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The Sting of Death
Oh! The sting of death Like a thief in the night Your cold vice like grip Snuffed the life out of him He was too young So young he could barely say a word You prevented him of the chance to Explore the world He only glanced at it But did not cherish or despise it Oh! The sting of death His parents cried their eyes out You took away their pride You took away their sunshine You took away their joy You plunged them into grief And bereavement The household will never be the same again The cry for a lost child will continously rent the air For he was the only seed Oh!Read more…King Toledo of Peru, vs El Perro (The Hero Dog) Poem and Commentary
King Toledo of Peru, vs. El Perro[The Hero dog]Here is my new poem on the Hero of Peru, I do hope the King of Peru, Toledo, does not get mad, for the new hero has taken his throne away for a few weeks, the spot light I mean. But before I give you the poem I shall simply update you: El Perro (the dog), who has a name, ‘Lay Fun,’ to my understanding, was a watchdog on duty, and he killed a robber.Read more…"Eyes On Queens; Memories That Burn; In Every Tear" Yes 3 Sad Poems
I used to 'only' paint sad women. Long flowing hair of women looking towards the sea. People would always ask me, "Why?Read more…3 Poems Of An Artist's Crazy Moods: "The Vacancy Left Behind; Inside Of Me; On Display"
"The Vacancy Left Behind "It's hard to leave such vacancy behind. There are qualities I may have missed. Isn't everything more complex than what was first observed?Read more…What I Feel
Sometimes I think of different things and I don't know why I do There are times I want another baby because I want one with youThere are sometimes I want to sit and cry for really no reason at all Then other times I feel so alive but in one second a tear could fallI swear some days I really can cry almost at the drop of a hat If there was a contest for crying on queue I know I could win thatIt does not take much for me to break down and cry I lie awake at night sometimes just wondering whyWhy did god take my mother away? I want her now not another dayIt really does feel like too much to take When I put on a smile only I know it's fakeNo one else knows what I'm feeling inside Only I know, my expressions I hideMaybe one day I will understand things more Until then I will cry by myself on the floorWhat you doYou send tingles down my spine Every time you wink I know your mineIf only you knew the way I feel If only you knew my touch was realThe way you look at me with your eyes It's like you almost hypnotizeHypnotize me with your soul You make the other part of me wholeI love being around you all the time I love that I'm yours and that you are mineThere is no one that can take your place Without you my love would vanish with out a traceRead more…Millions of Miracles That We Call Life and Reality
As I travel through this life searching for what is real. Looking not only for what is real but what part I am to play in the daily act we call life.I have looked many places.Read more…Left Over Poems From Days Gone By
AttentionSome of us require more attention than others. How stupid of us. In our minds we think we have something to say Gosh!Read more…This Thing Called Time
If I could truly turn back the hands of time, would I? And to what point back in time would I travel? To the days of innocence, before I knew anything?Read more…Ain't No Cure This Ill
Man has walked on the moon, Yet we can’t cure the sickness of the spoon. We live in a society that thinks fixing our ills- Is hidden in the magic of all sorts of little pills. If you are tired, cold, hungry or depressed – Grab some liquid courage, & get those feelings repressed!Read more…Beginning Of The End
My heart pounds in my chest, The pain is so freaking intense. My skin goes ashen in color, And sweat starts to pour off of me. I grab my chest, to seize the pain; My jaw clenches and I arch my back.Read more…Campfire
She sat by the campfire, With the a sparkle in her eye, And she listened to guy from Cayman Islands. He spun tales about life at home, and how it was. She sipped her hot tea made from wild anise, She had heard it said, it calms the belly and aids digestion.Read more…Just Like You Did
Today, the sky is blue, the air is warm, And I kept very busy working all day. But somehow, busy is never enough. I still find time to think of you.Read more…Crows Bait! Spiritually High!
