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Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 476
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend. Page 20 of 42    (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, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42)
I feel like I got my first gold star in kindergarden all over again! It means alot, thanks.
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 477
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend.
Posted: 2/4/2006 4:09:42 PM
Heres a smiley face sticker too.Youre a star student/poet hehe
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 478
After a while you learn
Posted: 2/5/2006 7:36:31 AM

I did forget to put "Author Unknown" on the poem "After Awhile" and I apologize. I have never posted another person's poem on here so I totally spaced. I was actually posting it here to inspire someone through a very tough time.

Kblgal... I'm complimented that you enjoy my poetry and I absolutely offer them for you to use however you wish.
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 479
Posted: 2/5/2006 8:03:43 AM


A late night call, an open door
How could I ever ask for more?

I know we've fought, you take the blame
The part I played can cause me shame

Sometimes I watch your hate grow strong
You find a way to make me wrong

Our love's at risk, for this I'll fight
Can we forgive and make this right?

A bridge to cross, is it too far?
Let's meet halfway without a war

You say you can not trust our bond
We'll grow too close, we'll grow too fond

I wish that you could learn to trust
Before our love turns into dust

Why can't our love help you to grow?
You're not a Loner, this I know

You say our love scares you away
Why can't our love help you to stay?

My love for you, it has no range
No matter what, it will not change

The joy you bring into my life
Is worth some pain & shame & strife

I'll wait for you and guard my heart
I hope that we won't grow apart

I'm here if you should ever need
A Fan, A Lover or a Friend indeed.

There is one thing I know is right
To save our love, it's worth the fight


Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 480
Posted: 2/5/2006 12:37:07 PM
^^^awesome poem luuv2:) I know not putting the authors name on the poem meant to inspire someone was not intentional.Your writes rock!Have an awesome day kids,kat
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 481
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/5/2006 9:01:28 PM
Amazing~beautiful imagery:)Thanks for sharing and visit anytime,Kat
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 482
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/6/2006 7:13:12 AM


When I look in your eyes, so clearly I see
Two of you there, One that yearns to be free
But the other desires to know a safe place
To experience love with compassion and grace

You want me to lead you through that special door
And allow you to act from your passionate core
You desire to break your old heavy chains
Without any restriction, to be free once again

To drink deeply of lust with a long searing kiss
Tasting our ecstasy with freedom and bliss
In your heart and your mind there still is a place
To feel totally loved, to accept this embrace

To indulge in these feelings and step into the light
And surrender your freedom with growing delight
To open your spirit to dreams and desire
To step out of yourself as our love takes you higher

To know that my heart reflects the Love of a Friend
To have someone to join with again and again
To feel totally safe, released from your past
Move beyond who you were, enjoy freedom at last

So don't fear this love, you can always be free
Come take my hand, you can always trust me
I can honor your feelings with love and respect
We'll both enjoy freedom & our hearts won't get wrecked


Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 483
Going Home
Posted: 2/6/2006 7:31:27 AM
I left at the doorstep my kingdom and throne
the things that I once ruled, the things that I owned
once way back when I lost sight of me
and it nearly killed me, I had to get free
now just a peasant strolling the street
I delight in the joy of the people I meet
walking stick scepter I hold in my hand
while walking more freely, learning to stand
Im going back home to the place I belong
that place in my heart where once I was strong
no castle with mote and chambermaid then
simply a smile thats shared with a friend
tho houseless not homeless I live inside me
now that I've learned what it is to be free
eyes still yet sleepy embracing the view
of life in its fullness as I journey with you
content to my fortune and biding my time
till eyes see their future, which once were so blind
ever increasing with each passing day
my soul is delighted to have it this way
I know there lies more in store down the road
but for now I have shaken part of the load.
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 484
Going Home
Posted: 2/6/2006 10:36:56 AM
Hiya kids:)How are ya?Seems my entire town is snowed in,so I decided to catch up on some reading:)Separated~I dig all of your groovy writes.Nice!Luuuv2~Beautifully emotionally expressive write from you as always...Have a wonderful day yall.Thanks for visiting!Kat
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 485
Where the hell is my damned fork
Posted: 2/8/2006 10:59:09 AM

