***Several Poems*** Silver - BG Con. Chocolate

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Denial The mind is impervious to realization, due to overconsumption of alcohol. The problem lies within the accuser, says the accused. 21 Words http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391027

Skydiver falling from the sky perilously twisting and turning then soaring like a bird the shoot opens I quickly rise then descend to the ground therefore safely landing on two feet 31 Words

To Heal Myself I am going for a while now,to get peace of mind. My soul needs healing.for things have gone wrong. The friendship's I have sought,for so long have faded. Path's I've taken to heal their soul,was not headed or to heart taken. With transparent fog underfoot and grey skies looming above.I take a path never taken, to sunny days and blue skies .To heal my own soul.  73 words

The Dinner The heavenly aroma that lingers, consumes my senses, as I arrive home from work. Glancing into the darkened kitchen, the tables draped with white laced cloth, and silver embroidered dinnerware. Candles are aflame, and red roses, are placed within the vase. I'm enthralled by what he's done, by showing much love, and compassion for thee. Sitting down to eat, he serves the food and glass of Chardonnay, as we engage in light conversation. Thence savoring the meal, of lamb bathed in mint, and fine wine. Afterwards I show my appreciation, for the Valentine's dinner, my husband has prepared. 100 words http://allpoetry.com/contest/2387142

Don't Criticize Karma keeps you from traveling life's perfect highway ... Don't criticize  http://allpoetry.com/contest/2392421

Over the Edge over the edge of compulsiveness one learns life is repulsive and is despised by followers 18 words Prompt...Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go. T. S. Eliot http://allpoetry.com/contest/2390941

Aphrodite out of the sea formed foam a passionate mistress of love was born. Margrif Contest 13 words

PoovyLou
There was a man I never knew. He came to me out of the blue I went on an excursion that I was invited. A Christmas party and I was so excited..Names were introduced around the table. One by one each was labeled.(Then it came to him for his turn. He said his name was Rat, well thats my nickname.I about died for I had remembered, a man's tale I once was told. His eyes were blue his hair was red, and the name so familiar in my head. (I asked Dear Man what is your name, and he replied William Rattiff, why do you ask.) I was melting into my chair, tears welled up in my eyes, and I replied you are my Uncle you see. My moms name is Lisa Greenlee. He abruptly pushed back his chair, stood and ran to my side, we hugged and hugged, what I thought to be years. It was a site to see, and everyone was staring, wondering what was all the fuss. Then he stood tall and proud, stating to all, I've found my Niece, and everyone applauded. A christmas miracle happened that year, out of the blue we had so adhered. From then on out we were so close, and he stuck me with my first nickname PoovyLou. 222 words

Hungry Hound A hungry hounds hunt; hopping high, hoarding hot-dogs. 10 words

Couldn't help it I couldn't help it, couldn't resist, It smelt so good, I had to eat it 18 words
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You Prick You Stole My Baby You stole my babe You took him away You've hidden him from me Christmas's were missed Birthday's were missed Presents pile up I cry for him at night Only his pictures line each wall Child hood toys left behind Logan now plays with and he wears his clothes I can't sleep, I barely eat Choked with tears each time someone asks about him My family's and mine tears flow like rain Why do you do this to me and Gramps especially I will get him back What you don't know Is I'm a sneaky cat You better watch your back Your time is near You will lose all WE Found You You F'n Prick And I Will Get My Baby Back!!!

Little Sneak My 3 year old mischievously runs from here to there, then peeks before he slyly climbs upon a kitchen chair; he sneaks into the cookie jar thinking I'm not aware!

Guiding Light Evermore Pastel skies at night they say are a blessing Refreshing waves wash gently upon the shore The fading sun reverberates iridescent light upon a calm sea Time never tells of oncoming danger the weather may change at an instant The guiding light upon the shore remains evermore

Winter Blanket The winter's embrace will shower you with blessings in the spring. Life shall be reborn.

For Turtledove I see an old man as ornery as can be, and he is slyly grinning at me. Though in his eyes I cannot see, I know he still has compassion for thee. Your Son's don't appreciate you as they should. for I see a man that is whole-hearted and good. All you can do is keep on loving them, one day they'll come to see a great man. Turtledove is on an outing today, the sky very clear, I see a Dear man, and I hope this brings you much cheer.

Moon Lit Beach Passionate storms blow in upon the moon lit beach Lust and love permeates the air The tides come in upon the shore and the ocean waves wash away our sins ecstasy made within it's embrace Making love under a celestial moon.

His Presence His presence known for the beauty of the day ending shines through his heart emitting rays of love on His creations.

I Wish You The Best I wish you the best, in your time of need. I pray to God, that your loved one succeeds. Life seems short, when things go wrong. I pray you said, everything you longed. Loved ones are special, we hold them dear to heart. I hope they makes it, so you won't have to part. God bless their soul, and embrace them in His arms. Comfort them gently, until their away from harm.

Enticed
Enticed by call of enchanted song he approaches shore in memorized state not knowing death awaits him there he follows the tune with no ounce of fear. Beauty awaits on land for him beckoning his lust with touch of breast his name she calls blows to him on wind ever so slowly he inches in. http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391049 http://intano.deviantart.com/art/Close-up-of-VuslaT-77275064

A Poem for My Soldier In Iraq Please tread lightly upon their ground always be aware of your surrounds. Keep eyes in front, and eyes in back You never know, where they'll attack. Don't think about us please we'll be fine, keep the training and present in mind. My Soldier, remember to pray to God, he'll keep you from harm, and may Angel's carry you back,and place you safely in our arms. Make us proud, I could never be this brave, your such a Dear, to fight for our freedom, and we hope to see you next year.

Tranquil Times Tranquil times lies between my toes, on a sandy beach under balmy sun, with the sea caressing away my woes. http://www.downloadready.com/ http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391365

Guiding Light Your are my guiding light within the shiny midnight sky http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391511

Rain Drops Rain drops keep falling from my eyes, into puddles that you are delighted to see. Why do you do this to me, can't you tell it causes me much pain? You should be ashamed for causing me to rain but i guess you must so its all right with me Just remember though the next time you cause me to rain my tears will flood your soul and you will drown in my sorrows / Poetic Whisperer Contest

I Am Nothing I am nothing to nobody at all, well maybe just a fly on the wall. Can't you see my tears, can't you see my pain, can't you see that I am going insane. Day in day out, I sit here feeling blue, with nothing at all to do. You work every day, and talk to all that come your way. You come home every night expecting me to talk, but all I can do is be a balk! balk! balk!. I can't help it if I have nothing to say, it's just natural for me to be this way. If you had to deal with what I had, you wouldn't really treat me as bad.