Crows Bait!No matter what we achieve in this life, the greatest glory or the greatest gain. The highest office or the greatest shame, we leave it all behind!Read more…An Ice Free World & Hymn to Darwin [a Poem]
Here are two different kind of poems, on nature mixed with emotions.Hymn To DarwinLead us by the nose, take us Down the path of endless roads: For gloom, confusion and despair Who cares, lead anywhere! Who can guess better than thee?Read more…Our 1 Year Anniversary
It’s our 1 year anniversary something very special to me This is the day you made my dreams come true and gave your heart to meI waited for this moment for a very, very long time You always take my breath away when you press your lips to mineThe feelings that I have for you are impossible to show But since you gave me eternity with you I’ll have a long time to let you knowYour smile brightens my gloomy days, I see myself in your eyes If I did not have you here with me I do believe I would dieThe way you touch me on my face send tingles down my spine When you hold me close to your skin I fall in love again every timeJust a touch of your hand to mine makes me melt down to the floor I am so wrapped up in everything you do I just want more and moreThis is a day to show our love and how happy we still are You have brightened my world up so very much, you are my shining starI love you dearly I always will don’t ever forget what I say It’s me and you for the rest of our lives I wouldn’t have it any other way.I love you more than you’ll ever know. I will show you as the years go on just how much you mean to me.Read more…You’re Son
This is dedicated to a family who is close to everyone here at Wongaa.And to all our Men and Women who so valiantly defend our country, sometimes sacrificing everything.Loosing someone is not easy to take When I lost my mother my heart it did breakIt seems like you will not make it through But I’m living proof that with time you doI do not know what its like to lose a son But loosing my mother weighed more than a tonIt feels like the pain will not go away I still think of her every dayI am not going to tell you that you'll get over it fast You will never get over it, it will always lastJust keep your son very close to your heart As long as he’s there you’ll never be apartThink of the good things that he has done Think of all the battles that he has wonHe was over there fighting for you Keeping you safe from what he went throughHe will always be with you He will never leave your sideHe will always be in you thoughts He will always be in your mindAs the time goes on you will learn to cope Look at your other children and you will find your hopeHe needs your strength hold your head up high Remember I will be here for if you need to cryHe is now in a better place Now God is looking upon his faceI’m sure there’s a reason he had to go What the reason is we do not knowAny reason that could be given we would not accept It does not replace the life we could have keptI know you will miss him; you’ll want to hold him real tight But think of the memories don’t let them out of your sightHold on to every single memory you can And always remember your son is a great manRead more…7 Wonderful Poems
LearningTrying to prove his worth in this life,he has endured many sorrowful tests that have placed his mind at a state of surrender. But a woman that sees the innter light in him beckons him to place that state of mind in a sweet smelling rose lilys and gives him the strength to move forward.But the lack of help he gets is a painfull to him but he keeps moveing on.Read more…Difficult Times
I am walking in my normal life now, difficult times ahead. The times working in my life, I cannot stretch how far they’ll go. Existed for many generations upon this earth, how many more times do I have left.Read more…The Voices of Life -- Insight of the World
