| Sunshine
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:01:04 AM | ~~~~~~we interrupt this thread to slap the OPs hands~~~~~~
you are INCORRIGIBLE!!!!
Actually, I liked it better the first time....... but it, of course, should convey what it is that YOU want it to say.... Nice, either way...
**** oh , geesh...... this goes to the top of a page!!!****
ok...... the thread can now resume normal poetic writes....... | |
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| Sunshine
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:05:34 AM | | thanks again Huck...I kind of thought the same thing...the first is easy and simple...thanks for the input...Happy Trails...Damn I'm late for work. You know I'm just kidding about what I said. :) | |
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| Sunshine
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:11:44 AM | for everything thought said
for every sparkle in the eye
for every taken breath
there is a glimpse of truth
and with that truth
i hold ever so dear
especially
the truths
i want to hear~ | |
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| Sunshine
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:17:26 AM | Wow!!!
especially
the truths
i want to hear
someone told me its what we weave in our mind...best to look from the outside looking in...*Riv says as he is scratching his ass*
Well customers, your lawn will get mowed if these damn ladies would just leave me alone....Happy Trails Rose | |
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| Sunshine
Posted: 9/6/2008 7:25:54 AM | leave me alone
he says so stern
I have work to do
dont you have butter to churn??
but the truth is that
I like your company
so I linger and I look
for a new epiphany.
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/6/2008 10:57:51 PM | Hello,
I have no poems but my ex sent me these. First poems she has written in over 30 years.
....Creativity....
My ideas are murky
Like water that puddles in the bottom of an abandoned well
Confusion lingers
In the cells of my brain as it swells
I am caught
Totally smothered in thought
Imagination struggles to explore
What my awareness has wrought | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:01:31 PM | ..Jewels Of A Time Long Past..
Jewels of a time long past
The lure of your beauty still lasts
Though buried deep in the sand
You are still a treasure to man
Storms come
Ravaging your hidden sanctuary
Waters gently carry you to shore
Exposing you
Hunters come and gather you up
Placing you in plastic cups
Your destination is not clear
Perhaps displayed on a desk or mirror
Regardless of the intended site
Your splendor still shines bright | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:11:47 PM | .....Fear Is The Heart Killer.....
Fear is the heart killer
Haunt's you like a storybook thriller
You clench your teeth, and you fall down and weep
Fear insidiously seeps into your soul so deep
Harboring fear is not a majestic game to play
For it will sink n it's claws and there it will stay
Fear is all consuming
It laughs at you while you lay there fuming
Your silent screams add fuel to the fire
Eating away what was once a sacred empire
Warrior you are, be prepared for your demise
For fear's battles are not so nice
Woe to you who become so ensnared
For fear will eat you up without care
Your heart first must learn to speak
To fight this battle that makes you weak
Fear in its glory will rule your life
Tis sad we must all endure its slice
Bury deep all those irrational thoughts
Remind yourself of all you were taught
Rise up and rejoice
There is a way to win
For to be weak is not a sin
The answers all lie within
Your are the warrior whose battle's been won
You have the right to have some fun
Go, awaken and partake of life
Filled with knowledge, love once again has ended your strife. | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:18:55 PM | .....Today I Play.....
Today's my day off
So many things to do
Perhaps I should pick one or two
A smorgasbord full of choices
Which one should I choose?
What should I do first?
What should I do last?
Why not just let things wait?
Why not I say
As I contemplate
Leaning my body against the garden gate
The flowers look fine
In this double lot of mine
The grass really doesn't need mowing
It hasn't even started growing
The paint on the house where it is falling off
Can't it stay that way for just another day?
Would it really be so bad?
Would it really make you sad?
To save these things
Which have no immediate importance
It would be such fun just to play | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/6/2008 11:26:05 PM | .....Under The Hemlocks.....
We laid under the hemlocks one summer day
Talked of Life
We had so much to say
We were young then
Our emotions ran free
I held you and you held me
You were my King
I was your Queen
Ours was no ordinary fling
It started raining
A soft drizzle through the pines
You said don't worry
Everything will be fine
We continued to lay there
Lost in what we could share
Our clothes became damp
We didn't care
Time stood still for us
No hurry to get on the bus
Now that we are older
We realize how precious that time was
Our thoughts have grown bolder
Our lives have changed
Summer 1976 | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 1:08:11 AM | Shari...thank you...these are such deep meaningful writes...Riv... thank you for sharing these on here...  kind regards to you both...tranquilrose | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 2:53:38 AM | riv....did she write them all or are some yours?..
either way....
such depth...
thanks for sharing..
rosie. | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 4:46:11 AM | Mornin,
Tranquil Rose...Your welcome. I will thank her for you. I read some of your poems to her...She loved them.
