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Poetry Name Game
2 years ago

Hello Everyone,

Let's play a poetry name game:

I will post a poem and the last letter in the title of the poem has to be the first letter of the next poem posted for example if I post my Poem Life's Journey then the next poem that gets posted the first letter has to start with a Y...

Feel free to post the words to the poem it doesn't have to be your poem HOWEVER AND THIS IS IMPORTANT if you post someone else's poem please give them the credit by posting written by:so and so. If you don't know who wrote it then always put Author Unknown this prevents copywrite issues......Have fun.......

Life's Journey
2 years ago

Life's journey is long
but you can't go wrong
if you follow the path
the Creator has mapped.

Life's journey is full of rocks
that block our way
but each one has a 
message to convey.

Life's journey is full of heartache
at times you feel you're
burning at the stake
but make no mistake
the Creator's love is greater
than any heartbreak.

Life's journey the Creator is part
and has been from the start
so give way to what he's trying to say
and you'll never be led astray.

Written by:Carlene Delk

2 years ago

You Make Me Happy by Kristina M. When I saw you today,
I got so happy,
All I wanted to do,
Was talk to you.

When you said hey to me,
It made me so excited,
You mean to whole world to me,
If only you could see.

I would die for you,
Do anything to be with you,
To have you in my life,
Everyday and every night.

Youth's Spring by Dante Rossetti
2 years ago

On this sweet bank your head thrice sweet and dear I lay, and spread your hair on either side, And see the newborn wood flowers bashful-eyed Look through the golden tresses here and there. On these debatable borders of the year Spring’s foot half falters; scarce she yet may know The leafless blackthorn-blossom from the snow; And through her bowers the wind’s way still is clear.

But April’s sun strikes down the glades to-day; So shut your eyes upturned, and feel my kiss Creep, as the Spring now thrills through every spray, Up your warm throat to your warm lips: for this Is even the hour of Love’s sworn suitservice, With whom cold hearts are counted castaway.
2 years ago

Gaia’s Revenge

Arrogant species 
Of insatiable appetite 
Mindlessly devouring Gaia’s turf 
For no reason save 
Willful Ignorance 

Arrogant species 
Of unchecked worthless breeding 
Willfully befouling Mother Earth 
For no reason save 
Bloated Ego 

Arrogant species 
Of gluttonous unending demands 
Cavalier exterminator of Gaia’s precious habitats 
For no reason save 
Raw Greed 

Arrogant species 
Of bloodied hand and mind of ice 
Callous assassin of Planet Earth’s sacred diversity 
For no reason save 
Supremacy’s Empty Fame 

Arrogant species 
Of stupidity’s rewards 
Wanton destroyer of Life’s Humble Celestial Abode 
For no Outcome save 
A Doomed Destiny of Dinosaur Acclaim 

Arrogant species 
Of neglected soulful purpose 
Singular architect of global chaos 
Awash in disgraceful self-indulgence 
Mockingly awaiting 
Gaia’s Certain Revenge 

--C.G. McGovern-Bowen

2 years ago


EEveryone Push me again. This is the end. I can't take this anymore. Why do I even bother? I am all alone. All my friends are gone. They all deserted When I became hated. It's the same old song. I know that nobody Has ever loved me Cuz I'm hated by everyone. I taste the venom of your hate. Everyone has somethin' against me. Your insults only irritate The hate inside me that want's to lash out at you. You think you're funny, What do you think it's done to me? When you decide to instigate, One day I will retaliate. Why is it that you hate me? I haven't done anything to what I see. I guess it's just you follow the crowd To go and bring me down. Author's comment: I believe you would know the meaning of this poemVERYONE

2 years ago


Evening Star Edgar Allan Poe

'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile

1 year ago

Rainbow Blues

My anger, a shade of red.
blood streaked tears
and cherry blossom fears.

My passion, a shade of orange.
cozy winter fires
and loves burning desires.

My happiness, a shade of yellow.
lazy spring meadows
and daffodil's aglow.

My jealousy, a shade of green.
pine scented winds
and jaded sins.

My love, a shade of blue.
dreamy ocean eyes
and starry skies.

My dreams, a shade of indigo.
midnight cries
and angel lullabies.

My sorrow, a shade of violet.
stormy weather
and peacock feathers.

My emotions, a shade of rainbow.
peacock hues
and rainbow blues.

© 2000 Karen Davies

1 year ago


Some Clouds Steve Kowit

Now that I've unplugged the phone,
no one can reach me-
At least for this one afternoon
they will have to get by without my advice
or opinion.
Now nobody else is going to call
& ask in a tentative voice
if I haven't yet heard that she's dead,
that woman I once loved-
nothing but ashes scattered over a city
that barely itself any longer exists.
Yes, thank you, I've heard.
It had been too lovely a morning.
That in itself should have warned me.
The sun lit up the tangerines
& the blazing poinsettias
like so many candles.
For one afternoon they will have to forgive me.
I am busy watching things happen again
that happened a long time ago.
as I lean back in Josephine's lawnchair
under a sky of incredible blue,
broken - if that is the word for it -
by a few billowing clouds,
all white & unspeakably lovely,
drifting out of one nothingness into another.


1 year ago


Sleep, baby, sleep,
Our cottage vale is deep:
The little lamb is on the green,
With woolly fleece so soft and clean-
Sleep, baby, sleep.

Sleep, baby, sleep,
Down where the woodbines creep;
Be always like the lamb so mild,
A kind, and sweet, and gentle child.
Sleep, baby, sleep.

