

Vibrant GreenMeandering winds of time speaking effortlessly Of memories graceful, silent and loathed,Vibrant Green
Whispered in ages passed, in bleak forlorn grey structures Where people huddled to escape winters biting cold Singing merry ballads to pass the darkest hours. Some travelled upon those winds to this very day, Now sang in sullen back rooms of a public house;
Pungent aromas fill the air Where a musician tunes his fiddle, A grossly large woman sits smoking continually, Blowing the acrid contents of her lungs
Into the face of a small child, choking he leers Shifting uncomfortably


BecomingAs i falter in my great trek for love, Heavily bereaved my heart becomes, Bleak winters fearsome shards pierce the air As i watch, protected, through a windowpane Feeling no warmth from the fires glow, Feeling only ice from the frosted window, Deep winters sorrow straddles my soul...Becoming


Spirited Away part4section1THE EARTH SPIRIT For days I watched this stallion looming, Growing from the western sky, Each night shining, Yet ever shadowed by the setting sun, In truth I feared another demon, A servant of my dark despair But ice cold numbness flowed through my veins Holding me steady, whilst quivering on this, My sheltered oblivion Upon an endless plain. Now the creature halted before my eyes, Glorious to behold! Never have I seen such a being, And never again, I thought, His coat, gleaming, chestnut and hazel, Golden, his mane hangs long, Eyes as greenSpirited Away part4section1


PendantPendantPendant
Upon his muscled chest A pendant lay, dreaming, Where once a long term friend Rested his head, grieving, He enclosed his lovers form In a glowing beacon And kissed him, They both embraced
As a new world opened beneath them, A shining paradise,
Beaming as if of heaven, Bright as the sun caressing snow Till it ebbs and flows, streaming Down a little hillside to meet destiny.
His embrace is soft and strong Easing his lovers mind, Until he finds courage, Gazing into each others eyes, they smile Coercing a secon
Devious Comments
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes very little to upset the balance
lifes a bitch but only if you let it be so
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"The world we perceive through our senses could be an elaborate hoax. "
René Descartes
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes very little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
just as every person is unique
i love your work long and short
d talks a lot of crap lately i should know
i invented him
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
hey another poem called walk away is being put into a book in america
how s life babe
hows work
hows you
will be adding some stuff later on
have a llok and tell me your honest opinion
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
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love fashion.
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if songs could kill this ones for you
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Aradian
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God in heaven, can you hear me
Help me Oh Lord. They're coming for me
Mother warned me. Father scorned me
Oh my God No. Now I hear him...
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God in heaven, can you hear me
Help me Oh Lord. They're coming for me
Mother warned me. Father scorned me
Oh my God No. Now I hear him...
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As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past,
letting my memory rush over them like water
rushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream.
-"Nostalgia" Billy Collins
Glad you liked it!
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