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 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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clinged on for dear life and just wanted more
but past a few seconds it becomes a bore
i tighten my chin strap to bare down to score
but couldnt imagine the folding

meow said the kitty and arf said the dog
on the road driving blindly through the snow fog
i sought to enlighten but got stuck in a bog
i accept what i stand here a-holding...
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 177
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Posted: 2/26/2010 10:07:24 PM
i accept what i stand here a-holding..
was this dream that left me haunted
holographic images imposed on sky
people two inch high, lift my feet!
plastic swooping up all ..in some path
that left a field of cars driving nowhere.
at the end, I am exhausted, purged.
Dreams are a path to all that is everything.
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 178
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Posted: 2/26/2010 11:01:17 PM
Dreams are a path to all that is everything.
i play second base and left wing
rythym guitar and sometimes sing
there is nothing you thought that i wanted

dylan can write and all old souls are dead
i wish i remembered the things that i said
i dont hold no fears but there are things that i dread
there are ghosts in my closet i am haunted
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 179
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/27/2010 11:09:41 AM
what really matters is what we each deem fundemental or elemental
in my mind I pick through daily options like lint on a blanket
only to find that I have been running in the same old circles
freedom I cry into the wind of the east headed to the coast
to break the cycle of this boring routine that drains me
like blood thirsty vampires out to claim my soul for pleasure
I ride away with the forces of nature calming my weathered emotions
fly away dreading hauntings of yesterday into the promise of tomorrow
carry me upon the feathers of challenges yet to face into the sea mist
and may I smell taste feel live breathe the salt and sand blasting into my hair
able to clear my mind yet once again.....
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 180
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Posted: 2/27/2010 12:13:33 PM
able to clear my mind yet once again
from thinking through so much distortion
my life that has never really felt free
of all the illusion that surrounds me
creating confusion internally
wrapped up in a ribbon so tightly
distracting me from reality
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 2/28/2010 5:05:32 AM
distracting me from reality
are all the things endearing to me....
my two cats here alseep on me
watching the sun rise so beautifully
hearing the birds welcome the day
seeing the frost melt away....

ahhh....these are all part of reality
guess they distract me from responsibility
yet it's important to stop and to be
and honour the beauty that surrounds me
remembering right now there are so many
who've lost their homes and family....

and more will die with this tsunami....

while here am I in all this beauty
sitting and typing comfortably
part of me feels guilty
with a rising humility
for all who are suffering so deeply
wishing to help and set them free
from the horrors that have hit so completely
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 182
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Posted: 2/28/2010 8:42:08 AM
from the horrors that have hit so completely
to the romances they depict as reality
hollywood and bollywood keep raking in the dough
even blue rays haven't keep us from the shows

I see the glitter and dirt presented by TMZ
the hopes and dreams that build our fantasy
I try to ignore gossip splashed in supermarket rags
yet get caught up in water cooler sit-com tag

guess its the filler in the cracks of my life
veging now and then to smooth out some strife
mindless moments infront of the box
after the game I'll put on my socks
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 183
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Posted: 2/28/2010 9:17:45 AM
After the game I'll put on my socks
and displace all those little rocks
as the clock tick tocks tick tocks
play with my brunette locks
for I am a sweet sly little fox
that wants you to play in MY box
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 184
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Posted: 2/28/2010 9:35:44 AM
that wants you to play in MY box,
four corners of the evergreen wood,
a vigil begins, waiting, watching
for the mists of spring,
elements to a waterway,
to once again hear the song
my paddle sings,
and the loving cry of the loon.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 185
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Posted: 2/28/2010 9:49:45 AM
the loving cry of the loon
sweetly serenading the moon
as the canadian geese come flying in
making such a din as they land on the pond
taking in the evening's dawn
adding atmosphere to this lovers' lair
with their especially wonderful northern flair!
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 186
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Posted: 3/1/2010 7:34:26 AM
Caressed by joy washing over like a monsoon
a nervous laughter rose as we edged
that corner is squeeling smoke from my tires
trepidation spits time like a wedge

my foot on the gas with wind in my hair
the cart keeps screaming along
my buddies are feeling luck start to crack
maybe soon we'll be harmonized in song

