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 WeAre1
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on to brighter things...Page 5 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)
dear tropical e,
you don't know me
but for some reason
i was sitting here reading
these pages last night
and could see how it seems
you're not free
and it was troubling me....
then today these thoughts
came to mind......
sometimes it seems
the best ammunition
for this condition
is to do nothing
and refuse to react.....
then the energy
with no light
to ignite
just fizzles
until the spark goes out
and it gives up the fight......
sending you peace tonight

edit: forgot to say, love your beautiful haiku!
 grizzerman
Joined: 7/4/2006
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on to brighter things...
Posted: 10/13/2008 3:33:07 PM
the creepy ones are not allowed
please hear these words step from this cloud
another thread,your name on top?
cause harassing angels has got to stop
trust and faith is what lives in here
not tormenting or the spreading of fear
negative's not welcome so run along
in your ugliness i hear no song..............................
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 442
on to brighter things...
Posted: 10/13/2008 3:33:32 PM
lovely WeareI...hey Grizz! love the write!

Earth wind and fire
I call you!
rise, gather the force of unity,
bring the power of Nature to bear
upon the stage of struggle,
Come almighty spirits,
join the circle
of prayer
for healing!
 transcend
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on to brighter things...
Posted: 10/13/2008 10:39:14 PM
those that reach a point of knowing enough about themselves
to trigger the cascade of gestaltic explosions, could care less
about what differences lie between people

all of us travel our own stumbling way sharing in a general sense,
only a beginning and end. In every other way we are ahead ,
behind or alongside any random human..

It isnt about you to me or me to you
its about where you were and where you are
get that thought down to bedrock

it gets easier to not only step over the $hit
but also to keep the shine.. with the right light
we all glow
 transcend
Joined: 1/13/2007
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Autumn Clean Up
Posted: 11/2/2008 9:47:01 PM
somewhere there is clarity
or so we are told
a clean and clear look at everything
Distilling and defining are at odds
since naming and dismissing
gets abused by those
too shallow to seek more than advantage
too weak to wait

we fill our mind with beauty
nobility in spirit , wonderous we envision
clearing clouds to taste the essence
to become what we consume
or choked by poor choices
defiled by selfish selections
we spiral down into
living on the ground

dirt as a diet suits the worm in us
as well as it suits the worm
though do we still squirm
when we feel the hook
 transcend
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Posted: 12/11/2008 8:22:38 PM
Listening to an argument of limited brillance
tied up tight within a small box
I wonder at the happiness
blinders bring

It isnt from feeling superior
who can really afford that arrogance
the rickety piles of facts we lean against
wobble way too much to stand thru every storm

so how do we decide what counts
thinking confined and consistent
a place where every fear is defined
countered prenaturally, without fail

or do we stand willing to grow into
the solution for chaotic problems
arising from accepting that new knowledge
brings new pain

see, we can discuss religion
though i might get pissed enough
to poke out your eyes
if you fail to see that the first new fear

is of you
 Jason Nigrelli
Joined: 11/5/2008
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Posted: 1/6/2009 12:40:45 PM
earthbound
tied and gagged
by a disinterested world
i foment revolutionary thought
in the air that i still manage to breath in and out
the only freedom allowed to me
this air is all that's left for free
i can't speak or move
the earth is covering me in short gasps
the stones are smooth
i think i'm going home at last



( I hope you don't mind that I borrowed some words...)
 transcend
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Posted: 1/25/2009 7:11:39 PM
more than any memory of a moment
assurances shared to soothe
whatever value placed upon a time
shifts as viewpoint flies from face to face
lands on the pen you hold and use
spitting words my way

i could refuse to listen
speak or not , just pretend
whatever i did doesn't matter enough
to get me past ennui
does that anger you past disinterest
satisfy your need

sometimes its enough to know that despite
looking calm, im hiding a fountain of fury
inspired by you , waiting to be unleashed
lurking beyond sleeping eyes
and slow measured moves
passion doesnt need that inspiration

old habits hurt
 transcend
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Posted: 1/27/2009 11:15:04 PM
thanks E.. but spooky is about as good as it gets...