Deceiver No need to look into the eyes of a deceiver in their voices it's heard.  10/15/15 QUICKIE by Nighttime Angels. http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391617

The Bulge
I just love the bulge in the pants, not the back but in the front. It doesn't matter, how large the package is, as long as I can see it I'm attracted. CreationsFromHeart Contest

Dark Whispers
Within cloaked imaginations tears of heartache swirls around I envelope myself in pain. Whispers from the deep abyss of my mind speaks to me saying suicide is the only way. But reality takes hold and pulls me forth to see the light I dearly wish to see once again and I Rise. http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391867

Change of Time I change my under britches, about once a month, because they start to smell like fish, thats been laying in the reeds for a week. prompt 25 words on change http://allpoetry.com/contest/2391875
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Elvis Lives
Ryan, Ryan You sweep me away, you sweep me away, with your Elvis tunes. You sway your hips, just like him, as your rock'n on them guitar strings. Jail House Rock and Heart Break Hotel, are just some songs you sing of his. But you sing them well, and you sing them true,as if it were him,
singing those tunes./ Ryan Pelton is a personal friend of Mark and I's http://www.ryanpelton.com/

A Blessing From The Great Spirit As I walk through these woods, I tread ever so lightly, on the leaf laden ground. So as not to disturb what is within. Eyes keen as an Eagle, scoping out it's surrounds. I'm stalking my prey, with deadly persistence. I carry a bow, made of willow limbs and sinew. Arrows made with flint and owl feather's, neatly tucked and bound with in a shaft. Step by step, I tread lightly. I smell my prey, hear it's heartbeat, I sense the fear and panic it is emitting. A Deer now in my sights, it senses danger and nervously paces. I stop, standing very still, trying not to make a sound. It settles, seeing, hearing, and smelling nothing. I am down wind. I pull an arrow from my quiver, stretch back the woven strands of sinew and aim. Quick with speed, the arrow flies, slicing through the air like a knife. The Deer is startled at the whizzing arrow, but it's to late and the beast falls to the ground. I walk to the fallen remains. I kneel down by it's still warm side, and pray to the Great Spirit. Thanking him for the blessing he bestowed.

Watch It Burn Watch it burn...fume...destroy...Flames spark, I'm aroused. Watch it live...eat...breath...Cinders crackle, I'm excited. It does not discriminate... dislike... analyze...It loves all, and I'm captivated.

Tease Teasing him with all my might, taunting him with such delight. Beckoning him with lingerie, come on now lets go play. Come and get me, if you dare. When he does, I say Ha!Ha! the flow is here. This is what you get for chasing me, for times when I wanted none you see. Now go away, and don't mess with me any more, Or I'll make you buy me some tampons at the store.

Reality Not Pondered Reality is not pondered by all, in our darkest hours. We seek to believe there is no such thing.

A Lion's Heart Cries Crimson tides flow over grassy plains Dampened logs remain never a light shines through No bird's sing their songs Nor stand at attention A lion's heart cries for he lost the battle.

Build Up Rumbling, Grumbling in the night Masses of energy stir in the air Lightning bolts streak cross the sky Vapors of humidity fill the clouds Torrents of rain flood the ground.

Funeral Demise prompt: just another funeral.
Stale flower's, in mossy foam. Same old chairs, same old frowns. Standing at attention, Usher's silent. Spilling heart's, flood into eyes. Same old coffin, just a different guy.

Setting Sun the Saddest Light A wonderful day has come to close, but I'm saddened so for the day is ending. A thunder pounds with in my heart, the sound echoes in my ears. The romantic words we shared today, will be in my heart tomorrow. But for the moment this day has to end with the descending of the sun. My thoughts and prayer, wish that I will see you again someday. My heart beats passionately in my ears, with love I found before this day has closed. May God bless this desperate wish, I bestow upon him tonight.

Wilbur Gone Awry A dainty little pig wobbles to and fro Hobble-Wobble Hobble-Wobble in a muddy sty My! My! My! you dirty thing A bath you must take for you will be seen You will be seen at a fancy show you will be seen wobbling to and fro So off to the bath with you my friend Splishy-Splashy Splishy-Splashy in the tub Oh My! Oh My! your a slippery pig you escaped from me Oh No! not the mud Dang little pig your a pain in the butt so off with you my friend to the butcher shop. So off to the shop we did go with a Skip-Hop Skip-Hop to the Butcher shop Butcher said Mame This pig is to cute so take that ham home Or I'll puke, I can't kill him So home is where he was meant to be all along

The Beauty She Holds She wears a dress of many colors, but with a collar as white as snow. The elegance of her dress is no match to the beauty in herself bestowed. All creatures of life, stand at her feet and stare at her in awe. She not only has beauty in nature, but indeed also having a beautiful soul.

The Dance The simplicities of life, lay but within my palm, yet the greatest things, are held in my heart. A dance so serene, within the streets, needs not a single explanation, it is felt and sought out by all. The dance of love, The dance till death do us part...

Amazing Souls Amazing Soul's can endear the darkest pain, but still shine through the horrors of humanity. What makes you weak, can make you strong in the end. Amazing Soul's don't forget, but do forgive.

Silent Flight Silent wings in flight soft as snow falling. Prey knows not, he's coming, death comes like winter. Screech eerie as the sound of wind, chills arise as the cold seeps in.

Our sign says closed Our sign says closed, so don't ring that bell. You never know, our doors might open to Hell. In our mind's, the fires rage. We are trapped in Hell's cage. If you don't call before you come, we may kick you in the bum. If you dare, do so come in. but beware of the pecking Hen's. Our sign says closed, so don't ring that bell. You never know, our doors might open to Hell.

Life The mortal mishaps of life cause our anxieties to amass and therefore collect confidentially in our mind's

Poppy Field I walk amidst a field of azure poppies, my mind begins wandering. A bird soars over, blue plains, then disappears. I awake with rain showers, must have been a dream.

Internet
Plunder the world's web, through all of it's precise weaves.
A sticky word maze, We're entwined in corridors.

Smiles A friend no matter what or who, can bring much joy to ones life. A friend can be described as many thing's, and can be a friend as long as they bring a smile to your face.

Dream Weaver Dream Weaver, weave a web catch those evil dreams entangle them within your threads Bring peace to my children's sleep, let them flow through your feather's and adhere into their minds. With the first rays of light banish those evil dreams, burn them away with the sun. Dream Weaver, Oh Dream Weaver, please weave them a web.
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They Dance The swings dance in the breeze of timely air, with thoughts of children now not there. Their partner's have grown old and left them with a sigh. But with a chuckle in the wind, they know a new friend will arrive.