Too funny

Curlie cue Im seeing you
laughing at the things you do
Readerle I must confess
a similar unhappiness
we meet in here and pass the time
in simple verse and sacred rhyme
no rules no contest no debate
just post your thoughts
we'll contemplate
and then we'll go and walk some more
beyond the closing of this door
a glint of sunshine in our eye
because your life dropped on by
chocolate cake or sleepless night
together helps make all things right
silly crutch? or heartfelt care
doesnt matter, it gets us there
so spill a verse or silly noise
you are girls and we are boys
in playground made of hidden thought
a little pleasure here is bought
simply in the things you do
dont doubt no more, you know its true
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 486
Where the hell is my damned fork hehe here ya go :)
Posted: 2/8/2006 12:25:35 PM
Kblgal~I totally dug your spiffy writes..."Where the hell is my fork?" There now youre all set...just incase it drops ya go Thanks fo droppin by:)readerle~Hiya:)Everyone is welcome here.Im so happy you decided to post your write here.I really enjoyed reading it and I would love to see more Separated44~Thanks for bringin a ray of sunshine to this forum today.That was cute Have a groovy daykids,Kat
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 487
Where the hell is my damned fork hehe here ya go :)
Posted: 2/8/2006 1:03:50 PM
Sunshine from the man of rain
clouds departed happy again
pardon when the mood's awry
Im not yet done that kind of guy
smiley face today indeed
I sit in F-150 steed
again in parking lot to watch
so that this job is not botched
but take a moment maybe two
to send a little cheer to you
it is delightful when I see
that you have caught a smile from me
wish that all my days were thus
maybe one day there'll be no fuss
today I dont care to think of that
I've left the chair whereon I sat
tossed inside and dont know why
with smiling friends when I would cry
you help me almost every day
win myself, and Im glad today
I laughed a bit to read the posts
I cant tell which I like the most
off to play a little more
I run to find another door
kisses on the foreheads then
for all the women who are friends
handshake for the gentlemen
I cant wait for Doc to spar again
silly times I love them all
when friends again come to call

Hope y'all had a great great was work, and brutally rough today getting everything worked out so that we could proceed and make sense in what we accomplished, dunno if we succeeded or not, but we are further along. There's so much silliness that seems to show up in things at work....I dunno how people keep their jobs sometimes two minutes talking three days becomes four hours and everyone is happy do be doing their thing...I guess Im well suited for the position. LOL enough already, time to go play some more....waiting for the gas company to turn on the heat to the building brrrr
Nothing more can be done but to wait on them to show up....well, there's always the show me what you got playground....I love that little game of tag

Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 488
Posted: 2/8/2006 1:49:21 PM
Peach fuzz hair and giggles there
so wondrous to behold
amazing to believe its true
I was one now Im old
cutest grin that lets me in
and holds him on my knee
spittle drool and giggle fool
I tickle you a bit
and as you chuckle and you laugh
you loose a little spit
but bib and jammies make it so
that its ok to laugh
and play some more
with you on floor
before you get your bath
what do you see
in eyes so small
that wander through the air?
Mission angel hidden now
to keep you in its care?
how precious baby do you know?
your value more than life
and happier the man who has
your mommy for his wife
stinky poop and plastic scoop
and flanel everywhere
I wish I had a hundred more
to give out all my care

There is no more pure delight in this world than a happy baby, and no greater joy in accomplishment than to soothe one in its pain. As I watched my son grow into a young man it was a passage that I loved, but there will never be a memory so fond as watching him rock himself in his little carry chair flinging his feet in rythm to get it rocking. As a single man in my younger days, the biggest delight for me at church other than the reason for the gathering, was those weekends when I worked in the nursery. Now that I am approaching single again it will likely become a mainstay. At least for now it is one more reason to quit smoking for sure.
Joined: 2/6/2006
Msg: 489
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/8/2006 9:26:14 PM
Holy cow!!! There are alot of talented people in here...And I fancied myself a poet, well, here is one. But before, much props to all you writers in this thread, inspirational, absolutely inspirational!!!