Born into this world through pre-existing spirits Discovering the world through my spiritual gaze Designing new paths over my ancestor's lives Walking alone on our only known world My body filled with spark and symmetry of fire and water Guiding my soul through life for its purpose Seeking knowledge, love and lucidity on this mortal trail My legend forgotten Knowledge gone through confusion of evil Kindred and divine The life of a human holds the key to understanding I share my soul to be alive and free Souls of some confused and angry Our history stretches up to greet me The future advances like an unstopping ocean At my wake the sound of generations The art of humanity conjuring up from our planes of life The land in past and future being the essences of life In every plane exist nature, love and knowledge A voice of voices, the voice of the world I have walked alone and to the edge all of my life The human mind like a vast ravine filling with knowledge Shows me true compassion for karmic deserving A time to share your soul in water and land The day on another plane to show the God of knowledge Human peace and understanding provide answers Seeking promise of divine ability We take knowledge and lessons For the records of life and time The moments coursing through my body I am just but a human One of many, ensuring people understandNick Jacob http://www.Read more…The Russian Ballerina
I wore white and nurses shoes, and I did what ever I had to do. Fed the sick, and bathed them too, I loved my job, and I did it well, But you can never tell, What it is that will haunt you still. There was a patient once, no one really liked, Refusing everything with “no's,” so spiked!Read more…
Most Recent Articles in Poetry category
- Savage Nature: The Life of Ted Hughes - By: Sonu Garg
One of the most important poets of the post-war period, Edward James Hughes (1930-1998), was drawn towards the primitive. He was enchanted by the beauty of the natural world, frequently portraying its cruel and savage temperament in his work as a reflection of his own personal suffering and mystical beliefs - convinced that modern man had lost touch with the primordial side of his nature. - Getting Your Words Out: Winning Free Poetry Contests - By: Bob Burnham
There are two types of poets in the world. The first are those that will take the time to develop their poems, submit them to different areas, and work on every word. Then, there are poets who will write a poem, stick it in their dresser, only to find it five years later and reminisce about the reasoning behind writing the poem. - Poet Laureates of Poker - By: Murphy James
"Poker may be only a game, but it is not a matter of life and death. It's a lot more serious than that." Anthony Holden in "Big Deal. - Facing my Wine, Falling Blossoms have Filled the Folds of my Clothes - By: Gerald Marchewka
Imagine a ragged drunk who smiles as he sees a gleaming moon float gently across a soft gilded stream.In "Amusing Myself", another famous poem, an inebriated glassy eyed Li Bai writes,Facing my wine, I did not see the dusk,But falling blossoms have filled the folds of my clothes,Drunk I rise, and approach the moon in a river,But birds are far away ... and people are few. - Senryu and Haiku - What's the Difference? - By: Edward A. Weiss
Many people who write haiku think they are creating haiku when in fact, they are making senryu. What's senryu you ask? It's exactly like haiku except its subject matter has to do with anything besides nature. - Poetry vs The Internet - By: Chris Campbell
Poetry is the mastery of words in all their variations and subtleies to express in an eloquent manner that which cannot be expressed in silence. Emotions of the heart, a looking glass into the soul, a way to make amends, and a way to build vistas exploring humanity and all it's relationships. Poetry is all this an much more. - New Mexico is Unbelievably Beautiful This Time of Year - By: Rebecca Guile Hudson
"Autumn in New Mexico"Golden curtains shimmer downto ground and grassthrough high-arcing, brilliant double rainbows,children of the rainand setting sunThe air is tangible,yellow, fragrantWind's luxurious fingersstroke the trailing green tressesof swaying desert willowswhile orchestral cicadasplay their evening waltzeson winged, electric instrumentsAnd night draws down its starlit shadeson nature's forever unfinished symphony"SPRING RETURN"EARTH RELEASESHER LONG-HELD BREATH,EXHALES HERSELF,REVEALS HER SOULIN LIVING, FLAWLESS RAINBOWSFLOURISHING ON BRANCHES,BURIED, GROWING UNDER ROCKS,THRIVING IN NESTS AND FIELDS –PLAYING MELODIES WITH MY SENSES,EARTH DISPLAYS HER SOULWITH NOISELESS SONG"SUMMER