You Left Me Alone A night of waiting for the return, I pace across the room, peeking through curtain's, each time light passes through. I ponder at thoughts, where could he be, who could he be with, why is he gone so long? I pace and pace, smoke too many cigarettes and drink a lot coffee, making my nerves more edgy. He knows I'm scared, and all alone. He knows I panic, when he's not home. One more car passes through, I race to the window, my heart sinks again, it isn't him and it is midnight./quote: "Its funny that the people you trust are the ones that hurt you most."-By me lol.http://lizle.deviantart.com/art/looking-out-the-window-59512779

Blood There's death spilled upon a blanket of snow after a hunter's kill. A rivulet of warm blood makes it's own canal then pooling into a pond. With a breeze of wind a disarranged image appears bringing the deer to life. His spirit is revived with a sacrificial prayer roaming again free of death.

Seducing Taunts Following a trail of rose petals strewn across the floor I open the door to the flicker of candlelight dancing upon the walls Seducing taunts for a heated night of passion He lies there waiting
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Merry Christmas to All I wish Peace and Happiness to all in my family this year. But most of all may Peace and Happiness, be bestowed upon the unfortunate. May we all give a little cheer, to them as well. Merry Christmas to all and may we all give the needy a gift.

The Crow And Scarecrow He flies anxiously over, searching for food. Studying the scarecrow, deciding if human or not. Landing upon a stalk of corn, he keeps an eye on the man. Head turning back and forth,mind pondering, could he be real? At the slightest move, of the scarecrows arm he flies away spooked, yet curiously he lurks.

Mustang's Gather O'er the grassy plains they run elegantly, with low lying clouds it seems they're flying. Their pace slows, and they come to a halt. The stallions rears up belting an explosive neigh. The mares prance around, nickering a response, then all settle down, to devour upon the sweet grasses. The colt's and filly's romp around, chasing and nipping each other for fun. The morning turns to noon, the noon to eve, dusk creeps in and it's time for them to leave. That old stallion rears up again calling to all, then off they run, To a place unknown. But they'll be back again tomorrow I know, for I have come to watch these magnificent steeds for years on end. So goodnight to all, good night to my wonderful friends.

Fading Fading into shadows ominous feelings overwhelm only life; but nature in my grip. Reality not comprehensible tears of grief and guilt blind only living; seems but nature in my grip.

An Innocent Child An innocent child in the womb, is a child of God. How could you refuse, a precious gift from Him. To end ones life, is to end your own. For the Bible says, Thou Shall Not Kill. You fate will be sealed, to Heaven you will not go. The child has a soul, not yet life. To end it's passage to this world, will cause you much pain. It will haunt and eat at your soul, Please choose life for your own sake.

Irony Or Not I just received my child hood dresser and mirror, the other day. Many years had passed since I have seen. For when I was a young girl, this giant dresser was an enormous thing. Now it seems quite small, as I am now the enormous thing. It's ironic how things come to change.

Irony Of Age When I Hit 10 I Wanted To Become A Grownup Quick When I Hit 16 I Wanted To Be 18 So I Can Smoke When I Hit 18 I Wanted To Be 21 So I Could Drink when i hit 24 i wish i had done no such thing when i hit 27 my mom said your almost 30 i about cried when i hit 30 i'll wish i was 10 again when i hit 40 oh lord, i'm almost of the hill when i hit 50 gee whiz, i'm plummeting down the hill when i hit 60 i can retire but wish i was 40 when i hit 80 i'll be old and wise When I Hit 100 I'll Wish I Could Go Further, Live For Just 1 More Year I'll Be In My Second Childhood All Over Again

Eensy Weensy Logan Eensy Weensy Logan, climbed up on a chair And into the cookie jar, he did so dare Around the corner,I had come Screaming at him, you get down from there Poor little Logan, I had so spoiled his fun.

Gracie Had A Baby Doll Gracie had a Baby doll, Baby doll, Baby doll Gracie had a Baby Doll, It's bows were very red. Everywhere that Gracie went, Gracie went, Gracie went Everywhere that Gracie went, The Baby Doll was sure to go. She carried it to the Beach one day, Beach one day, Beach one day She carried it to the Beach one day It got all soaking wet. In the dryer it Spinned and Whirled Spinned and Whirled, Spinned and Whirled In the dryer it Spinned and Whirled Gracie cried all the while.

The Sweet Old Clerk I'm driving down a deserted road, nothing in sight but hotel sign. Cool, crisp air whipping through, my hair, radio playing an old song. I'm enjoying the ride, but longing to sleep. Pulling in the gravel drive, rocks crackle, and dust flies. An old man exits the door. I holler out "Hey can I reserve a room," he holds up a finger and nods his head, then walks wearily away. I exit my car, and gather my purse. Entering the lobby, a blast of hot stale air wafts to my nose. Old paintings, dull an tattered with age, hang the walls. My mind wanders, about this old hotel. As I'm taking it all in, the old man, enters disturbing my thoughts. "Can I help you Miss," with a kind voice. "I need a room for the night," I reply. I hand him my card, and he my key, I turn about, to exit the door, he says "Room 101 is where you'll sleep, Good Evening Miss, sleep tight." I entered the room he told me to sleep in, upon the bed lay a red rose and mints.

Intensity of Pain I grit my teeth, at the intensity of pain you have inflicted upon my soul. Undeniable emotions tainting me throughout my miserable life, and is unbearably to much to perceive.

Reflections. I let you slip from the ponds of my imagination. Your reflections no longer appear.

A Clatter of Noise A clatter of noise startling, disturbing. A gun shot blast, I hear. I'm shot, horrified, am I going to die. Panicking, worrying, fear sets in. Beep-Beep, the alarm blaring.

Can't I Play That Song Can't I play that song one more time, play that tune that pumps my prime? The waterfall flowing here is refreshing, with it's own song and flow. Wanna come along and join me, join me in this relaxing endeavor, It's wonderful, I know you'll agree, come along, sing and play with me. Strumming my guitar, by this old stream with bushes in foreground, waterfall flowing, and birds chirping their own. I sing along with the ballad I play, in these refreshing surrounds. Come over and let me pleasure you with my song, I know it'll pump your prime, I promise that it won't take long, come along sing and play with me.

The Corridors of My Mind Deep within the vast corridors of my inner soul a ghostly image dwells. Whispering secrets of passion, lust, and love...

Ares Ares, The God of War, Son of Zeus and Hera, wore amour the colour of fire and carried a blood thirsty spear. Rode upon swift chariots drawn by magnificent immortal stallions, denting the ground with their thundering hooves. Hungry for bloody war so bad, he as well sowed the seeds of dragon teeth creating a race of fighting men. A non- forgiving, unconquered God Ares, The God of War.

