Poetry of Life

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2011-09-09T14:30:00.000-07:00

"A Translator's Nightmare" by Dick Davis (poetry reading)

2011-09-05T16:40:00.000-07:00

I liked this poem very nice "A Translator's Nightmare" by Dick Davis (poetry reading) by SpokenVerse on Youtube.

My new site: Poetic Words For the Poetic Mind

2011-01-26T23:25:00.000-08:00

Come all poets to a Social network for every thing poetic, were you can share photos, videos, and make a blog, groups, and forums, about poetry, and famous poets. Come on in sing up and become a member become part of my poetic family. Home - Poetic Words For the Poetic Mind

The beginning

2010-06-28T07:43:00.000-07:00

stares shouting a cross the sky, leaving a trail of dust

memories of a long ago time when the earth was young,

and life has just begun, every living thing has a beginning,

big or small, it well ones be something so amazing you

want believe your eyes what you see

my waking minds dream

2010-06-28T07:39:00.001-07:00

You are there when I open my eyes to the morning light, holding me titer then my mind allows. I cherish these moments of warmth, and safety, behind your angel like wings giving me shelter from the cold and hunger, I see you with my day dreaming eyes, I dream of you before I lay my head on my pillow, but in my own mind your always there to provide me my waking minds dream.

The Older We Grow

2010-06-28T07:37:00.000-07:00

As life grows and withers from age, you find the meaning in your own life that you were looking for since you were a child. For the older you grow the more you know and the more your eyes see like children swimming in life’s sea of wonders. Growing is the only thing that our bodies know. But yet there is a journey and only you can choose which direction you will go.

My Own Decision

2010-06-28T07:30:00.000-07:00

"I have lived my life to the beat of my own heart, no one can tell me witch way to turn or witch road to take it is my own decision, I may make mistakes along the way but I will learn from my mistakes, I may turn on the wrong path but I always have a choice to turn back a round and start on the right path were I was in the first place. I see the world as a play ground in witch I have a choice in what slide and swing in witch I will play, these are the moments I learn from because every slide and every swing goes in its own direction."

Mountains

2010-05-03T09:07:00.000-07:00

High above the cloudy day, chilly winds blow, and every mountain has its day, changing only every century. But only under the surf us, mountains a bound in spring, flowers all a round no more snow no more winds blowing. These mountains become a glow when the flowers begin to grow.

My book

2010-04-30T10:00:00.000-07:00

I wrote a poetry book on Bookrix.com please anyone if you like my poetry read my book, thank you.

My computer

2010-02-18T06:54:00.000-08:00

I set here at my computer waiting for it to load, I really Like my computer it takes me pleases were I can not go by train, or by plane, these please are rare, I can go to outer space, or in amassing places like the deepest oceans from UFOs to rock and roll, to the pleases like Facebook, My space. There is also Twitter, there are so many sites. I can not Waite to see what is next, for technology is amassing and is constantly changing.

The world I see

2010-02-08T11:16:00.000-08:00

Ones I saw the world I see being developed in its own tragedy. going were no world should be dyeing on its way meeting its own gravity.Should the world I see tell stores of war and it's own great tragedy. or should it tell how beautiful this world is to see to remember that all I see is beauty standing in front of me.

Mind of Confusion

2009-11-13T12:23:00.000-08:00

I can only imagine what is lurching in my mind of Confusion. for the thoughts that lurk behind the mind of a dreamer is confusing to those who try to understand their words they speak.

Meadow of Dreams

2009-11-13T11:43:00.000-08:00

I love to walk in the meadow of dreams, with my bear feet picking up earth as I go along . The smell of rain as I run for cover in the forest of reality, in my reality I understand the animals, that rome the forest, I can hear chirping in the trees that surround me. I hear rushing water, and birds chirping, calling for their love. fresh smell of the soon to come rain. all of the flowers are waiting for the first taste of the sweet tasting rain, to help them to grow and bloom.

The Criing Bab

2009-09-25T16:08:00.000-07:00

Well He ever close hes eyes with tears coming down his cheeks , he only smiles in his sleep. He fights his sleep, he fights tell he can't fight no more. finally he drifts of to sleep.

