Dream. Leaving Her Yesterdays Behind. From Rainbows Light. Wild and Wonderful. Journey of a Bird to His Home. Dark Clouds hover Around The Sky I once Knew Night is round the corner.
Sweet Dreams of You. The Empty Chair. The Arms Of Love. Bitter Past. Day By Day in Paradise. Love Remains Forever. The rain the roof and the woman......a poem. The Echoes Of Your Smile. Poems about life. Here are several poems about life, sonnets about souls, ballads about being, and verse about vitality.
Enjoy! Still Life by Claesz Heda Willem Joy of Life, a poem. The Day Love Ended. I Remember You Uncle Charlie. Playing It Again. Martha Magenta: Twilight Zone. Love Makes Dreams Come True. Footsteps On The Stairs. The river of life ....a poem. Hopes Of Tomorrow. Corrosive Kitchen. When the Heart Finds a Home. Liza Lomax - Google+ - Today's new poem: At One Time By: Liza Lomax When you… Whilst the Raindrops Rolled Down. When Love Has Flown. Lovers of Night. Realm Of Satin Dreams.
How the Love Birds Met. A Gust of Wind blew Through the Rain Forest Shedding some Dry Leaves From a Twig Where a Lonely Bird Was Quietly Perched.
He turned his head gently And Glanced at an adjacent branch Where two Love Birds Were Feeding. Mary in the Fire. As The Mind Wanders. I’m merely the conduit for words I think, But know not from whence they come; Nor are they really mine.
They come from timelessness; I may go not from thence they come. Groggily, I must capture themBefore they vanishBack to their ether homes,And write them downOn whatever is around. Oh! On The Winds Of Love. Martha Magenta: Beyond the Midnight Blue. Strange World to Live In. As Free As the Breeze. As free as the breeze.
No Passions. Through Life with You. Forms of Poetry. Writing Poetry When I published Poetry Forms in January 2013, I never dreamed how successful that article would be.
Poets began writing poems in styles which were new to them. People who had never written poems began writing micropoetry. Haiku, haiga, and senryu were making many more appearances. A number of people have commented that they bookmarked the article and are using it as reference material. Poetry Challenge Maria Jordan (who publishes articles on HubPages using the pseudonym marcoujor) challenged herself to write a poem in each of the 15 poetic forms discussed in the article. Series of Articles. Inside The Eyes. Nothing Grander Than Love. The Lady in the Long White Dress at the Attic Window.
At Waters Edge.. The Powerfully Creative Mind. I Found My Thrill. Raise the Curtain. Turquoise Blues. To Find Peace of Mind. How can you search for peace of mind?
Reach out and you may touch it.That all will see as you can be,The one who creates and primes it. You are the one who keeps things going,And keeps all pathways clear,For those within to feel it flowing,And all who enter there. So look no more for methods.Look no more for signs.They are right in front of you,As the planets they align. Be kind to yourself o precious one,And see what the future holds.At times you will indeed see the sun,As it shines so bold.
So it is within your heart,A bold and brightening beam,Of sunlight that shows to all impart,Though to yourself blind it seems. Seek out those who will help you feel,Important as you are.And always remember one main thing,Keep reaching for the stars! An iota of being – the poem. Follow The Moments. French Chateau for sale - a poem. A Long - Google+ - A Poet's Seasons A Poet hears the springtime rain, beating… My Poems of Love, Life and Laughter. Seasons - Poem. The night comes earlier, day by day, Stopping light, laughter and sound, The temperature drops, Like Crimson leaves, to the ground.
The daylight was too easily scared away, When dusk called for twilight, And the Moon and the Stars, And together, they went out to play. The birds grow weary, As the darkness fills with stars, Something bigger than us, To remind how small we are. Winter’s gentle caress, filled with Rain and Snow, Autumn’s gentle caress, unwilling to let go.
Shades of grey, white and black, Always moving forward, never looking back. Leaves that were green, turn to red and brown, Carpets of red, trodden, and down. As the mists reveal another day, We see that Jack Frost, Will always get lost, And uses the weather to guide his way. Autumn will replace the warmth of yesterday, Winter promises more of the same tomorrow, Sunshine is replaced by snow, wind and rain, But one day, it will be warm again. His Muse. Living Life On Hold. There was a man who walked some miles.