A Warriors Prayer

Before I bring my sword to bear,
I send with these words on breath of air,
To keep me in her heart,
Beyond the wild blue skies,
And grant to me the inner peace,
To see her in case of dying eyes.
Beyond this hapless mortal coil,
I promise and pledge, to do my toil,
Beyond the point where dragons dare,
Where even the Unicorn remembers death.
Keep me in her heart,
Even after my last breath,
And give to me, my lovers breast,
So she will know I fought my best,
My final words on breath of air,
Shall be for all around to hear,
All the things I say,
All the things I do,
Are nothing compared to the beauty of,
Loving you.
Joined: 12/28/2005
Msg: 490
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/9/2006 8:38:41 AM
I love this poem Sef! You are some special guy with alot of talent. I hope that one day we can meet and I would love to read all of your poems! These are so awesome! You are really a great guy that will make some women very special again someday keep up with all the good work. With Lots of Love Tiff
Joined: 12/27/2005
Msg: 491
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/9/2006 7:00:39 PM
Getting my feet wet by diving off the deep end.


The pyres blaze
From bridges burnt
The soul cries out in madness
For thoughtless days
Of lessons learnt
The spirit screams with sadness
Cursed and reviled
For innocense
The heart shrieks out in pain
Eyes of a child
In ignorance
Dreams never to attain
Lost to time
Out of place
But never without hope
A minor crime
To lose face
And with cold fingers grope
Timeless end
Naivete a joker's hex
On the mend
Cursed by the "fairer" sex
Joined: 12/27/2005
Msg: 492
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/9/2006 7:18:41 PM
Ohhhh...the water's cold


Just beyond my private realm
Lay worlds I may never see
I'm a prisoner of my own device...
I sought to set me free
I built tall walls around me...
Distractions to keep at bay
I only wanted to be free...
It's not turned out that way
Perhaps it comes not from within
This freedom that I sought
Perhaps it all a bill of goods
That stupidly I bought
Many years I built these walls
I built them strong and true
They don't compose the hallowed halls
I envisioned walking through
The methods and the craftsmanship
With perfection as a goal
Now seal me from companionship
I've built my own black hole
The tools of this construction
Are now beyond repair
I must begin destruction
I must gasp for fresher air
Alone with only pen and ink
I must destroy these walls
Upon solution I must think
Until the last one falls
I hope that I'll still recognize
Parts of the other side
I imagine the roads are rougher now
It'll be a bumpy ride
If this pen and ink can dissolve the stoney face
I'll try freedom on the other side
And rejoin the human race
Joined: 11/18/2005
Msg: 493
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So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/10/2006 7:42:54 AM
That is so sool nightwriter,... it really flows off the tip of your tongue!
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 494
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/10/2006 10:48:07 AM

Frustration runs thick over me
Like cold, dark molasses
I feel my stomach clinching scared
Like a batter on deck with the bases loaded and 2 outs

This holding pattern I’m stuck in
Feels like LAX Airport on foggy standby
It’s long, tedious and crazymaking
With no close end in sight

My head is filled
With self doubt and confusion
Will I make the right decision?
Or forever question my own judgement

My heart cries out for happiness
But there is safety in waiting
Filling this emptiness takes fearlessness
And to feel full takes a brazen leap of faith

We never know which decisions will succeed
But to vacillate only lends itself to more self-doubt
Will I succeed, will I remain alone, am I enough?
To jump in now is to know the present, but never the future

But waiting allows destiny to take its course
And waiting allows other’s the time needed to make their decisions
But waiting is like a dark, encompassing void
The unknown never sheds much light on the present moment