The Place is Your's

2009-09-21T17:16:00.000-07:00

One day love comes softly with salver sandals. and took our hreats away. Hearts well always seek hearts, and love well come to those how give. You are my love, my friend, and my for ever Valentine. Love develops deep with in your self. It grows and is constantly changing for all the times I never saw the things I should have, I thank you for all the times you understood. Our deepest feelings never token a way for they live in words unspoken. In some long ago time softly and from affair. I loved you and yet you never new. Some meeting are fashioned by chance ours was a gift of just. You are my dream, I am glade you are in my life. There is a place I run to when I am scared or lonely, I wounder if you new the place is you? Thank you for sharing my hopes and hurts, I wish you love to hold when you fell empty and about to cry. When I am afraid each time I look at something I've loved knowing the difference love makes to our hearts. and I know then I know now how lucky I am when your in my life. I remember the Little things and times we have shared, that made me happy. Thank you for each and every moment you've given to me. our hearts are full of threshers untold My sweet.

2009-08-23T13:14:00.000-07:00

This was on the desk were my mom was playing computer games

Your Fingtips

2009-08-22T17:05:00.000-07:00

Your name is on my lips the soft touch of your fingertips like the sweetest tasting win. Your hands are big but so soft to the touch. You gently touch my lips with your soft fingertips. and I fall into bliss

Vows

2009-08-22T17:03:00.000-07:00

Red lips, soft fingertips, the breath of beauty in her eyes. You can see cloudy days are on their way. Once there was rain falling on her vows soaking in words that have no meaning. But yet she goes on with her wedding.

The Place is You

2009-08-22T17:00:00.000-07:00

You are my friend, my love, my forever Valentine. Love develops deep with in you, it grows and is constantly changing. For all the time's I never saw the things I should have, I think you for all the time's you understood. Our deepest feelings never taken away, for they live in words unspoken. In some long ago time softly and from afar I loved you and yet you never new. Some meetings are fashioned by chance ours was a gift of just. There is a place I run to when I m scared or lonely, I wonder if you know that place is you? Thank you for sharing my hopes and hurts. I wish you love to hold when you feel empty and about to cry. When your afraid and need someone to hold, I wish you love to hold and love forever.

The Path of life

2009-08-22T16:55:00.000-07:00

The path is strate but long and nairow, the birds sing thier summer song of pease. The childern lagh and play, the sun forever shines, the thorns rip and tear at my clothing and hair. I try to push them away but they steal scratch and tear, I have been walking it seems forever down a path that never ends, but one day when I am tyred I well reach the end of my path and start a new.

That Like a Seed

2009-08-22T16:54:00.001-07:00

The human soul is that like a seed; it struggles until it it's the bit of light it needs to grow and blossom.

feel in silence

2009-08-22T16:48:00.000-07:00

It's easier to think out loud then to feel in silence, when you feel inside people close to you feel for you. Thinking out loud is easier because your use to your feeling being silent for so long that saying what you feel hurts more then keeping silent.

Don't

2009-08-22T16:43:00.000-07:00

Don't fall in love with me.Don't look at me like that.Don't kiss me like that.Don't whisper in my ear.Don't hold my hand.I now its hard to understand But my heart belongs to another man.

Art is in the artists Hands.

2009-08-22T16:36:00.000-07:00

Art is in the artists hands, turning color in to art of the promise land, we all wish we had these hands, but its a gift that can't be taken in by any hands. They need to be artists hands, all different colors even have a flow or tone but look at the beautiful promises they have for me and you..

Growing

2009-07-11T09:09:00.000-07:00

As life grows and withers from age we find the meaning in our own life that we were looking for since we were children. For the older we grow the more we know the more our eyes see like children swimming in life’s sea of wonders. Growing is the only thing that our body knows. But yet it is a mystery to those who suffer from ailments that will take their lives some day. Some will live out their life and not even know that life is shorter then they expected. Because the human race is greedy and picky with how they live there lives.

Beauty

2009-05-04T13:57:00.000-07:00

Beauty is only skin deep. No perfect skin for blemishes and aging skin is in. No more warring about red spots , black headsand pimples, and wrinkles for the person within is beautiful outside and within.

Love is to Me

2009-04-09T13:12:00.000-07:00

Love is to me as warm as a burnning candle Love is to me as bright as a sunny day love is to me as a cool breeze through the trees love is to me a smile that brightens up the cloudiest days love is to me like a boat drifting on a summer breeze love is to me all of these wounderful things love is more to me then any cool summer breeze

Loves Footprints

2009-04-09T13:10:00.000-07:00

Love leves footprints in the sand. Love makes the sesons of your heart chang. love is soft and quiet, like dew on the grass, and trees. Love is like the wind you can't see it but you can fell it.

Little Things

2009-04-09T13:08:00.000-07:00

Who knows of little things, the poor, the sick, the dying, do the angels know of little things. The poor have the streets, the sick have their beds, the rich have their money, and the angels have God. So are you rich, poor, or sick, or are you one of Gods angels. The little things in life are the most important in life’s journey to beggar things.