He brought on tears, brought on the smiles for a cause dear to his heart. A loved had gone, she had to depart. He missed her so and for a season, began to ponder what was the reason. He wanted desperately to reach her. She was his finest most beloved teacher. The Faces. As I walk about the yardA catalog amassingOf all the faces I have seenBoth online and in passing They show so much emotionFrom happiness to lustFrom sadness and angers motionTo love and complete trust I wonder if these facesWill still be here tomorrowWith all the different pacesSome I'd like to borrow There are those among usThat wear hearts on sleevesBut faces show much moreThat can ever be gleaned.
Along The Grass. Elements of Serenity. Raindrops. Shift in Paradigm. The older views have no longer meaningWhen life approaches twilight gleamingEach time we take on a new ideaThe picture tends to come quite clear Guilt and fear no longer hold powerAs comes such the twilight hourPages flipping slowly readingFinding little of our hearts bleeding We search for answers day to daySeeking courage as we mayTaking things one day at a timeLifes eternal rhythm and rhyme Grin and bear it we say to ourselvesWe sit and ponder life's small swellsAnd realize we are but piecesA larger puzzle, a life long treatise And though we think we should find purposeIn others lives, their songs to surfaceIn truth it is our own believingOur own hearts we are deceiving.
Make A Moment. Seek not love ...it isn't there....a poem. Why continue to search for a perfect dreamwhen sleep comes at such a cost and you say "All I wanted was love" yet all is not lost. Twice Burned. Paradise Lost. Born. With each day, each leaf, each turn of sun rays I am born each day. Being Serious is No Fun. Loved Ones Message. It’s your turn to see the sunAnd watch the eagles fly It’s your turn to seek the heavensAnd look into the sky To see the beauty and the lightThat comes from up aboveTo see the beauty in the nightThat comes from truth and love And always mindful of the world You will remain to beIn order to bring a balanced life For all eternity And in so doing we rejoice At your presence hereWe hold you dearly to our hearts And you know that we are near.
Natures Fall. Believe in your Heart. Follow the Sun. Take to Flight. A Long - Google+ - A Poet's Place A Poet's Place, where words will flow,… A Long - Google+ - A Poet's Place A Poet's Place, where words will flow,… AVEC DES FLEURS - WITH FLOWERS. ** * * * ***** * *EN DOUCEUR * * ** * * * * * Dans le jardin suspendu de mon coeur, * * *** * Les soucis ont poussé pendant les années torpeur. * * * * Plantés en rang serrés pour entretenir la douleur, * * * Cachés derrière des haies en hauteur * * Pour que personne ne discerne le malheur.
A Long - Google+ - But... But...I loved you once, I loved you best, I loved… Joseph Jayakumar - Google+ - In search of my mermaid .... It was always my dream, To… A Wee Bird Whispers. A wee bird whispersLyrical songs to me,Secrets of myself or universe,Not always plain to see. The Night Flight. Love incomplete ......a poem. Was it but the bright sun inyour eye's that burnedfor needOr the way the rain falling heavy that created your unrestin an ecstasyafter the night. Beauty Which Is You. Pretty Blue Eyes. Looking Toward a Brighter Future. His One and Only Love. A Moment on the Dark Side. When Sundays Came Around. Cyber Sweet. Saleem Khan - Google+ - Best Of It. My Childhood Time Revisited. I watched the autumn leaves floating slowing from the trees to kiss the cooler October ground---as a soft fall breeze sent the leaves of splashing hues of ginger, golden and browns; tumbling across my country yard--- awaking memories dormant in my heart, Of my sweet childhood of long ago---I can still hear the distant little voices as their sounds echoes in my memory and touches my very soul; making my eyes tear up---even though for many years we have been apart.
Irrational Love. Hummingbird - a poem. Going Down By the River. The Beauty that is America - a poem. Returning to Love. Butterfly Carry My Tears. Please Give Me Just One More Tomorrow. WE ALL HAVE A TENDENCY TO WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW........ Just remember tomorrow may be too late! September in Our Hearts. The Road. Lying to Hide the Pain. Here We Are (poem) by Mhatter99.