Writings on Life, Love, Music & Whatever Comes To Mind
The news was bad the other day So were the results of my lung tests It seems I'm working with only 51% of capacity My cardiologist says “No surgery for you” “Your abdominal hernia will have to stay And your heart is still out of rhythm I'm sending you to a lung doctor To see... Continue Reading →
A great post by Robbie Cheadle on why she writes poetry, plus two very moving poems!
Writing poetry, for me, is an escape valve that I use to download my thoughts about situations and circumstances that cause me great stress and turbulent emotion. I have never been a person who wrote poems about beautiful things and nature, although I enjoy reading this type of poetry myself as I find it soothing.
My poetry is usually an outpouring of emotion, often fueled by my own inability to find a solution or remedy to a given situation. I express myself in words to release my anguish and I find it does work well for me.
Open a new door, the book of poems I wrote with fellow poet, Kim Blades, includes a lot of poems about poverty, corruption and the frustration and pain of life for many people living in Southern Africa. Kim’s poetry is like mine in this respect, although nature conservation and the threats posed by…
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There is no way to turn off your mind It controls you Consumes you Turns your world upside down And spins you like a cycle On a washing machine It's always on You can't turn it off If my words seem harsh It's because they are I can't control what my mind Has to say... Continue Reading →
In this make believe world I wander, wondering where I will find a safe place to land A place where I can read you Poetry by dead men I've grown tired of bright lights And cityscapes I don't want to be king of anything I want to shed my armor And breathe again I want... Continue Reading →
Today is my 75th Birthday. I thought it would feel differently but it's just like any other day. Nothing special. No Hallelujah Chorus, no fanfare, no standing ovation. Just a quiet awareness that I am now 75 years old. I've lived for three quarters of a century. Will I make it to 100? Hell Yes!... Continue Reading →
I gently kiss her forehead Letting my lips linger Hearing her soft moans The tip of my tongue Traces small circles Tasting her My arms hold her close I can feel her respond Her hips slowly pressing against me She can feel my love Wanting her As I kiss her cheeks The flame inside each... Continue Reading →
I can feel myself falling Knowing she is giving herself to me We both know it We both want it She looks at me Then looks down And whispers, “I am yours” I lift her chin and say, “I know” There is much to be given Much to be taken I pull her close Kissing... Continue Reading →
When the night was over And the darkness turned to light I blew out the candle And finished the wine I read the words I'd written, I put down my pen and smiled The Gods of Darkness Favored me last night The words had come so easily As I opened up my heart Words of... Continue Reading →
A beautiful poem by my dear friend Dorinda Duclos at Night Owl Poetry 😊❤
I wait upon the edge of time
Oceans carrying my thoughts
Beyond the places in my mind
Casting away memories
Written once, in rhyme
I wait upon the winds that blow
Lofting away with the clouds
And catch the colors as they flow
Lazily, ever lingering
In the moonlit glow
I wait upon the lilac skies
Surrounding, floating freely
And I shall wait forever more
Like the waves upon the sea
Calm against the sandy shore
While time still passes by me
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