I lost my sister, eldest of the six.. she never could see past a high
a pic of her at 13 was so pretty, an empty page of promise
within a few months..with child and married
an older man , chances for a different life traded
without understanding

She never made it past 36, a body wracked by neglect
but wonderful to me, saved me once..
snuck behind my Dad's back,called 911
peritonitis , a leaky appendix ,
no more than an hour or two left..either way

when my sister was gone, her kids became my Mothers mission
to once again send her love, to remember in the hardest way
every day, seeing her in them and dealing
then a knock on the door and a surprise
a face that looked so familiar but unrecognized

The laws in Tennessee were changed
an adopted kid could seek her real mother
even in the backwoods of Morgan County
in WW2 , a young man had known my Mom
left her with child, then found his fate

She had other children to feed and food was so scarce
a friendly doc made it an easier choice to let her baby go
when the time came so did second thoughts
that first cry convinced her and she changed her mind
the doc lied, told her her baby died, she mourned and moved on

Thirty three years later my mother answered that door
still grieving for her eldest
and found the gift that sometimes we get
the small joy that comes with the pain
she welcomed my new sister..home again
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
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Posted: 1/29/2009 1:19:57 PM
We walk among the trees,
and listen................
only when the trees bend
will we hear............
but until then
listen.....................
only then will you know,
what to listen for.

Nature will only teach,
the willing student!

congrats E...your heart must be twice as big! For there is more to love.
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
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Posted: 1/29/2009 3:00:52 PM
Beautiful, beautiful words from a gentle loving heart!
 Brizo
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Posted: 1/31/2009 12:02:16 AM
I'm a fan of your writing...and your remarkable personality...

licking the bowl

you don't feel the chain til it yanks
returned or spurned
remember, give thanks
that you can give love
join the ranks of sentient beings
oh, you might get burned
still holding your feelings
there's no guarantee
so give them away
shake the last pleasure
from the folds of the day

LS 01/04/09
 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
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Posted: 2/3/2009 8:41:26 PM
I came to bare my soul
in silence,
mimicking the mime
in sleep,
performing the ritual
of a wake,
all the while, trapped
in a white linen forest,
momentarily snow blind,
hanging my dirty laundry
for all to see,
as I struggle
to escape this
silent existence,
this box of words
called life!
 transcend
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Posted: 2/4/2009 2:43:37 AM
i fight a terror living in my daughters veins
it brings a madness when denied
without warning accusations
Bizarro world of opposites, where every truth is now a lie
to keep the lie alive

How do you reach for the drowning
if all they offer is just enough
to keep their head under
long enough to find a way to not believe you
when you try to live the truth

blindsided is an understatement
when everything you have done for them
was really done just for you,
or so the fire in her body tells her
to make selfishness the family way

to die
 da5thletr
Joined: 7/21/2008
Msg: 506
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Posted: 2/5/2009 9:42:08 AM
Long Distance Love Affair

i am flap jacks to her crepes
anchovies to her caviar
i foam
with the acrid stench of hops
she sparkles
with the aroma
of smooth skinned fermented berries
promising destinies swirl betwixt us
{reach out}
while societal eddies disconnect
and redirect us
we are within arms reach
and i can taste her touch
{just please... reach out}
yet, her reality is not mine own
so our division is fortified by leagues
overwhelming stretches of remoteness
coated in loneliness
her kith and kin would never accept me
my existence is nonexistent to her
though she peers at me nonchalantly
or, rather peers through me, wraithlike
she passes me, simply walks by
i reach out from a crowded sidewalk
my fingers faintly brush the back of her hand
ecstasy radiates within me
the princess and the pauper
never to know one another
i watch the sea of pedestrians
devour her whole
{REACH back}
while i am regurgitated
back into the vortex
rejected

i wont forget you
i can not
the love affair will continue


just at a distance
 WeAre1
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Posted: 2/14/2009 8:50:47 AM
a haiku for you on valentine's day.....

heart shapes in your eyes
sending in all directions
loving rainbow skies!

on this day of love - let's be the most loving to our Selves!
(and anyone else we wish to :)


 WeAre1
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Posted: 2/24/2009 4:57:12 PM
A life that is both loving and kind
can be what makes living divine
a treasure chest overflowing
with all that keeps us glowing

And if one can be forgiving
and forgiven too for all that we do
that would be truly wonderful
for no one can be loving and kind all the time


written last October...
thank you, dear one, for such warm thoughts.....please know, as written here,
no one is gentle and kind all the time, least of all me! :)
also, i must confess, your valentine haiku i sent everyone, for i was working that day,
but next year (if i'm still here :), i'll try and make them more individual.....
ahh, sounds like a new year's resolution and intention...perhaps i should start writing them now! (smile)
 WeAre1
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Posted: 3/1/2009 8:27:27 AM
ahhh...loved your last two posts, especially the one above the heavenly comedy club...really well written of your wonderful vision!
now you're on this subject, thought it might be ok to post a long write from 12.1.08 that came out pretty choppy, but was inspired by another's sharing their vision of heaven...."loved the 'Last Station'....powerful writing...can tell it took you on a journey to write it....
makes me wonder"....


