A quiet place to come and read some really good poetry-
Feel free to come and read..Share your links and Websites.
If you would like….I can re-post your poetry here as another page. (Of course after I inspect it
)
Thank you
A quiet place to come and read some really good poetry-
Feel free to come and read..Share your links and Websites.
If you would like….I can re-post your poetry here as another page. (Of course after I inspect it
)
Thank you
With winter comes days that chill right to the bone. Unlike our furry friends, we don our heavy coats, boots, woolen socks, mittens and scarves to ward off the bite of the frigid air. Of course, we know the soft fur of our little friends keeps them warm without the need for all the extra 'gear' but that does not necessarily mean they do not feel the cold.
the rhythm
of this heart
measured in sighs
compound time
each beat
in three parts
one is for me
the next for you
the finest for us—
being the pulse
of this meter
flowing in time:
adagio i waited
like petals clasping
a blossom of hope
moderato i awoke
scenting the strands
of silken dawn
allegro i stride
over cultivated notes…
Hidden deep within the vanity of men
Lay memories and dreams of those
Who have imagined themselves Gods
Plotting schemes to live again
Reblogged from the wonder of walden:
The morning rose opaque. I was drawn to the pond. I wanted to stand on the ice drenched sand, the chilled freeze sweeping round my jean legs. To be cloaked by the thick grey density of it all. Like when you have something weighty on your mind, and straining to see through the fog of the unanswerable question brings perspective.
Reblogged from FOREVER POETIC:
While men change laws
To meet their own needs
making bribes a legal thing
There is one above who
Views it all and knows the
Misery it will bring
You were given a position of
Power by those who did vote
You in, but you forgot them
Because of a paper colored green,
Along with the greed that
Grew within…