Untitled Consequentially understanding, the aftermaths verdict, but however, he commits the crime; receiving punishment. 'Shattered to Consequence" http://allpoetry.com/contest/2392935 9/24/08

Tides Tides of reckoning flow superfluous, and questions are ingrained; as sand mingles creating shore.

Blinded By Love Mystical moon wanes on elliptical path, bringing forth a fire burning in the sky. Passions burn deep within the atmosphere, as my love for you burns each passing day. With the rising sun I am blinded by your love, and the lust for you burns deep down in my soul./In tomorrows sun rise I will be blinded by your love given by Creationsfromheart to spark my muse lol

Dream Walk Out of the shadows dreams transcend from the abyss of night's cloak. Wayward I travel into a daydream getting lost within thoughts. Amidst nature I follow desolate trail to nowhere. http://www.deviantart.com/print/80109/Prompt: Picture/Dream/
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Late One Eve (True Story Late one eve in the middle of fall I opened the door and my husband gave a holler a chill ran through me so I shut it quick. Something was lurking around that night we could feel it watching from the field across the road and not knowing what it was caused much fear. Deciding to take a look we went outside our hair stood on end and we sensed something there something odd evil and wrong. There was an eerie moon casting wicked rays that night shadows all about different images portrayed in mind but nothing out of the ordinary was yet to be sought. Next thing we know there was a ruckus within the field something was running ferociously about not just one but two lines we saw. We grabbed a flash light and shown it all about they stopped whatever they were doing for just a while so we turned off the light and listened to there strange calls. It couldn't have been a deer cause we know how they run through the field it wasn't the coyote that howled at night nor the little kits that run and play. Those creatures before never gave us this feeling there was something odd and creepy about these things I hope I never have dealings with this sort of happening again. Electricity began to fill the air causing our feelings to become more sensitive as well and we knew it was about to rain thunder began to rumble off in the east and we could smell it coming. All quieted down, as the wind began to blow, we went back inside, to go to bed, realizing hours had past, gave us another odd chill.

Tick Tock On The Count Of Three Translucent fog under foot, rolls along before me, twisting round itself, like undertow of tide. It hypnotizes mine own eyes, and driving down the road, gives effect of birds soaring, on cumulus clouds above. Or is it that, this is but a dream, I see before my eyes, for under spell of doctor's watch.

Chronological End conspicuous smiles of the murderous mind means the end of life's chronological table/Prompt The End 13 Words

Skittles Skittles lustrous colors rape hand imagination filling eyes with blissful images/Prompt Skittles

Spiritual Path My soul is free from deaths grasp, as I ascend to heaven on a spiritual path. Freedom speaks in the glorious light, that's splayed before my eyes. Heaven's gate appears.

Breath Of Frothy Air a breath of frothy air wafting from the sea after spring rain smells like heaven to me nature is revived with nurturing cries of angels on high saddened from chaotic night of war but all of them survived

Wilted Petals old and withered but etched lines tell tales of life

Misty Fog Misty fog of morn', adorns the plants, with sprinkles of joy, that sparkle, in the dawning sun.

Desperation Desperation gnaws life away leaving behind empty shells; lost hope./Picture Prompt/ 10 Words http://allpoetry.com/contest/2386015

I Am All Around Within many a disguise, I bestow myself before thee. Be keen to seek out, my holiness for I'm all around. Taking form of many, be it man, animal, or object.

Destined Journey Dreams have been saddled, and time was never wasted. Off to the big house now, for fulfilled life, is coming to close. Time is fading every so gently, as we travel through, warps of spiritual paths. Destined journey for most, is the Heavens above.  http://allpoetry.com/contest/2385090

Some Are Some are graced with riches, and others only dimes. But, if both share what is accumulated, they'll surely be blessed by God.

Sound of Harps, Inspires One little lost soul, feels she has to walk alone, off the stage; away from strife. The dulcet tones of this rendezvous, still rings within her head, even though the orchestra has ended. Each note was played to perfection, and applauded by the audience, much pleasure had been given. Feeling not that they were for her, but given to colleagues instead, she leaves feeling inadequate. At the exist of the building, she hears beautiful songs, from harps of angels being played. This amazing music gives her hope, and she decides to join the orchestra, again at their next rendezvous. http://allpoetry.com/contest/2384268
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The End Is Near Oh No! the end of the world is coming soon, let's all run like a crazy buffoon. Gather your family, gather your food, we got to run, we got to allude. Panic! Panic! we're going to die, but maybe, just maybe we'll survive. Follow the Lord, fight with him, destroy the evil that lurks within. Fight long and hard, fight strong and proud, hoping that God's hands will enshroud.

Witch Into Bat In a cave the witch does live Icky and creepy with spider webs She wears a long black robe and hat on her head Her nose is long and has a wort so big Has a cauldron as her pot A fire underneath very hot Tail of a dog Leg of a frog Scale of a snake Wing of a jake Round-n-round with a big old stick Pushing it around in the brew so thick Speaking syllables that are a blur Casting her magic at each stroke she stirs She's casting a spell to turn into a bat To fly over you in your night cap Smoke in the cauldron twirls to the sky The sparks begin to, in the air fly She begins to whirl and spin The black magic does so begin Poof she changed into bat Tonight you better watch your back Or she'll turn you forever into a black cat

Out Of The Blue Out of the blue you do so appear So quickly we had became adhered A precious gift, an angel from above I wouldn't know what to do with out your love In love with you I never expected God thrust upon me a wonderful present Busy in my own world I had been I never expected anyone to come in

Forever Together Your tender words Your tender touch Your tender look Makes me blush Through thick and thin Through happiness and bliss Through pain and shame To death do we part I am with you You are with me Forever always we shall be

Fire Truck Misfires My Dad once was a Firefighter Trying to put out fires caused by Lighters Something always made the fire truck Misfire It had a bad Starter So therefore he couldn't put out the Fire /Hope This Never Happens To My Dad Steve

Mother Lisa My Mother Lisa Went to see the Leaning Tower of Pisa She brought us back some Pizza /Cheesy I know!! To My Mother Lisa

Trysten the Christian My Boy Trysten Is a good Christian He knows the Act of Contrition Being good is his Mission To go to Heaven he's a Wishin/ To My Eldest Son Trysten

Logan In Motion His name is Logan He's always in Locomotion Causing such a Commotion Silence is No Notion When he is in Motion/ to my rowdy boy

Gracie's Snakes Her name is Grace Her hair always in her Face And sticking up all over the Place Like Medusa's Snakes Rambunctious and Awake /To little Gracie

Feel So Hollow I'd rather in my depression Wallow I feel so Hollow I wanna hide in my mind's Burrow I don't want to be here Tomorrow Don't feel for me Sorrow

Beauty So Rare You are my Maiden Claire Your Beauty is so Rare I can't help but to Stare I try to make it Unaware But you see me and Glare

Ghost Roast I once saw a Ghost He was walking up the Coast He then stopped by a Post And said this is where he ate a Roast With hot buttered Toast

Jackie's Khakis There was a women named Jackie She wore Khakis I told her, her clothes were Tacky She told me, I was Wacky And my comment was Crappy

Oats and HoneyI once had a Pony Her name was Bunny She was very Hungry And very Scrawny So I gave her some Oats and Honey

A New Friendship I think I've found a friend, who's company I enjoy. Her word's are calm and soothing, to my ears I hear sweet words. I've never had a friend before, so I don't know what to expect. We have much in common I feel, or similar lives seem to reflect. I look forward to each to message, for her word's bring me pleasure. I hope this is a friendship, I forever shall endure.