Rose....Hello....Shari wrote these in less than an hour on post it notes, Tuesday morning while washing dishes...But she has been up at night a lot lately with a lot going on. She wrote six more and I will post them when she sends them...Boy it sure takes the pressure off me coming up with a poem....
"Fear is the Heart Killer"...She wrote that in memory of her Dad...She was a Daddy's girl and he was a Scott. He was a marine during WW2 and fought the long battle in Iowa Jima...He always would tell her to never fear anything and the mind could conquer all...So true until she met me....haha | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 7:51:34 AM | Two more just arrived by email...Thanks Shari...keep it up
First is about our son....
Second about some bum of a guy... | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 7:56:10 AM | .....Trees.....
It's quite daunting, don't you agree
To watch your child climb a tree
That maple is not very sturdy
His clothes are getting so dirty
Look
The limbs on the tree are breaking
The arm he's holding, I hope he's faking
More branches and more leaves are falling
Why do I stand here stalling?
My hearts in my throat
I feel like I could croak
What would I ever do?
If next I saw a shoe
My anxiety is out of sight
He'd better be holding tight
Finally he's coming down
My smile turns into a frown
His jeans are torn
his hands are a mess
I gave him a kiss, I must confess | |
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| Shari's Poems
Posted: 9/7/2008 8:05:05 AM | .....Chaos Reigns Supreme.....
Rays of sunlight sparkled across his face
As he lay sleeping in his favorite place
An old sofa tattered and torn
The arms broken, the legs shorn
His body was all sprawled out
His lips were in a child like pout
What are you dreaming my faired haired prince?
Thoughts of the wash needing a second rinse
A loud snore rumbles through the house
Suddenly the cat pounces on a mouse
Chaos is reigning supreme
Out supper is burning I'm getting mean
Whatever happened to two is a team
The dog is barking someone is here
I just spilled my beer
The children are fighting
Please stop that biting
The house is a mess nothing is done
Who said it's okay to go out and play in the sun?
Another snore fills the air
I'm ready to pull out my hair
Do we have any coffee?
Where's the cream?
I'm getting ready to scream
From the front room I hear a roar
Or could that be another snore?
Running through the house
Wiping spots off my blouse
I stagger into the room
Just missing the broom
Standing there is my man
Turning off the fan
I hear him say in his quiet way
Honey, Its okay
I've got everything under control | |
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| Can't I get a Word in Edgewise
Posted: 9/7/2008 8:11:06 AM | .....Big Brain.....
She always asked me why I sleep so much
when I am laying on the couch
I told her when you have a brain as big as mine
and think the big thoughts I think of all the time
you need to rest it a lot to recharge the mind
*Ever see a Scot get mad? | |
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| Cold Stone Walls
Posted: 9/7/2008 4:26:58 PM | beaten brows
with your whip
there's a crack
on the cliff
you will fall
laughter will follow
canyon walls
echo your sorrow | |
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| drunk
Posted: 9/7/2008 6:13:05 PM | drunk on gin.
drunk again.
so high
i feel
a need
to hold on.
i'm gone.
alone,
i'm one.
when i'm gone
i'll have won...
...think i'll have another one.
© 1994 truthinsight | |
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| drunk
Posted: 9/8/2008 4:58:35 AM | Thanks Truth....Know the feelin well...Fading memories....thank God....
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| Panhandlers
Posted: 9/8/2008 5:03:10 AM | words arranged like traffic
on Sacramento streets
the rhyme congested
and released
like a jazzy beat
from L. A. | |
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| What a Crappy Day...What a Crappy Night
Posted: 9/8/2008 5:39:54 PM | Man its a quiet night
boringly slow
discustingly dull
and dreary
cold rain
signalling a change
of long nights
spent in the factories
standing by your machine
staring at the walls
and blank faces
mirrors and mirrors
and mirrors
and mirrors
and mirrors
as time ticks away.
hi my name is Tom
but you can call me Riv | |
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| Huh?
Posted: 9/10/2008 4:32:09 AM | i can't talk in riddles
tired of playing that game
i would rather walk in puddles
before i go insane
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| Huh?
Posted: 9/10/2008 4:40:51 AM | ((Morning Riv))
Let it rain today
so I can play
and look up to the sky
find the clouds
and ask out loud
where do you go when your day is done? | |
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| Huh?
Posted: 9/10/2008 4:45:00 AM | they float so freely in the night
catching dreams until the light
Top of the morning Luck...Sunny here...Late start yesterday...today I will pay... with ll hour day...Happy Trails | |
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