Sun of Hope and Greed

2009-04-09T13:06:00.000-07:00

The sun will set. The sun will rise Tomorrow will be Another day, the sun Will set the sun will rise But only in Gods eyes, He hears our cries Our prayers of Hope and greed But we know when The sun sets it will raise To greet another day

Takeing All Of Me

2009-04-09T13:05:00.001-07:00

My hand take my hand, my life take my life, my heart take my heart, my breath take my breath, my eyes take my eyes, by taking all of me I know that you love me.

Love

2009-04-09T13:03:00.001-07:00

My love is forever yours My love is blind My love is a river My love is a runaway child My love is a worm embrace from my mother my love is kind my love nows no time when you say these words to your self it well show you that love comes in many forms and it lasts forever

Moments

2009-04-09T13:00:00.000-07:00

Each time I look at something I’ve loved knowing the deferent’s that love make to our hearts. I know then how lucky I am to have you in my life. I remember the little things and times we’ve shared that made me happy, thank you for each and every moment you gave me.

Mother Earth

2009-04-09T12:58:00.000-07:00

Mother earth sighs as she open's her eyes Behind the blue of the sky were the stares Shine as she opens her hands to reveille The moon she keeps the planet's all in tune

See Through the eyes

2009-04-09T12:56:00.000-07:00

Come see through the eyes of the stares come lesson through the ears of the falling rain come drift through the softness of the clouds come frolic through the grass with the deer can you fell how God is near

The way you understood

2009-04-09T12:54:00.000-07:00

For all the times I never saw the things I should have, I thank you for all the times you understood. Our deepest feelings, never taken away, for they live in words unspoken, In some long ago time softly and from afar I loved you, and you never new. Some meetings are fashioned by chance ours was a gift of just. Thank you for sharing my hopes and hurts. Thank you for all of the kind words that touched my heart.

Live and breath poetry

2009-04-09T12:47:00.000-07:00

Poetry is in my heart and soul, I live and breath the writen word. I dream of what I can be in my own eyes. what can come out of these hands of mine. I see the words that could be mine that these hands have writen over time, I hope they will write much more over the reast of my life.

Poetry of Life:

2009-03-19T09:03:00.000-07:00

spending my golden years in Newyork is my dream

2009-03-17T07:19:00.001-07:00

I love Newyork!!

I love the city and people and Newyork has all of that.

2009-03-11T12:25:00.000-07:00

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Who I am

2009-01-19T11:10:00.000-08:00

I am a dreamer of dreamers I am a wisher of wishers I am a thinker of thinkers I am a weaver of my own reality I am a friend of many people I am a child of my own mother and father and that's who I am

Life is Like Wine

2009-01-19T11:07:00.000-08:00

Life is like wine you take it from the vine It taste so sweet so fine. It gets better with time

what Is a Friend

2009-01-19T11:04:00.000-08:00

What is a friend what dose it mean when you say your be friends forever A friend is someone who well take your call in the middle of the night when you can't sleep A friend is someone who fells for you when you hurt but their not A friend well never hurt you when your down A friend well be there when you fall to pick you up and bandage your wounds and best of all a friend well thank God they have you for a friend.

Listen to Your Heart

2009-01-19T10:57:00.000-08:00

Listen to your heart it well tell you the truth When you see him do you get butterflies in your stomach or do you just think of his face Listen to your heart it well tell you the truth For the butterflies could be your lunch coming up from thinking of his face to much so listen to your heart it well tell you the truth It mite tell you something you don't want to hear.

Good Morning

2009-01-19T10:54:00.000-08:00

Good Mornings are important they welcome the day They say how much we love to see the sun rise Its the way we greet the day or say hello

End Less War

2009-01-19T10:52:00.000-08:00

What is it that we have to fight a war that well never end A war that well never know peace the only thing it knows is death.

The Sweetest Tasting Win

2009-01-19T10:43:00.000-08:00

Your name is on my lips the soft touch of your fingertips like the sweetest tasting win Your hands are big but so soft to the touch You gently touch my lips with your soft fingertips and I fall into bliss.

Sunrise

2009-01-19T10:39:00.000-08:00

The sun silently

ran through the

darkness and became

the sunrise, and the silent’s

was broken by the sound

of the birds greeting the

morning light.

In silents I loved you

2009-01-19T10:32:00.000-08:00

In silents I loved you but you never knew From afar I watched you imagining me and you together forever

Time well pass

2009-01-18T08:43:00.000-08:00

Time well pass this fellings wont last we have intell never intell we fade into the past AMANDA SHELTON