No Shame Bodies lay upon the ground, in pile's heaped high, ashes remain within incinerators. Nothing but skin -n- bones. Starving and diseased, they are plagued with death. Though alive; women, men, elderly and children, souls had vanished. Nothing but raged shells of human remains, eyes full of emptiness, black with despair. The search amongst the dead, for loved ones or those still alive, weeping children crying for their mama's or papa's. Hungered so, if they ate, it would kill them any way. Digging of ditch's and grave's, with bare hand's and stick's. May be their own grave, they didn't Know. Blistered hand's, torn fingernails. The Pain they endured was tremendous. Tattooed with numbers, for they had no name. Caged in their coffin's, waiting to die. Pregnant women had belt's, tied around their waist's, to prevent the baby from being born. The Screams, the agony, and the pain. Gassed in chamber's, struggling for their lasts breath's, gasping for air. Gassed in truck's, they thought they were going to another camp. Skinning their flesh, to make lampshades. They pulled there, gold and metal filling's, from their teeth. The screams the agony, the pain. Lifeless yet alive, thrown into the fire's of hell, The screams the agony, and the pain. Execution; standing in lines, waiting to meet their maker, waiting to unite with loved ones once again, the pleading Just Shoot Me. The stench overwhelming, left in their own waste, vomit and maggot's, crawling in open festering wounds. The site was to much to bear, to horrible for even Hardened Veteran's to see, upon recovery mission's. Plagued with devastating memories, till their own death. How could they be so Cruel? How could they be so Evil? Have they no God? Have they no Moral's? Have they no Shame? Or were most afraid they to would be these remains?

On The Course Out on the golf course they do play Trying to hit the golf ball a mile away Through the trees, they do fly In a pond they might die In the sand trap, they do bounce In to the rough, they do pounce The golf Course is a place where Birdie's, and Eagle's fly It is a place where a Hole In One they try./ Note: Have you ever wondered what golf stands for, It stands for Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden Why is that I don't know? Yet, Women still play. May be they are or were forbidden because the men were jealous. Maybe the women were better at it than them. I know this My husband got a 79, and I a 35 on the Front Nine... Ha!!! The original golf club in Scotland's sign said Golf Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden

Their New Destination Out on a western trail, the wagons rolled. Far in between from their last home...Their new destination, gold. Up hills and down. Wading through rivers and streams. What a difficult trail they must follow. Far in between from their last home... Their new destination, gold. Disease and Death all around. Many will not make it to their new surrounds. Some murdered by Indians, other's Thieves, all because of greed. Far in between from their last home... Their new destination, gold... Broken axle's and wagon wheel's. Starving, dying, and weak horses, set them back few or many weeks. Some moved on with other's, some settled at their stop. Far in between from their last home...Their new destination, gold. Some were lost, due to weather. Just had to go in middle of winter. Freezing cold, snow beyond their knees. Some fell through ice in the creeks Far in between from their last home...Their new destination, gold. Those who made it, still many after the facts, found gold. Those who didn't set up shop, and profited from other's fortunes.Far in between from their last home...Their new destination, gold.

I once was, upon... I once was, upon a Ship, And it was sailing to the sea. I didn't know where it was going. But the next Stop, is where I'll be. I'll send you a letter, When I get settled Then... I once was, upon a Plane, And it was flying in the sky. I didn't know where it was going. But the next Place, is where I'll be. I'll send you a letter, When I get settled Then... I once was, upon a Train, and it was rolling down the tracks I didn't know where it was going. But the next Town, is where I'll be. I'll Send you a letter, When I get settled Then...I once was, upon a car, and it was driving through the country. I didn't know where it was going. But the next County, is where I'll be. I'll send you a letter, When I get settled Then...I once was, upon a Horse-n-Cart, And it was trotting along a Road. I did know where it was going. It was taking Me to my new Home. I'll send you a letter, When I get settled And you can visit me.

Manda,Manda Manda, Manda the crying fool, She makes me wanna lose my cool. She doesn't answer me on the net,I know she's crying wanna bet. One by one the tears drip down, Her face is in a sad, sad frown. You should of answered on the net, Now this is what you get./Making Fun of My Sister for Not Answering me on the Internet one Day after she said she was crying after reading Grandmother

The Carnival The smells within the air. Kids running here and there. The thrill of the rides. The excitement felt deep within. Carnies calling; Kids win prizes every time. Come on over it's only a dollar. Win your sweet heart a prize. Popping of balloons. Throwing of balls through hoops and bins. Clinking of rings upon glass bottles. Splashing of water, Ha! he got dunked. Stuffed animals, jewelry, and trinkets. Face paint, fake tattoos. Gold fish, baby bunnies. Pictures taken with your honey. Families all together. Parents keeping both sets of eyes on children. Reminiscing about times when they were young. Oh how much fun to be a kid again. Carousels turning, horses rising up and down. Roller coasters going round -n- round. Ferris wheels way up high in the sky. Bumper cars, Ha! Smash and run. Pepperoni pizza upon a paper plate. French fries and vinegar in a cup. Elephant ears, candied and caramel apples, Cotton candy , and giant lollipops Oh what a sticky mess. Bingo halls, fish fries, dance floor's "Swing Your Partner Round and Round" Karaoke singing fools, long long parades Lil Miss and Mr. County pageant contests Oh my look up in the shy a parachuter, my dad. ***FIREWORKS *** ***LIGHTS OUT***

Ancestry Trails I follow the trails of my Ancestor's past, It is a difficult journey through all the gaps. Details here, and Details there, I have to decide which ones to spare. The stories I see are very neat, and most are quite complete. Census, Births, and Death records too, Reveal my Ancestor trails quite true. State to State, and City to City, Their lives are quite intriguing. Grandmothers, Grandfathers, and Uncles too, Are the family I once knew. I follow the trail of my Ancestor's past, And I'm finally done at last.

