Plentyoffish dating forums are a place to meet singles and get dating advice or share dating experiences etc. Hopefully you will all have fun meeting singles and try out this online dating thing... Remember that we are the largest free online dating service, so you will never have to pay a dime to meet your soulmate.
Show ALL Forums  > Poems And Quotes  > The Dog Pound for Kittens      Home login  
Joined: 7/29/2015
Msg: 449
The Dog Pound for KittensPage 31 of 36    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36)
I wouldn't say lost
just a new found,
kinda like old keys
in the dog pound,
opening other doors
under a blue moon,
finding there is room
for yet another tune :)

time for different music is all
Joined: 7/29/2015
Msg: 450
The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 8/8/2015 10:30:02 AM
deep within my heart I feel no defeat
in my step I trip its to my own beat,
cob webs there are many hiding within
mingled along with thoughts of hidden sin,

how do I wash me from the inside out
the tears do not work as I sit and pout,
the dirt remains fresh as I dig inside
Harley tires sink as I rev my ride,

there aint no traction here inside this place
as I wind up falling flat on my face,
tis when Im down I find there is some light
lifting me on out when I stop the fight,

back on pavement I can feel the rumble
reminding me that we all do tumble,
sometimes all this girl needs is one good ride
on a horse of steel I love to abide~

Joined: 7/29/2015
Msg: 451
The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 8/19/2015 8:52:47 AM
my beautiful babies sure did grow fast
from breast feeding to wearing roller skates,
songs of their childhood I dreamed would last
quickly turned into their very first dates,

wiping tears had a different meaning
when broken hearts took much longer to mend,
and on my shoulder they weren't leaning
as they made their own rules that they did bend,

I wish I had more time to hold them tight
or leave faint pink lip stick upon their cheeks,
now I think of things I did wrong not right
getting older while hours turn to weeks,

I cherish memories they do remain
with hopes of some new ones I may gain~
Joined: 7/29/2015
Msg: 452
The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 8/21/2015 12:20:39 PM
"There a tear in my
cause Im for you dear,
you are on my lonely mind"

~Johnny Cash
Joined: 11/29/2015
Msg: 453
They come and go...
Posted: 2/24/2016 11:01:46 AM
the upside down slide
isn't backwards anymore,
as my soul has little left
it is content to bore,
all the words posted
in many threads before,
cannot compare dearly
to what I once wore,
old amour is left aside
I now wish for more,
exposed to the light clearly
there is much at the core,
while thoughts keep running
as much grief does pour,
introspection is a byotch
and the world is her whore~
Joined: 12/5/2014
Msg: 454
view profile
They come and go...
Posted: 3/18/2016 10:02:45 AM

Broken down inside
No place to hide

Hoping against hope
Sliding down a slippery slope
Without tools to cope

Doing my best
That is all I have left
Joined: 4/29/2016
Msg: 455
They come and go...
Posted: 5/3/2016 10:46:24 PM
we are never broken darlin'
simply badly bent,
sometimes what we need
is a good vent~
Joined: 11/2/2016
Msg: 456
They come and go...
Posted: 11/26/2016 7:44:36 PM
sometimes we all like to fly
inside an uncomfortable dream perhaps
thinking our psyche can control the outcome
when indeed its upon wings once broken
that cant quite bear the weight of our heart
for it has grown too heavy with grief
hidden so well by human flesh
that sometimes we choose to forget
our feet are firmly planted on the ground
Joined: 11/2/2016
Msg: 457
just the kittens are left
Posted: 11/30/2016 12:01:29 AM
you just gotta go with the flow
tapping into the source while its there
never questioning what why or how
just accepting what will be will be

but when the mind over thinks
all kinds of conclusions are jumped
making the truly simple so complicated
that craziness leaks into life

remember to breathe... just breathe...
no one wants to handle anyone else's nuts
that isn't for pleasure only...

you're welcome :)
Joined: 12/5/2014
Msg: 458
view profile
just the kittens are left
Posted: 2/20/2017 6:32:17 AM
Tides of life

My prayers have been answered
And I'm now a mess

My father passed away
February 8th, 2017 is the date
My mother passed away
June 3rd, 2016 is the date

