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NewBeginnings
Poem Published
Today 5:52am
Today 5:52am
Sleeping in the Forest (A memorial to Mary Oliver)
That night, I slept beneath the watch of a familiar face, but one which I had not visited for quite some time.
I gazed deep into Mother nature’s nurturing eyes,
As she held me in her warm embrace
And so tenderly took me away
From the bane of my existence,
'Neath the skirt of a gnarled, giving tree.
Her pockets full of nuts and seeds,
The fallen fruits of her creation,
Bestowed so lovingly to me,
Neatly rested below its gnarled branches,
An enchanted slumber befell my eyes
As mother nature’s starry gaze watched over me that...
I gazed deep into Mother nature’s nurturing eyes,
As she held me in her warm embrace
And so tenderly took me away
From the bane of my existence,
'Neath the skirt of a gnarled, giving tree.
Her pockets full of nuts and seeds,
The fallen fruits of her creation,
Bestowed so lovingly to me,
Neatly rested below its gnarled branches,
An enchanted slumber befell my eyes
As mother nature’s starry gaze watched over me that...
#trees
#nature
#sleep
#redemption
#wisdom
33 reads
8 Comments
Catman555
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 10:08pm
18th Jan 2019 10:08pm
A Friend Or Sweetheart
Late November
When we first spoken
It felt as though I had awoken
From the dreams in my sleep
Like most of us need
But when you said "hello"
Like the only time we had snow
So innocent
With a talent that's magnificent
A writer
And a creator
A friend or sweetheart
That became a part
Of me
Refreshing as a cup of tea
Even in times of tension
As part of a life's lesson
Nevertheless, you are passionate
And I will never leave you in abandonement
When we first spoken
It felt as though I had awoken
From the dreams in my sleep
Like most of us need
But when you said "hello"
Like the only time we had snow
So innocent
With a talent that's magnificent
A writer
And a creator
A friend or sweetheart
That became a part
Of me
Refreshing as a cup of tea
Even in times of tension
As part of a life's lesson
Nevertheless, you are passionate
And I will never leave you in abandonement
#BestFriend
19 reads
2 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 6:06pm
18th Jan 2019 6:06pm
Mind Reader
When I was down, you lifted me.
When I was hiding, you found me.
Your words, they snuck into my head, made a nest, giving me the will to try again.
Lying on the floor with a note in my hand, you took away the invisible gun.
When I was hiding, you found me.
Your words, they snuck into my head, made a nest, giving me the will to try again.
Lying on the floor with a note in my hand, you took away the invisible gun.
#depression
#brother
#memories #SelfWorth
#memories #SelfWorth
29 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 4:54pm
18th Jan 2019 4:54pm
creation
earth
was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
filled empty nests
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
life would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
jacob he saw
when the truth of eli
eluminated the israelites
in their darkness ...
was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
filled empty nests
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
life would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
jacob he saw
when the truth of eli
eluminated the israelites
in their darkness ...
#earth
#universe
#God
#spiritual
#humankind
14 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 2:58am
18th Jan 2019 2:58am
but dust thou art
earth was a void
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
besieged the nest
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
all would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
he said to me
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
man thing from nothing
woman from new man
lifestyle from dead soil
earth banishing dearth ...
only he could avoid
clay dough his play dough
no time to play, though
for sight and sound
were not unsound
where emptiness
besieged the nest
shape and form
fitting reform
for otherwise
all would seem foolish
thus thou art
but dust thou art
he said to me
when you’re able
to eat cane
i’ll give you strength
to build a dam
in a single eve
man thing from nothing
woman from new man
lifestyle from dead soil
earth banishing dearth ...
#earth
#God
#humankind #LifeCycle
#humankind #LifeCycle
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Tallen
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 7:18pm
17th Jan 2019 7:18pm
Faithful
We are pilgrims
on a journey,
You and i
it’s a narrow road
we travel and
those who’ve
gone before us
left crumbs to
point the way.
After all our hopes
have come and gone
our children sift
through all we
left behind;
may the clues that
they discover
light the
narrow path
each of us
must find.
May they who come
behind us
find our love
faithful & strong;
may the strength of
our devotion
burn bright
never-ending
long.
on a journey,
You and i
it’s a narrow road
we travel and
those who’ve
gone before us
left crumbs to
point the way.
After all our hopes
have come and gone
our children sift
through all we
left behind;
may the clues that
they discover
light the
narrow path
each of us
must find.
May they who come
behind us
find our love
faithful & strong;
may the strength of
our devotion
burn bright
never-ending
long.
#love
#children
#death #spiritual
#death #spiritual
37 reads
8 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 10:14am
17th Jan 2019 10:14am
Earth wind and fire
Earth wind and fire
How they shape our lives
Sing with me make that quartet
The crossroad come the signs unread
From our first conception
Be that untapped element
Take a taste and swirl it round
The mountain path there wine is tread
Cold morning breeze at sunrise
The pink upon life lips
the storm of love
The tornado and the hurricane hand in glove
Fire given by the Gods
Warm as Hell the fingers burn
Slave and master turn about
Watered down will dry of drought
Wives and husbands, sons and...