Unfamiliar Face I walk into a smoke filled room. The lights are very dim. Juke Box playing a lonely tune. I walk to the counter, upon a stool I hop, and order my concoction.I look around to catch a familiar face, but saw that no one was there.The pool balls ricochet from one another, and go into a pocket. The clinking of glass, being pulled from their racks. And the may I have another beer. The in and the outs the ups and downs, there's people all around. But still no familiar faces. People dancing upon the floor, holding each other close. The simple brush back of one's hair, from upon her brow. Another's head, upon his shoulder. Yet I still sit here alone. I try to listen in on one's conversation, adding a comment of my own. Though they seem not to care, I feel rejected. I sit upon this stool, and drink my sorrows away. One by one the drinks go down. Why do I have to be so lonely? The noise begins to whirl and blend together. People talking to one another is now hard to comprehend. Everything seems so loud, yet muffled. Next thing I know there's a tap on my shoulder. An unfamiliar face asks, Do you wanna dance? I look into those soft kind eyes and said, I guess. He takes my hand and leads us to the floor. Hand in hand, one arm around each waist. I highly enjoy this embrace. My heart is beating hard and fast. My hands turn cold and clammy. I don't want this to end for I've been so lonely.

Misery Speaks misery speaks...i shall weap... weakness prevails...i'm like a rose frail...words can't be spoke...my heart explodes... darkness creeps...my heart leaps... i wanna die...but only inside...it's not fair...i'm in despair...

My Mind Is Like... My life is like a ghost stuck in time Floating in my airy mind Lost in space I think sometimes Floating in my galaxy mind Lost in a book sometimes Floating through pages of my mind

Beggar's In Disguise Panhandlers beside the road Pleading for money to buy food Dirty, ragged, torn, clothes Some with holes in their shoes. Some have signs saying I'm a Vet Some have signs saying I am Deaf Ever wonder why they're there Ever wonder how much they've earn per share Some are weak and some are shy Some are bold and some are sly Are they beggars that you relieved Are they really just thieves I once heard that they are angel's in disguise I once heard that they are thieves that mislead thy

The Gate He sits and waits, at the gate. Waiting for me, knowing I'm late. I hover over, my family, not wanting to ever leave. He begs of me, there's more to see. Come now my child, it's time to leave.

You Left Me For That!!! You left me for her, leaving me discontented. We made our vows to the Lord. To death do us part, you swore. I cried to you on the phone. I cried to you at your door. I followed you to work, but you still chose to ignore. What did she have that I did not? Nothing I had more. I loved you with every fiber of my being. I made love to like no other, you said. I would have died for you, if it came to that. I would have wiped your ass, in your old age. I had your child, that you adore. How could you leave us for her? / This poem is about my ex-husband leaving me for a women his mother's age which was 25 yrs older. They had worked together a few year's and fooling around be hind my back. I knew her, she knew me, she knew we had a child. I don't like making fun of people but I'm going to describe her to you. Again I do not like making fun of people for all creatures are beautiful to God. She had no money, she had but an apartment, she had an old beater of a car, she gambled, Her butt was as wide as the moon with crater's, When she put makeup on you could see her a mile awhile, that bad she looked like a rodeo clown. Any way I begged of him could we all live together, (I am not BI) I followed him for month's, I called him every day. I pleaded with her to beg him for me. But he chose to ignore. After these almost 6 years HA he is no longer with her. He done lost me. He begged me to return . I flat out said NO For I found the real man of my dreams. Drunkenram, we know have two kids.

Poets New Age Nightmare... Poets New Age Nightmare...My Thoughts...Wandering... Pondering...Mind working with hand as I type Many words, I have wrote throughout this night Darkness crept in and blinded me Shoot, my words disappeared into the night Where'd they go, I can't see them All that I have wrote is gone Again, My Thoughts...Wandering...Pondering...I try to read those words in my mind I Fall Asleep ...Power Failure

© Cara L. Greenlee, All rights reserved

Yesterday I'd Proclaim I was a girl on his knee bouncing up and down on his make believe horse. Away Silver I'd proclaim Giddy Up to the wane of sun. I was making pies out of mud freshly made by the garden hose then asking him if he wanted a bite. You can have the biggest piece I'd proclaim here it is so enjoy your slice. Many more things would come to pass I'd always enjoy being with my Gramps he was the light of my life. Today he's old and withering away and his hair is turning white but proclaims he still enjoys these memories of the past. http://allpoetry.com/poem/3746584

Let Me Be I am my own self nothing more Choosing to be who I am, over everything No one should interfere Let me be Leave me alone Let me be who I am You can not change me so do not try. In my own self I will confide.

Nooooooooo!!!!!! Awakened, gasping for air, eyes widen in horror. Darkness frightening, not an ounce of light. Hollow deafness, quite alarming. "Where am I, what am I doing here?" Panicking, I struggle for a breath. Mind wondering, "Why is there nobody around, why is it so quiet?" I scream, "Somebody Help!!" Cramped in this space, claustrophobia sets in. I reach my hands up, they hit a wall, I try to push nothing budges, "I'm trapped!!!" Smell of dirt, overwhelms my senses.Mildew and dust, causes me to sneeze. My phone rings, I frantically try to find it. Answering a voice speaks, "Muahhaha your in a coffin!!" I awake, screaming frantically, "NOOO!" Scaring my husband, half to death.

Slip Off your Gown Standing there in a sensual gown, wet hair flowing over shoulders. Crisp scents of lavender fill the air, fueling my hunger, tempting my needs. I beckon you to the bed, taking soft hands in mine. Passionately kissing, arm's held before me. Pulling closer, kissing your neck, a gasp gently escapes. Take me you say, I'm all yours, Baby I love you so much it hurts. No one has ever embraced me, with such compassion. Take me in your arms, let's make sweet love.

Wayne An Egyptian man from Liverpool, brings his Goddesses to All. He flaunts them on his page, like a love struck God. He writes by day, and writes by night charming stories and poems. Leaving the reader with memories, some so entrancing we forget the time. I am proud to know this wonderful man, and hope in time we'll become good friends.

Born Into Evil Engulfed in a crimson tide, swimming through a whirlpool. Lived a past life with God, but now born to the Devil. With prayers to God from a Mother, you'll be protected from Evil's grip.