If there were a last station, for me,
one where we really went to or back to,
our garden of eden or heavenly kingdom,
I imagine it would be not altogether
so terribly different than yours....

Only I can see in my imaginary fantasy
woods and oceans and streams and gardens
of such magnificant beauty, as you wrote,
quite overwhelming to me on some level,
and yet exactly as I can see
the most exquisite beauty possible

If there were a last station, for me,
that was this heavenly, I imagine
there also would be my friends and family
going back as far in time as is possible
and also going forward too....

All gathered to welcome me home
for I think in eternity is all those
we've loved and who have made
an impression on us in our lives
and travelled with us forever....
So to have them all there
in one place would be truly heavenly....

To realize every single one
even those you thought you had hurt
and you thought could and would
never forgive you or me in all eternity...
to realize they are there
with the most loving expression
and heart feeling you could ever
be so blessed to be with...a great healing....

So heaven for me would be
to realize all of life really was a dream
a set, a play, and we all played our parts
so very well, so unbelievably well,
we forgot we were acting....

If there was a last station, for me,
it would have every single pet
I've ever had by my side
even briefly.....home with me
again, finally.....

And it would have every single
baby I've ever been mother to
and were with me, even briefly,
home with me again, finally.....

And it would have all my mothers
and all my fathers and all my
sisters and brothers, all my
sons and daughters,
all my teachers,
and all my lovers......

Somewhere in my heavenly fantasy
my thoughts lead me to almost imagine
my family would actually be
all of humanity there with me
dancing and playing music
loving and laughing
hugging and crying
drawing and writing....

And mostly, as I walked around
and greeted each one
as they greeted me
the love surrounding us all
feeling it course through us
both seeing the source
and also being the source
would be utterly and completely
astounding to me.
 transcend
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Posted: 3/5/2009 9:28:36 PM
The past never means to paralyze , its only the flow
of scene after edited revision of choice driven scenes
unravelling before we even get to pretend that its too pretty
to deserve the title truth and yet we do like to try

painting without numbers cannot look worse
than never getting it...its our brush or our mess
abstract or surreal its the sum of all impressions
priceless only to you , worthless to the dust we become

til we rearrange and rewrite and remind ourselves
as long as we breathe..we can do better
or stop
 WeAre1
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Posted: 3/7/2009 5:27:36 AM
^^ wow....very powerful with so much truth and love your last line!


country air breeze stirs glistening leaves
as sun streams golden coral light on all
in the distance can hear the ocean
crashing on the shore
calling me to bundle up against the wind
to go and see and walk there more
locust trees bend as the wind rises
creaking sounds where they touch
hearing a woodpecker drumming
as the wood breaks down against its thrust
and where the snow has been so long
a patchwork ground began to show
finally today the grass is seen
through which the daffodils grow

 best kept secret
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Posted: 3/28/2009 6:11:18 PM
Amazing writing Tropical....


Enjoying poetry

My mind is a canvas
word brushes
paint my thoughts
 transcend
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Posted: 4/12/2009 5:50:11 PM
once the ego has been sent packing and the small signs of life squashed
suddenly we face the one we cannot escape , what is most real is revealed
thats when the face we show is unlined by uncertainty, past truth torment
as pure and fine as spirit can be , muse without mystery.. just you or me

fine work hummingbird
 transcend
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Posted: 4/13/2009 7:39:42 PM
most of all i miss the ground-
- down feeling that the reason for commiting has been lost
we must have mattered long enough to want more..once
training touch to feel it was right
Being alone gives you no way out, no one to blame or leave
any throne you take stands above the deeper quiet
clearly you hear those voices well enough..you know who they are
gods or demons wrestling in the night
the ones you listened to once ,that cling to the crevices and speak
born of elemental energy ..immortality matching yours
deeper than you are now, but not as far down as you have been
thats where you left them, blind to change - deaf to sight

you make your own voices..
have you heard enough to listen?
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