It always was a kind of tradition
bard and trubidores telling the tale
some young dude on a mission of glory
so confident when he sets sail

time changes everything in the wink of an eye
or with methodical slow evolution
with a sigh some reaction transfers into posts
tragic ballad may become one solution
 fissionmission
Joined: 4/17/2008
Msg: 187
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Posted: 3/1/2010 8:36:17 AM
tragic ballad may become one solution
and the earth may one day succumb
to overpopulation and pollution
it's ever changing man whose numb
to remaining blissfully ignorant
and to continue on this way
is painfully obvious we can't
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 188
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Posted: 3/1/2010 8:50:56 AM
is painfully obvious we cant
I want to feel the crisp cotton caress me,
only for a quick dream longer
lie here in delight only you I shall see,
wrap your screaming lust around again
thundering upon our flesh as one,
a willing slave to desires wild call
before reality rings and we are done...
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
Msg: 189
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Posted: 3/1/2010 9:39:33 AM
before reality rings and we are done
let's light up another one
pass it round and before we're through
the light will shine on all of you
god's creation creating sensation
plant the seed across the nation
but know your limits know when to stop
can be a bad fall from way up on top
the wings you're wearing no bearing on air
fairly daring to wear them up there
the phlegm in the morning fair warning be it
a hack and a cough and a bad need to spit
clouds can enshroud so sing it aloud
let clarity lead to charity and let that wow the crowd
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 190
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Posted: 3/1/2010 11:36:11 AM
let clarity lead to charity
let that wow the crowd
smoke and mirrors disparidy
fogging creates a shroud
distractions in the refractions
it can disappear from plain sight
blunder in the thunder
they don't even put up a fight
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 191
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Posted: 3/1/2010 3:04:01 PM
they don't even put up a fight
for they know there's no wrong or right
because they can see it's all relativity
with no clear light in sight

here the clouds are blocking the moonlight
and rain keeps falling steady
we woke this morning to winter white
the boughs of the trees hung heavy
 Naturally_Me
Joined: 12/11/2008
Msg: 192
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Posted: 3/1/2010 9:30:26 PM
the boughs of the trees hung heavy
slumped shoulders with aged arms
holding snow, keeping the chill from the earth
but Oh! so tired.

Spring shall come
the arms will raise
with gnarled faces toward the sun
and reach out to welcome it
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 3/2/2010 4:34:38 PM
Look hard & look clearly for forearmed is forwarned
with eyes of purpose as royalty is adorned
for the time is coming to storm the gate
but when the oracle's ready it will be too late

to a world spinning fast we are but germs
that argue too much over taking turns
fouling off curveballs to see who learns
i hate that we cant beat whats fate

(nah- we can still beat anything if we choose. but to do so is another rant regarding acting together, world peace, green behavior and whatnot. better not to go there as the puddle of sarcasm spreads across the floor. you know that idealism in a vacuum is, um, idealism in a vacuum. not beating fate and rolling over is probably simpler. so god bless. im not).
 Naturally_Me
Joined: 12/11/2008
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Posted: 3/2/2010 8:25:38 PM
i hate that we cant beat whats fate
or make the bus when late
or win a heart that's turned to stone
or be happy with what's on the plate
So much easier to accept it
and pull the blanket over my head
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 195
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Posted: 3/2/2010 9:28:52 PM
pull the blanket over my head
I don't want to see the light
think I'll pretend that I'm dead
eyes closed pretending that its night

smashed the alarm on the floor
to quickly get back into a dream
the old one isn't there anymore
that can make you want to scream
 Windswept786
Joined: 1/5/2010
Msg: 196
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Posted: 3/2/2010 9:55:50 PM
that can make you want to scream
when all around you doesn't seem
to have a clue
what it takes
to find happiness
so easy to
pursue
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 197
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Posted: 3/2/2010 10:58:10 PM
pursue...
happiness is the last thing to be gotten
when all shuts down...one little eye
remembers what was lost.
Happiness is the final hammer
reminding you...
didn't get it, didn't get it, didn't want to.
 ...rosie...
Joined: 6/30/2007
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Posted: 3/2/2010 11:06:01 PM
didn't get it, didn't get it, didn't want to.
some things are simply silly
or the drama crap
or some type of distraction
i loved pee wees playhouse and
his secret word
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 3/3/2010 4:16:45 AM
anyone who cares to hear
can listen to all who share
a passion for the written word
some with humour, some absurd,
most with a deep honesty

feelings pass silently
flowing with energy
whispering quietly
yet opening courageously
for all who wish to see....

we are externally
what we choose to be
while internally
our light shines brightly
illuminating humanity
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 200
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Posted: 3/3/2010 9:23:13 AM
illuminating humanity
will help keep the sanity
reminding the opressed
not all is distress
if you clean up the mess
doing your best
feeling of hope
will help you cope
all won't be fixed in the world around
at least you won't trip and fall down
clutter now gone
the fungus won't spawn
so much dispare
gone with care
to improve your position
without a physician
it just takes a bit of time
clearing clutter from the mind
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