Outstretched Arms violent waves crash upon the rocks demon tides try pulling ships near but with faith in God they prevail angelic rays with outstretched arm guide them safely away from harm a sailor drifts on treacherous seas a yielding light shines upon shore guiding them from turmoils cast
http://digiwortex.deviantart.com/art/the-lighthouse-67480768

First Kiss That First Kiss In that moment, my life had changed, with the first kiss I had received. Just a kind ole country boy with caring, sweet, and gentle ways. He had a twinkle in his eyes, each time they met mine, making me feel so alive. With a life of abuse, I never thought I could feel the way I did on that special day. An overwhelming feeling, swept through my body, a thrill to me, and it was real. Not just some old sloppy kiss, from an abuser.

Singing Singing gleefully a song, for a new day has dawned. They beckon their mates, to sing along; welcoming the sun.

Massage Away Grab some lotion, spread it on. Massage away, till the break of dawn. Let your healing powers, flow through touch. Massage away, till the pain is gone. I'll rub yours, when you are done.

Self Worth Life has bestowed beautiful appearances, but to believe that she is, is another thing.Self worth was diminished by abuse. Prompt: Beautiful restraints

Candy Coated Dream I'm running through candy coated dreams, with cotton candy clouds up above. Twizzler's tickle my legs, as I travel atop the skittles. Running till I can't run anymore, therefore jumping into a pond of lemonade. Swimming with the goldfish gracefully, as I watch the gummy bear parade. I climb out of the pool and join the tail end, marching home under a mentos moon. I'm hating for this candy coated dream to end, for it is a tasty dream indeed.

Inspiration From Isabel A lovely Aunt whom I've never met inspired me through the net One eve I talked to her online and she said the poem I wrote was divine So therefore more came and I've never been the same I have opened my mind to a new realm and with many poems I'm feeling overwhelmed Before my eyes my life spills things I have never spoke I write with my quill Thanks to God I showed her my poem on that day Now my life isn't in such a disarray I Love You Aunt Isabel Thanks for coming in to my life

Heart of the Earth Deep within the hills of West Virginia, worked men within the heart of the earth. When the eerie call of the whistle blew, coalminer's made their way to local saloon. Staggering home singing a drunken tune, they tiny babe if fear slides underneath her bed. The coalminer's wife bitter to the core, paces the room, mumbling under her breath. The rage begins as he opens the door, yet she wasn't strong enough to endure the beating.

Survival of the Fittest With frozen blocks of tears, our home is crafted from love. For months on end there is no sun, only furnace being the fire pits within. Seal pelts hang from the opening, to keep at bay the bitter climate. The brutality of nature within this region, challenges each; no chances for survival given. Instincts must be held high, so to leave a legacy behind.

Recollections As her affiliate the sun wanes she marches in on slow and aging elliptical paths. Wisdom is proved right as she projects recollections of aged thoughts.

The Rise Behind mountains an aura appears, protruding crimson hues emerge. Shadows still envelope the land, dissipating slowly with the rise of the sun. 30 words or less Prompt Hidden sunrise http://mr-dux0r.deviantart.com/art/A-Sunrise-3455231

Warming sand between my toes ocean caressing the shore sun bleaching my hair seagulls calling their mates summer's what I seek

He faked It Santa has faked his death tonight, to make all the bad children cry. Praying to God, bring him back to earth, promising to be good for rest of life. As Santa revives from deep sleep, scaring to death the morgue's janitor. Shush my dear it was all a joke, I had to play a prank on those bloats. I hope they'll be good from hear on out, cause I don't want to hurt those good babes again.

Tranquil Summer Days Amongst the blades of meadow grass, the dew is glistening like diamonds in the sunlight. Sensual songs of morning birds, fall across the land Serenity fills me as I watch the, blue jays and mourning doves, soar through pastel skies. Of tranquil summer days, and peaceful nights, the song of birds fill my ears, and the beauty rests within my mind.

Skydiver falling from the sky perilously twisting and turning then soaring like a bird the shoot opens I quickly rise then descend to the ground therefore safely landing on two feet

I See The Light I see the light as it dawns on the horizon a new day bringing forth my utmost desires. Desire to live another day free of turmoil that has been within me for an eternity. The freedom I have sought for so long will be brought to me today as this day dawns.

You're Awaking My Senses You're awaking my senses making me ask the reason's why. I've questioned myself about this addiction for many years. I know it's wrong, I know it's unhealthy and I know it's looked badly upon My blindness to reality has been so invincible. Until now I never thought it possible to see what was already instilled within myself I already knew the reason's why but until you brought these thing's to my full attention, I believe my addiction will die.

They Lie Too head's down they circle round eye's never leaving the other rearing up with mouth's agape then pouncing away in fun http://katjakay.deviantart.com/art/Bear-Dance-69959371

Must Go Once was I, upon a ship, and it was sailing out to sea, but home is where I'd rather be. Sailing away towards the sun, blowing kisses into the wind, for I'm leaving, my love behind. Off to war I must go, fighting for what I believe is right, to end our Countries horrible plight. Please don't worry too much for me, for God I know is amongst our platoon, with his guidance, it will all be over soon. Again I'll be upon a ship, and will be sailing once again, I can't wait to be home, Dear Madeleine.

Jolly Man He always brought smiles to all across the land, every winter, because he was fat and jolly man.

In A Field I once thought you were a rose, in a field of weeds. but you turned out to be a weed, in a field of roses.

Looking Out Looking In Sitting in this boring room, looking out at all the sights. Wondering if I'll ever amount, to all of those on the out. Or are they looking in, wishing to be like me again. Oh well, you never know, for we must get up and seek our dreams.

Sparkly The Moon Twinkling twinkling in the night, little Sparkly is shinning bright. Up above the earth so high, Sparkly is glittery like her friend Diamond Sky. Her smile happens to be very shiny tonight, as is the water reflecting her light.

Good Morning Life awakens with the dawn, singing birds our alarm. Plants glisten in the sun, from morning showers taken. Refreshed and revived we all should be, let's enjoy this day as it unfolds.

Money Remember the days when money wasn't needed, for purchases were made by barter and trade. With raising of animals for our food, or tending to crops in the fields. Hunting for meals as well, and with their hides the weather was repelled. Having money now doesn't make things any easier, we still have to work hard for our pleasure. Money also can't by everything such as love, peace and fame. It does not make us rich or wise, it is only a mere epitome in some people's eyes.

Oh Me O My (sigh) Oh me O my (sigh)Home today so bored and alone nothing to do nowhere to go There's work to be done but lazy I am. Oh me O My (sigh) No phone calls or visitors and nothing I can think of to do Maybe I'll read a book for a few.