One after the other
Mother and father

Feeling empty inside
Rocking the waves of high tide
Like a piece of driftwood
Joined: 2/2/2017
Msg: 459
just the kittens are left
Posted: 2/20/2017 2:21:00 PM
carved forever
in your heart
the dates
your loved ones
did depart
no more hellos
no more hugs
empty embraces
tears of love

my heart goes out to you
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 460
this tigress is still here
Posted: 12/19/2017 8:26:15 PM
the roar is quietly humming
among the tall weeds in the meadow
still green from the last good rain
wondering when the sun shine shall glow

purrfectly awaiting adventure
or for another victim to lurk hiking through
but the pouncing of yester year now seem dull
as contentment creeps into a good nap instead

it seems to me that everything comes to an end
even when we don't want it to have a beginning
life works out that way like it was planning on it
kinda like breathing ...
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 461
The Cat's Meow
Posted: 12/21/2017 10:11:19 PM
my mind pretends its the Indy 500 or some kind of loop
that wants to speed around in an endless thought pattern
but the starting line is faded and I lost it in a dream
along with the checkered flag forgotten and dusty

it just seems crazy to me sometimes during mid winter
how I can recall the tiniest details of these childhood holidays
down to the patterns of paper carefully taped with bright red bows
and the feelings of complete joy when I would finally open them

then I can barely remember your face when I loved you for so long
or the look in your eye when the girls were born as you held them
its almost like the flame that burned for so long left charcoal
and the stains are left on the knees of my jeans from cleaning ashes

insomnia is a mother fvcker when it comes to playing games
how memories pick and choose when they will appear during episodes
like some old black and white generic television show on a free web site
its just there waiting to be viewed in an archived file someplace somehow

well I say the heck with this noise if I'm going to have to be awake
I might as well plug myself in like a computerized robot
and watch a program I want to see like a good movie to laugh at
so here I go off to the races and its not going to be anything NASCAR
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 462
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 12/22/2017 1:04:00 PM
missing you during the holidays Brawn-
you made me smile during the Euro snobbery
of never ending family dramatics,
by reminding me I'm not one of them
I'm one of us :)

Merry Christmas my dear friend, where ever your soul resides...
Joined: 3/8/2007
Msg: 463
view profile
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 12/22/2017 1:49:07 PM
He is dearly missed....
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 464
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 12/26/2017 3:40:13 PM
when sitting quiet alone in my room
surrounded by old things from childhood,
cobwebs I would like to sweep with a broom
from inside my mind if only I could,

of Harley's gone into yesterday past
the Calvin Klein jeans that just will not fit,
those boyfriends I loved I knew wouldn't last
leather chaps worn through by pavement I bit,

of all possessions I managed to keep
there is but one I will always hold dear,
no one could look into my soul so deep
to understand why I cherish it near,

it is a piece of card board you once gave
with your phone number in my heart engraved~

missing you always, love is FOREVER
keep baby Carter company...
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 465
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 12/27/2017 9:11:32 PM
hey you over there in the suit you bought on sale
yes you in dire need of airing out even your language,
have you ever discovered what an iron actually does?
or do you believe in simply drowning in after shave?

I find your smart phone is much more entertaining
and has quite a bit more to share than stale conversation,
I'm sure the girl over there has even heard every single line
that you have on instant let me repeat I am successful,

highly ambitious you might be at all but relationships
people aren't as disposable as your newspapers yanno,
but you're so completely dressed with yourself
all ready to rock and roll into any setting Mr. Handsome,

too bad for you we all know your number there darlin'
cause that sweet lil' sugar pie just wants your baby,
and you might just be stupid enough to let that happen
cause guys like you only know cha ching and so does that girl...
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 466
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 12/30/2017 6:21:37 PM
well its almost New Years and here we go
shall I walk over there or you come here,
doesn't matter to me my sweetest bo
just as long as you stop saying yes dear,

I made vasolopita just for you
from my grandmothers recipe we love,
topped with almonds and powdered sugar too
like its been baked by an angel above,

lets watch the ball drop all snuggled up nice
cozy with a fire to keep us warm,
nothing too fancy for us will suffice
simple living is our happy norm,

no need for the cold of a NY night
sitting here together always feels right

Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 467
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 1/1/2018 6:04:46 PM
I remember that old tenement building
you lived in after you came through Ellis Island
the huge apartment that took the whole top floor
your Aunt and Uncle once owned back in the day,

it had a run down produce stand on the street level
that they ran together when they got married
till he passed away and I don't remember how
it was across from the Port Authority,

I recall the black and white octagon floor tiles
and the subway ones halfway up the walls
in through all of the narrowest hallways
with the closet toilets that had a ceiling chain to flush,

I could hear voices through the transom's
as I was very careful not to trip over any deep cracks
that building was very old indeed and it scared me
cause it was a very bad part of town back then,

it was an incredible feat to climb to see her
as my cousins an I raced to the windows
only to look down at the lines of taxi cabs that waited
the size of match box cars and people like ants,

we all swam in the giant kitchen bathtub like a pool
after the counter top was set down next to it
while the women folk sipped Greek coffee
remembering when it was used for the laundry,

how you made my aunts laugh as you told them tales
we pretended not to pay attention but clinged to every word
while the old woman who was grandma's sister
held a wood spoon and reminded us not to get the floor wet,

the crystal door knobs and brass hinges gleamed
as the sunset was a reminder it was time to leave
after bathed with homemade olive oil soap
and stuffed with European sweets and tea,

