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Long lost friends It stands alone on the beach, looking out to sea,This horse of the shire, its white mane blackened by the miles it has travelled,They come to see it,...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 03:30:00 GMT |
She's beautiful in the morning |
As I walk along the beach in the morning,
she whispers to me,
she tells me of all the lives she'll change,
all the eyes she'll bewitch,
I listen quietly
with a smile on my face.
I...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 02:33:00 GMT |
AS WE HOPE FOR TOMORROW |
As we move through the day
we hope for tomorrow
that things will be different
there are births
there are deaths
there is love
there is loss
As the sky darkens
the bl...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 15:23:00 GMT |
Walk in the rain |
I see an old man walking his dog through the rain,
His head hunched over, the wind whipping his eyes,
he fights against the force, stops to gather his breath,
then pushes on, longing to be...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 01:34:00 GMT |
Cracked pavement blues and other stories |
I awoke from my nightmare,
cracked pavement fears,
no rainbow skies,
to brighten my morning,
through these grey eyes.
I touched my face,
as lovers have,
but cold hands don't bring smiles,
just...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 18:06:00 GMT |
Some emotions are not very good for poetry... |
I walk through the door,
met by eyes I remember from childhood,
but those deep dark windows betray new emotion,
I must overcome my fears,
to stand by her side,
and be the son she ...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 20:37:00 GMT |
Something borrowed |
This is not mine,
This is by BANKSY. Sprayed on a wall in Soho, I love it. It made me smile.
Love Poem
Beyond watching eyes
with sweet and tender kisses
our souls reach out to each ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 02:50:00 GMT |
Something new |
What rambling thoughts I have this morning.
As I walk through this forest all the paths lead to me,
My loves,
my loss,
my highs and my lows,
all meet within these wooden walls,
the ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 02:45:00 GMT |
Something Old |
I wrote this 1 year ago almost to the day. Its a song, might not work as a poem.
She loved it at the time......then we split a few weeks later. Lifes good like that.
Have you ever w...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 02:37:00 GMT |
THE RAIN |
we walked for too long
I began well, telling her all the things I wanted her to know
making her laugh, making her smile
but then the talk swayed as the breeze picked up,
I felt the momen...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 05:26:00 GMT |