Saturated Stories The journey of a story thus taken change paths frequently as trips of many miles do

Sympathy If I could bring them back, for one more day, I would wish to tell them, all the things I ever wanted to say. Tell them how much they meant to me, an how much I really did love them, and tell them thanks for all the things, they had done for me on a whim. If I could bring them back, on this earth here today, I would give them another kiss and hug, so that I know they felt it for I wasn't sure on that day. And tell them that I am o.k., that they went to a better place, that I will get to see them in heaven again,and be relieved when I get to see their charming face.

See Ya Again Life doesn't last but souls live forever There's never goodbyes only see you later's

Message Enthralled by visions, splayed before my eyes. Graced messages sent, are from heaven. Enchanting songs, can be heard for miles.

Misty Showers After misty morning showers, plants towel off in the dawning sun. Leaving souls refreshed; bodies revived.

God Is... God is reflected, in the image of man, waning moon, and beasts of the field.

Follow The Petals bloody rivulets flow before feet carving reminiscent canyons deep; follow these trails to dearly beloved's warmed cheek.

Dulcet Tones The dulcet tones of yesterday rings in thine ears. As Angel harps are played within the clouds.

Quote When two mind's think alike, you can conquer miles of goals.

Can you Can you cast judgment, on those who have died, for in their written will, you've become ultimately denied? Can you cast judgment, on a simple minded being, for they can not grasp, the intelligent meaning? Can you, can you, please tell me, or are my questions, very unique?

Give Away Daughter Arm and arm I walk you down the isle, just one more time with my baby girl, I'm sad to say with pride though, that after this is over you'll be a woman. At the alter I turn you over, to a man I can say I'm proud of, and know that he will take good care, of my dear; once, little child. Thence the Priest does proceed, with words spoken from the Bible, well known scriptures he relays, and till death do you part. I wish you the best with all my being, may you enjoy these many years coming forth, also make me a proud grandpa, so I'll have a new baby girl, to hold close to heart.

Threads Of Thoughts Threads of thoughts, are adhered to the membranes, of my mind. Though sometimes, minuscule ones, are lost, within the realm, you can always follow the strands, to find them again.

I Wish I Could Tell You I hide my emotions from thee, due to abuse and turmoil. Silence was the way of my life, if only this you could understand. Please don't criticize me, for being, the way that I am. Prompt I love you, but I'll be damned if I let you know it

Lonely For Awhile Searching for a mate, across this vast land. Scents of pheromones, blow in the wind. All alone in this moment, but only for a while. This feeling, will come to close. A female shall soon be, within my embrace.

Praying Mantis With deadly pheromones, she lures an unsuspecting fellow. Unknowing that he will die, while they mate. prompt fatal attraction

Behind Armour Lies Bravery
The bravery of a knight, lies behind his armor. This shield of iron, protects his heart, from thy enemies sword.

People People come readily equipped with a brain, but not all of them, come with common sense.

Cast Away I cast my worries away, into this river of thoughts. Hoping I may snag a dream, as this day dawns. Pict Prompt Warmth by ~pomisiaa@ www.deviantart.com

Drifting Chaotic storms soon come to pass, wish them well as they drift away.

Bad Cat Bad cat, why did you try to kill, that poor little rat? He was so handsome in his, white top hat. You scared him away, now I won't get to see him dance anymore today. Now go to your room, before I sick that dog of our neighbors on you, Do you remember old Boom-boom?

The Og's There once was a dog that lived in a bog who had a friend that was a frog they loved to go for a morning jog in the fog in the afternoon they loved to drink grog then dance away in the afternoon smog with their friend the hog as they wear many pairs of clogs Then before bed they all played a game with pogs

Phenomenally Woman I am the scent every man longs for the breath of wind they inhale. I am the giver of life to all, though only a few I have made. I am the unquenchable fire that burns, within their heart of desires. I am the paramour, that most men, can not live without. I am the flower you want to touch but sometimes getting pricked with my thorns. I am a Phenomenal Woman, but still a child of God. http://allpoetry.com/contest/show/2383042

Boxes of the Past Mind holds pictures of memories, and heart the key to past loves; connections beyond the grave.

Falling Asleep I fall asleep gazing into the computer screen, it's time to go home but I'm stuck in this dream. Sailing away on the open sea, I am drifting along quite comfortably. My captain happens to bring me a drink, just before telling me were going to sink. At that thought my heart begins to race, then there's a gush of water thrown in my face. I wake up screaming in a terrible fright, and someone saying to lockup and goodnight.

The Seashore The seashore lies in a tranquil heaven. Lapping up the tenderness and affection, enjoying songs of love and gentle caressing.

I Feel Like A Rug Many a foot passed me by, never really saying hello. Sitting here so alienated, feeling very disregarded.

Winter Antiqued in rust, bathed in white. This old cycle, lies dormant. Old and withered, dehydrated on the vine. Raspberry sustains, the feathered friend. Boughs hang heavily, seeming to be asleep. This old oak takes a long winter rest. All waiting to become refreshed, for spring time brings chores.

Dotty Cat Dotty Cat, Dotty Cat why do you snore as you are sleeping there on the floor. How could you be so rude to awaken brother Sam as he was lying there silent as a lamb.

I Miss You Every breath, a remembrance, of your being. Every tear, represents the days, spent away from you. I miss you Son, and can't wait, to hold you once again./ My well still husband but ex to me has been keeping my son from me for a while. We found him though and the lawyers are working on it. I miss my boy so bad it isn't funny. My grandpa as well misses him dearly. He hasn't seen him but twice since my grandmother died. We are his favorite grand and great grandchild. I believe he does this for he is reedy, my son is a million dollar heir. When my ex's dad dies Trysten will be a wealthy little boy. Hell, I could care less about money all I want is to be with my Son.

A Butterfly is A butterfly is the ballerina in nature's realm. Dancing gracefully, upon wind's breath.

Speak Will Ya !! Tears of silence shimmer loud Acrid words escape under every breath Silent tongue dagger placed in my heart You speak not kind words and the silence is abominable A thousand tears bathe my eyes and silence hurts thine ears --Silence speaks a thousands words, having meanings of every kind. Kind words beckons tears, as well as harshness of tongues.

Destined Journey Sarcophagus, entwined in thread, of hopeful dreams. Landscape, not desolate, but blessed by hard labor. Pyramid lies, attributing, the universal realm. The Pharaoh, awaits steadfastly, for destined journey.

Gossip Hearts
gossip boomeranged stabbed by words hoping it returns eye for an eye

Life's Turmoils Daily grind Bills to pay Who's picking up, the kids today? Time clocks Short paychecks Oh My!! Forgot my specs. Football games Grocery store I hope he remembered, to lock the door. Car repairs Laundry to do When will I ever, get to see you?

Aged Wisdom comes, with etched lines. Chiseled raw, defining the years. Crows feet speak, knowledge earned.

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