1 year ago

Path Of Peace By Paul Mc Cann

Peace is an easy path to tread
Peace is where our fears are mislaid
Peace is beginning to restore
Peace for each man, woman and child
Peace for the troubled streets gone wild
Peace is for the old and the young
Peace in the end will overcome
Peace builds trust into a lifestyle
Peace is a friendly open hand
Peace is a place to understand
Peace in the end will overcome
Peace is for the old and the young
Peace is a legacy to leave
Peace is when we don't have to grieve
Peace is and end to all the hate
Peace is why we negotiate
Peace for all the victims of war

1 year ago
Night William Blake

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm.
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.

When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.
But if they rush dreadful,

1 year ago

This was a Poet

This was a Poet — It is That
Distills amazing sense
From ordinary Meanings —
And Attar so immense

From the familiar species
That perished by the Door —
We wonder it was not Ourselves
Arrested it — before —

Of Pictures, the Discloser —
The Poet — it is He —
Entitles Us — by Contrast —
To ceaseless Poverty —

Of portion — so unconscious —
The Robbing — could not harm —
Himself — to Him — a Fortune —
Exterior — to Time —

Emily Dickinson


1 year ago
The Ecstasy John Donne

Where, like a pillow on a bed
A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest
The violet's reclining head,
Sat we two, one another's best.
Our hands were firmly cemented
With a fast balm, which thence did spring;
Our eye-beams twisted, and did thread
Our eyes upon one double string;
So to'intergraft our hands, as yet

Was all the means to make us one,
And pictures in our eyes to get
Was all our propagation.
As 'twixt two equal armies fate
Suspends uncertain victory,
Our souls (which to advance their state
Were gone out) hung 'twixt her and me.
And whilst our souls negotiate there,
We like sepulchral statues lay;
All day, the same our postures were,
And we said nothing, all the day.
If any, so by love refin'd
That he soul's language understood,
And by good love were grown all mind,
Within convenient distance stood,
He (though he knew not which soul spake,
Because both meant, both spake the same)
Might thence a new concoction take
And part far purer than he came.
This ecstasy doth unperplex,
We said, and tell us what we love;
We see by this it was not sex,
We see we saw not what did move;
But as all several souls contain
Mixture of things, they know not what,
Love these mix'd souls doth mix again
And makes both one, each this and that.
A single violet transplant,
The strength, the colour, and the size,
(All which before was poor and scant)
Redoubles still, and multiplies.
When love with one another so
Interinanimates two souls,
That abler soul, which thence doth flow,
Defects of loneliness controls.
We then, who are this new soul, know
Of what we are compos'd and made,
For th' atomies of which we grow
Are souls. whom no change can invade.
But oh alas, so long, so far,
Our bodies why do we forbear?
They'are ours, though they'are not we; we are
The intelligences, they the spheres.
We owe them thanks, because they thus
Did us, to us, at first convey,
Yielded their senses' force to us,
Nor are dross to us, but allay.
On man heaven's influence works not so,
But that it first imprints the air;
So soul into the soul may flow,
Though it to body first repair.
As our blood labors to beget
Spirits, as like souls as it can,
Because such fingers need to knit
That subtle knot which makes us man,
So must pure lovers' souls descend
T' affections, and to faculties,
Which sense may reach and apprehend,
Else a great prince in prison lies.
To'our bodies turn we then, that so
Weak men on love reveal'd may look;
Love's mysteries in souls do grow,
But yet the body is his book.
And if some lover, such as we,
Have heard this dialogue of one,
Let him still mark us, he shall see
Small change, when we'are to bodies gone.

1 year ago

Yesterday`s memories dwell in the corners of my mind 
Like elusive shadows dancing on the wall 
Shadowy memories of childhood yesteryears 
Fond remembrances of a precious time gone by 
A time of wide-eyed innocence, adventure and wonder 
A time where dreams really could come true 
Suddenly sadness overcomes me like a thick fog 
Misty fingers of reality take over as I accept the truth 
Those innocent days are now relegated to the past 
But yesterday’s memories will not be forgotten 
Tucked away in that shadowy corner of my mind 
They remain a unique and special chapter in my book of life 
As time goes by it becomes clearer to me 
My life is richer, my memories fuller 
My heart fills with love 
For what I had yesterday 

By:Linda Guyan

1 year ago
You Left Me, Sweet, Two Legacies

You left me, sweet, two legacies,--
A legacy of love
A Heavenly Father would content,
Had He the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain
Capacious as the sea,
Between eternity and time,
Your consciousness and me.

Emily Dickinson
9 months ago


Sometimes I feel alive
sometimes I feel dead
sometimes my heart hurts
sometimes it's all in my head

Sometimes I feel lonely
sometimes I need my space
sometimes there are no problems
sometimes I've got too much to face

Sometimes things go right
sometimes things go wrong
sometimes I fit right in
sometimes I just don't belong

Sometimes I want to laugh
sometimes I want to cry
sometimes I want to live
sometimes I want to die

Sometimes I want to face life
sometimes I want to be gone from sight
sometimes I want to run
sometimes I want to fight

Sometimes I want to sing
sometimes I want to shout
sometimes I know the asnwer
sometimes I'm in doubt

Sometimes I'm happy
sometimes I'm sad
sometimes I'm scared
sometimes I'm mad

Sometimes I want to win
sometimes I want to lose
sometimes I listen to music
sometimes I watch the news

Sometimes I make decisions
sometimes I'm told what to do
sometimes I find life hard
sometimes so do you.....