How they shape our lives
Sing with me make that quartet
The crossroad come the signs unread
From our first conception
Be that untapped element
Take a taste and swirl it round
The mountain path there wine is tread
Cold morning breeze at sunrise
The pink upon life lips
the storm of love
The tornado and the hurricane hand in glove
Fire given by the Gods
Warm as Hell the fingers burn
Slave and master turn about
Watered down will dry of drought
Wives and husbands, sons and...
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
20 reads
0 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 7:40am
17th Jan 2019 7:40am
Jason Becker
Jason Becker was a star,
shining brighter than the rest.
He played the hell out of the guitar;
Some might say he was the best.
He scored a gig of high acclaim,
His wildest dreams were coming true!
Then his fate took a tragic turn;
It struck out of the blue.
He was diagnosed with ALS
Doctors said he’d live a few more years,
Because it was still germinal,
But they had little hope for him:
The disease is always terminal.
Jason’s dreams came crashing down,
He had just begun to live,
At just 19...
shining brighter than the rest.
He played the hell out of the guitar;
Some might say he was the best.
He scored a gig of high acclaim,
His wildest dreams were coming true!
Then his fate took a tragic turn;
It struck out of the blue.
He was diagnosed with ALS
Doctors said he’d live a few more years,
Because it was still germinal,
But they had little hope for him:
The disease is always terminal.
Jason’s dreams came crashing down,
He had just begun to live,
At just 19...
#love
#strength
#inspirational
#spiritual
#admiration
46 reads
10 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 00:26am
17th Jan 2019 00:26am
river song
the river sings a liquid song
that calms my spirit
i watch the bubbles beat upon
the pebbles in it
i wonder how to apprehend
the fears it hides
as on its slippery slope it
pirouettes and glides
the river sings a secret song
that kills my worry
so many miles to go and yet
there is no hurry
and could my destination fill
me with such zest
my own life’s onward flow would soon
become my quest…
© Copyright 2019 January 16
by Clyve A. Bowen
that calms my spirit
i watch the bubbles beat upon
the pebbles in it
i wonder how to apprehend
the fears it hides
as on its slippery slope it
pirouettes and glides
the river sings a secret song
that kills my worry
so many miles to go and yet
there is no hurry
and could my destination fill
me with such zest
my own life’s onward flow would soon
become my quest…
© Copyright 2019 January 16
by Clyve A. Bowen
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#LifeGoals
25 reads
0 Comments
DawnRaider
Dr
Dr
Poem Published
16th Jan 2019 7:27pm
16th Jan 2019 7:27pm
Star-cross'd lovers
Across a busy bar
I watch you arrive
Radiant smile from afar
I see your face
Make-up applied
New outfit of
Silk and lace
Now you are here
admire your grace
I see elegance, a touch of grey
when you smile; laughter lines
No longer a youth
but still tingles my spine
A woman I see
Independant, confident
living her life, living free
Making choices to love
and be loved
by him, by her, by me
Oh, what entanglement!
what web we weave
with lovers and partners
separate to protect
or maybe...
I watch you arrive
Radiant smile from afar
I see your face
Make-up applied
New outfit of
Silk and lace
Now you are here
admire your grace
I see elegance, a touch of grey
when you smile; laughter lines
No longer a youth
but still tingles my spine
A woman I see
Independant, confident
living her life, living free
Making choices to love
and be loved
by him, by her, by me
Oh, what entanglement!
what web we weave
with lovers and partners
separate to protect
or maybe...
#relationships
#ForbiddenLove
#bisexual
43 reads
9 Comments
Harold-Weathervein
Poem Published
15th Jan 2019 9:38pm
15th Jan 2019 9:38pm
Deep Cuts
I'll never understand why masturbation is frowned upon.
I was in a six and a half year long relationship
and it was the only consistent part of my life.
It came to be the best part about it honestly.
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wait....
is this poem done?
Did I just make a meta joke?
...
hmph...
I was in a six and a half year long relationship
and it was the only consistent part of my life.
It came to be the best part about it honestly.
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...
...
wait....
is this poem done?
Did I just make a meta joke?
...
hmph...
#sex
35 reads
0 Comments
Rjm
Poem Published
15th Jan 2019 6:41pm
15th Jan 2019 6:41pm
She Stands
She stands
A firm pillar in the setting sun
Her deep pain not only just begun
She stands
A stone against the howling wind
Adamant that she is thick skinned
She stands
Amidst cold slapping waves
Positive she is not pains slave
She stands
As darkness falls across the land
Resolute and strong but with tender hand
She stands
Certain of her many sins to atone
But, this beauty, does not stand alone
She stands
Firm comforting hand on her shoulder
The support of all those who love and...
A firm pillar in the setting sun
Her deep pain not only just begun
She stands
A stone against the howling wind
Adamant that she is thick skinned
She stands
Amidst cold slapping waves
Positive she is not pains slave
She stands
As darkness falls across the land
Resolute and strong but with tender hand
She stands
Certain of her many sins to atone
But, this beauty, does not stand alone
She stands
Firm comforting hand on her shoulder
The support of all those who love and...
#love
#friendship
#support
#admiration
#respect
55 reads
6 Comments
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