RETURN"THE SOUNDS OF SUMMERSTARTING UPIN THE REVVING, HUMMING ENGINESOF LAWNMOWERS THAWING OUTFROM THE LONG WINTER’S FREEZETHE VOICES OF CHILDRENCARRIED ON THE EVENING DISTANCES,REVELING INSUNLIGHT AFTER DINNER,HOMEWORK LAID ASIDE FOR NOWUNTIL LATE-NIGHT SUNSET BECKONSTHE INSISTENT BIRDS AND CRICKETSWHO CHEER THE WARMING AIRAS NIGHT’S COOL BREATHLETS GO AND OFFERS DAY,ONE STEP CLOSERTO THE SOUNDS OF SUMMERSTARTING UP AGAIN"TODAY"TODAY IS A DAYFILLED WITH BEAUTYAND GRACETHE WIND’S IN THE TREES,IT CARESSES MY FACETHE SKY IS AS CLEARAS A CRYSTAL BLUE OCEANTHE EXQUISITE AIRSTIRS MY SOUL, MY EMOTIONSI HEAR GODIN THE SINGINGOF NEST-BUILDING BIRDSON A DAY LIKE TODAY,AIN’T NUTHIN’ DISTURBSTHE PEACE IN MY HEART,THE JOY IN MINDTHEY SHINETHROUGH THE DARK,MAKE ME FEELLESS APARTFROM MY FAMILY,MANKIND,AND FROM ALL THINGSDIVINE"SKY PAINTING"I’M WATCHING SHAPE-SHIFTERSWAY UP HIGH,STRANGE LOVELY PAINTINGSMADE BY SKYMISTY POPULATIONS FLOATING,ALWAYS CHANGING, SOMETIMES EMOTINGRAINING TEARS FOR OUR PARCHED LAND,TO BRING NEW LIFE TO BARE, DRY SANDTHEY COME AND GO WITHIN THE SKIES,REFLECT THEIR MAGIC IN MY EYES,AND AS THEY GO, NEW CLOUDS ARISE"A GATHERING OF TUMBLEWEEDS"A GATHERING OF TUMBLEWEEDSHESITATED, TREMBLING ASIDE THE HIGHWAY’S EDGEUNTIL AN ODD,HOT-BREATHED LITTLE WIND SCAMPERED BYAND SENT THESE AIRY, BOUNCING SKELETONSOF A DRY AND BLUE NEW MEXICOSOMERSAULTING, RACINGTHROUGH THE DUSTY ROADS AND FIELDSOF DESERT WINTERTIME"MOON MAJESTY"THE MOON IS BASKINGIN ITS OWN REFLECTED LIGHT,AND FLOATS,A MAJESTIC, SHINING PRESENCEABOVE VOCAL, LIVING CLOUDSOF EVENING’S MIGRANT BIRDSAND SULTRY TWILIGHT AIRINFUSED WITH PINK AND ORANGE HUESOF EARLY AUTUMN SUNSETAND ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES"AUTUMN RETURN"IN A BEAUTIFUL RAIN, THE TREESRETURN THEIR SHARE OF BLUEINTO THE AUTUMN AIR,BACK TO THE SKY,TO REVEAL THE GOLD AND YELLOW SUNSHINEHIDDEN IN THEIR LEAVESTHE RIVERS RISEIN A BEAUTIFUL RAIN, IFLOAT UPON THE PULSING WINDSMY LIQUID WINGSSHINE,IRIDESCENCE REFLECTEDTO THE STARSAS BRANCHES BARETHEIR SOULS TO APPROACHING WINTER& ALL THE RIVERSRISE"WIND DANCERS"TREES DANCETO THE RHYTHM OF THE WIND,TOSSING THEIR MYRIAD ARMSIN EXUBERANT ABANDONAS THEY SWAY AND BENDIN ROOTED FASCINATIONTHE AIR IS FILLEDWITH THE MUSIC OF THEIR LEAVES"A PIECE OF GOD"GOD’S HANDIS MADE OF WINDWHICHBRUSHES BACK THE HAIROF SPRINGTIME’S THRIVING TREESAND GRASSAND TREMBLING DANDELIONSAND NUDGES OPENYOUNG TWILIGHT’S UNLOCKED DOORS(JUST STOPPING IN TO SAY “HELLO!”)THEN PULLS THEMFIRMLY, GENTLY SHUT,LEAVING A PEACE OF GOD BEHIND"Silent Life"Silent snowSilent dayFaery mistralsfall awayfrom deep within the skySilent hushSilent soundWeightless crystalshomeward boundas winter's songbirds sighSilent treesSilent earthFloating petalsseeds of birthour world no longer dry(All (c) Rev. Rebecca Guile HudsonI am on the Editorial Advisory Board of the Taj Mahal Review (India)Producer of TV show, “Not About Me” – airs on Public Access Channel 27 out of Albuquerque , 2nd Tuesday of @ month, embedded in "Your J&J Variety Show" (which runs 6-7 pm)Member of the Academy of American Poets, New Mexico State Poetry Society and Grande Valencia Poets SocietyMember of the Southern Poverty Law Center and the ACLU. - I Said a Little Prayer Today - By: Joanne Hale
I said a little prayer todayTo God up high aboveI didn’t ask for many thingsJust His continual loveI asked Him to take care of youTo offer you some peaceTo bring you comfort at this timeAnd to never, ever cease.I asked Him to help guide youOver the rocky road you treadTo show you some improvementIn the troubled times ahead.I know for sure He heard meBecause He always hears our prayersHe listens to every one of usAnd He will show you that He cares. - I Kiss Your Shadow, A Poem About The Early Death Of A Young Woman, Part Two - By: Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Part TwoMy ship is lavender now. Cold days blend with red roses. I think of you often hear forever your calling out for rescue. - I Kiss Your Shadow, A Poem About The Early Death Of A Young Woman, Part One - By: Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
We all have a history that includes some regret by a certain age. I think remembering that history is something to learn from. I know if you are reading this that you do too.