I miss you mom and those that are gone to heaven
and those subway rides to visit were you lived
how you would tell me stories about the hardships war
only to remind me to be thankful for every good thing,

well mom I am still thankful to be born American
to have clean food clean water clean clothes and a clean bed
to have a roof over my head and a nice safe place to live
but I am grateful to have had a survivor of a mom like you :)
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 468
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 1/6/2018 9:30:43 PM
she sat not so quietly in the corner
almost to be heard without being seen
kinda like to blend into the back ground
that it really didn't matter who was around

faint glimmer of polished imperfection
faded perfume barely remained a linger
smudged eyeliner made a smoky eye look
as scribbled notes filled pages in a book

the room was poured into like a coffee cup
hot steamed vapor pressed through paper
as some gasped to listen intently upon the walls
so full it spilled boldly into the halls

the professor was not soft spoken as others
neither calloused nor wrinkled by time past
but the combination of what was to be stated
before moments frozen among the elevated

how some captured thoughts and feelings
and provoked great revolutions of ambition
through simple realities spoken aloud
in this America the land of the proud

and then it happened she finally sprang to life
a response so long awaited they all knew
it would get her all along if taken chance
to make mere words that moved and danced

the poetry class heard bits of alphabetic music
on that day when words finally met voice
and the deciphered scribbled notes that flew
from inside a woman's heart that grew

as many fell silent and listened to her written story
in effortless meter and rhyme it hit them
like fresh warm spring air after the winter's cold
with passionate pictures of memories bold

of good childhood friendships lost in life's moves
rekindled through unexpected connections years later
now bringing love to knock upon the front door
as joined hearts awaited for more...
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 469
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 1/13/2018 8:17:33 AM
of all the horror left inside my head
I might never find relief in my dreams,
the ghosts within will haunt me till I'm dead
while sewing myself again by the seams,

keeping it together is a sentence
for those who do not know devastation,
sometimes my smile is a false pretense
as I mask memory visitation,

it is through faith in God alone with might
I overcome these tribulations,
prayer to set down for a quiet night
through spirit spoken articulations,

may I wear my helmet of salvation
till home with the maker of creation~
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 470
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 1/24/2018 3:36:08 PM
today I wonder will it go away
its been visiting for far too long now,
reaching deep into my flesh like decay
without a rhyme a reason but a how,

Ive been here in bed wishing for a steak
knowing there will be no A-1 in sight,
tired of canned soup hoping a break
sleep wont come soon enough for me tonight,

I'm running out of those little white pills
that seem to make this bearable today,
recovery is making me quite ill
surgery pain with my body I pay,

I am humbled by the simple things yes
as my body lies here in a big mess...

(I'm a pain in my own booty- hemorrhoid surgery blues...)
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 471
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 2/1/2018 8:14:28 AM
I remember when this place was being built
as a small child I loved the story circle
it had a cool light show on the ceiling inside
and could be closed off all the way around
with an accordion type curtain enclosure

there were large moon chairs with stereo's
turn tables inside of cylinder little tables
my dad would bring me and let me listen
to any records they had I wanted to play
while he would nap in one of those moon's

there is still art work on display downstairs
from artists all over the NY area
some doesn't appeal to me but mostly good
I had some of my stuff reviewed once
but they didn't pick enough pieces for a show

this is the library so it has to be child friendly
no nudes no violence no vulgarity no whatever
I guess a lot of my stuff then was pretty raw
especially my black and white photography
unlike the tranquil water colors spewed as of late

evolution of the soul is the best way to describe it
just got asked by my neighbor if I wanted a review
at this point in life I don't feel like being on display
I don't create art to live like I once did I simply live
and if I create its a good day :)
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 472
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 2/18/2018 7:22:47 PM
you walk in fire it calls your name
wishing to consume all that is
its knows your secret desires
tattooed upon your forehead

don't you know there is a spring
of living water to quench thirst
if only you sought a cool drink
that has already been paid for
Joined: 10/19/2017
Msg: 473
The Dog Pound For Kittens
Posted: 2/18/2018 7:42:58 PM
time to say goodbye for a while again
might our Father in heaven bless everyone
with his love grace mercy and kindness
each according to their needs
in the name of his Son Jesus Christ~
Show ALL Forums  > Poems And Quotes  > The Dog Pound for Kittens