I’ll sit and ponder and try to remain positive
I’ll hope that my decisions are made from a position of love
For love is a positive light to hold onto and a beacon in the dark
And I must say, it’s always been worth the wait to feel love


Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 495
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/10/2006 11:18:42 AM

Sometimes when something
Takes so much effort to make it work
You gotta pay attention to the signs
That it’s time to let it go

Some things will consume you
Take all your energy and effort
And no matter how much you try
It never seems to work

Ya gotta pay attention
To the things that make you tired
The things that sap your energy
While trying to make them happen

The things that are meant to be
Happen naturally and easily
God doesn’t intend our lives to be hard
And the gifts he has for us are easy to receive

We make it harder on ourselves
When we put so much effort into fruitless endeavors
If we put effort into things that work
Success comes naturally and easily because it's meant to be

I just gotta let it go…

but it’s never easy


Joined: 12/27/2005
Msg: 496
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/11/2006 7:27:00 PM
Great writes Luuuv2Laaaf..."I Gotta Let It Go" struck pretty close to home.Thanks for your comment Dashance...glad you liked them. Here's a couple more.


I'll never fall in love again....I won't
....Too late
I'll never let anyone in my head again....I won't
....Too late
I'll never again be a romantic fool....I won't
....Too late
I'll never be hurt that bad again....I won't
....Too late
I will not always love her....I won't....I won't
....Too late....Too late


The devil stands smiling
In innocent disguise
On street corners
And in dark alleys
Peddling his poisons
Fools stand in line
Like kids in candy stores
Oblivious to the pain
Despair hovers over them
Like a malignant cloud
Spewing vile,putrid toxins
On minds and hearts
Enslaving souls
Destroying hope
Shattering dreams
Altaring futures
They know of no antidote
Yet they return for more
Certain pain-filled death
They're blinded to the harm
Quickly seen and felt by others
The cloud becomes a killing fog
Enshrouding the dying
Those who could help
Turn a blind eye in fear
The devil stands smiling
Waiting on fools
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 497
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/11/2006 9:11:39 PM
Bravo yall!Keep em comin,Kat
Joined: 12/27/2005
Msg: 498
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/12/2006 4:58:35 AM
Wonderful writes Baroness and Puppetz69.Here's another of mine...I hesitate to post it because it is another of my looong ones.I don't want to bore anyone,but it seems it takes more lines to express myself sometimes.If it's too long,I'm sure someone will let me know.Anyhow...


Just a stroll down a sun dappled path
The morning breeze stirs the trees
Invigorating the living
And resurrecting the dead
The path leads really nowhere
But it goes to where I need to be
To follow the twisting,winding course
Unwinds and brings stability
I drink of nature's nectar
And drunkenly shed burden's weight
I inhale nature's beauty
And am more alive with each step I take
The vastness of complex simplicity
Awe-inspiring at the least
Humbling...yet intriguing
This simple woodland path
I love to stroll in early morn
As life comes back to life
And early morning spangled light
Illuminates the world
There are no words which can describe
The reverence I hold
For the beauty all around me
And the hand that created it
I try to take a diff'rent path
Each time I take this stroll
There;s so much more 'round another bend
At the end there's always hope
When the path has come full circle
And finally,I'm back where I began
I'm eyes are opened
And I am whole again
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 499
Posted: 2/12/2006 5:00:35 AM
Fortitude fretting foreign fears
Peaceful prayers polling ears
Hopeful hearts having healed
Requesting reasons be revealed
Fighting fate fiercely faced
Seeking substance to replace
voids in vision, voids in rest
minds make missions of simple tests
summer sun to winter winds
the vigil's end when hope begins
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 500
To be or not to be
Posted: 2/13/2006 4:54:56 PM
To be or not to be
it is quoted all the time
to live as one that is set free
it is the vision mine
to be is not debated
whats not to be is dealt
what will come we never know
but we know what we felt
and if in time of feeling
we find that we do not
then its time to question
the feelings that we've got
understood the meaning
nothing really hid
it is for simple gleaning
this silly rhyme I did.
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