson |
Categories: encouraging, hope, poets,

Somewhere Poets

Somewhere Poets

Somewhere written purely
new words from the mind,
poems having beauty
speak of love so fine.

Somewhere hopeless believe
good things are for some.
Daring poets conceive
of great things to come.

Somewhere people listen
for the sounds of hope.
Lyrics sparkle glisten
to give bright new scope.

Somewhere poets daydream
of a world born new
writing verses unseen
till an eye takes view.