10-22-2004, 05:51 AM | #321 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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A leaf falls and my tables small,
As autum turns to rose The wind blows while my shutters fall, my windows made of stone I built a strong and steadfast wall, all around my garden The winters chill now won't harm, the children that live there It's summer time the year around, as frolicking we do We dance and sing and whistle tunes, as sunshine fills the sky The asphalt jungle seems a memory, as we will seize the day Please come today where we are at, spend some time and play
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
10-25-2004, 05:20 AM | #322 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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I expect your aspect to be a bit blemished
Drinking from the well of you, Has left me somewhat famished Consumed in dubiousness's left me a blur Finding flights left me a stir Constant nagging won't help my cause As I look for all the flaws Deriving realms of inquiry, as summer leaves, with me a chill Systematicly springing from your stance, I smile a bit, for the last dance We cross the I's And dot the T's Last night has brought me to my knees I sing a tune of muffled roar We sit and spin a liars lore Remembering things that may be real, Or are they what we really feel
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
10-28-2004, 03:30 AM | #323 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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......................................Losing the race..........................................
..........................My mind................................... ......................................................................You............................. .............Reaching..................................................... ...............................................Grasping............................................. .....................Falling through................................................... Fingers bloodied .............................................................................Broken.................... ........................................Twisted. ...........................................Thinking am I really thinking .....................................................................................Or am I..........
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
10-28-2004, 04:54 AM | #324 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: London
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About Pie or is it
Pie oh pie sitting there, waiting to cool, i feel such a fool, Why oh why must you tease so, i want the bite you, you make me drool, everything in me says no, i bite into you, golly gosh now i feel full.
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12-10-2004, 07:07 AM | #325 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Written for a friend
A ghost of past or demon still,
that lives cause we give life A ghost of future instilled in, The long cold winter nights We wear the color of our skin, that we choose to wear now A ghost of past or angel still, we will bring back to life Our lifes are what we choose to live, and if we are determined They will be as we will them to, no matter what the outcome If I am sold on one red car, The blue one I don't see I choose to look the other way, I'm thankful I am me The beauty and the sunshine you, are holding in your heart Are waiting to be shared by one, of which you are a part I know not of gods plan for you, or the part you have in it I only know that happiness, is waiting for you to get it It's time to open the closed door, and let the one who's waiting Step inside the summer place with you together in it It may be just a day or two, or longer if it's his will But don't forget it's there for you, and I know you will get it
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12-11-2004, 10:06 AM | #328 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Thanks Art, praise from you does'nt come cheap, and it it means a lot.
Von,As one that writes as you, praise is well appreciated also. Thanks guys
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
12-17-2004, 09:24 PM | #330 (permalink) |
Insane
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I looked,
I thought I saw, Truth of all, I looked, But could not find, The truth of time, Yet still I looked, For I would not, not, Stand to be blind. ... I seldom write poems.....I "used" to be pretty good I think though. I just wrote the one above from scratch infact....*shrugs*
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01-10-2005, 07:13 AM | #331 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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My fingertips are deadend, feels like a winter chill
My heart is like a frozen wall, getting harder still Iv'e lost desire for the day, the night I have to fear, I'm sighing with a whimpered wail, looking for a tear I lay here and my sleep won't come, I think of you and cry, I wonder to myself what of, although I know just why As light is dark, and dark is light, I look to see the sky, My love is hate as hate is love, believing it's a lie
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
01-12-2005, 06:54 AM | #332 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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I looked in your eyes it's where I saw hope,
I swallowed your smile,it's what helped me to cope I inhaled your fairness and it gave me a lift I gazed at your sight as I felt a new gift I wondered aloud where have you been hiding In some other pasture you must have been riding The sight of you there took my last breath away, The beauty of you made me smile today
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
01-13-2005, 06:11 AM | #333 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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What has happened to our love?
It was as one, from up above The beauty of our warm embrace The smile that was upon your face Holding you was as a gift Seeing you gave me a lift Us humans know not what we do We threw away our precious few We had it all within our hands Heavens present, in our plans For now I know what I once had For now I know, it makes me sad The love you gave is in my heart I know that it will never part I'll live my life and think of you I'll smile and try to not be blue We think somehow, we don't deserve, Happiness throws us a curve A part of me feels lost and wrong, Somehow I hope, I can move on The future waits, for us to go I hope tomorrow we will grow A smile I'll send to you today I'll love you always, I will say
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
01-15-2005, 06:56 AM | #334 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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If I could write a poem,
to help you ease your pain, filled with love and joy for you, a soft and warm spring rain. The words I used would soothe your heart, and fill you full of glee, You'd feel the love I sent to you, Oh happy you would be If I could find the words, To make the hurting stop, You'd dance and sing and twirl around, You'd learn to do the bop If I could hold you in my arms, and give you my sunshine, Your heart would feel a summer place, and you'd know you were fine If I could pen the things that would, Spread hope and understanding, my fingers would be sore today, cause you know I'd be writing If I could give a tenth of me, and of the love inside me, This world would be a better place, and smiling you would be
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
01-17-2005, 01:28 PM | #335 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Thinking I am out, thinking myself again
Words I hear are hailstones, mixing with the rain A cat cut to my jugular, juggling my pain, Sunshine mixed with stormy times, I think I'm insane I am here to hear you out, I'll back you till your back, I'm creaking with the sound of hope, I think I may crack My vices spiced with dreary woes, caught within your vice As I do unto my self, This is how it goes Prone to pick a bone or two, can't I just sit still Picking up where I left off, somehow it's my will Will you may or may you nigh, Which one is the right, I think I am sweet and calm, I just like to fight Fighting for the last cookie, As the cookie crumbles feeling empty as they say, My fat stomach rumbles Wishing I could stop my mind, and get off and rest, Seeing things a different way, Truly is the test
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
01-17-2005, 07:02 PM | #336 (permalink) |
Drifting
Administrator
Location: Windy City
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JRVA - whenever I need a little awe, I just have to read some of your works. Your poems make me want to be in love again.
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna |
01-22-2005, 09:05 PM | #338 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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I found an electric blanket one day last winter and took it home. Now this blanket I found was in a thrift store, and it was supposed to be used, but it looked new to me, and it looked very nice. I went over by the power strip and tried it. It seemed to feel warm to the touch after only holding it for a moment. I was a bit leary, as I had'nt had a lot of luck with electric blankets before, and I thought I was just about done with them.Then I remembered the cold winter nights when my blankets had kept me warm.I decided I must have it and pursue it I did.
I took this new blanket home and lied down with it and WOW!! This blanket was like none I had ever had before. I felt free, warm and safe with my new blanket. I felt feelings I had never had before. I would hold my blanket tight and it seemed like it was only us together in the world, and nothing would ever change that. I loved my blanket, and I was sure it loved me. All my feelings of trying to keep up the walls around my heart were melting. I felt like I could do anything, and I felt somehow worthwile. It was a beautiful feeling I thought was going to last forever. One very cold night I went to sleep with my blanket and all was well in the world. I had a smile on my face that I thought would never leave. I started dreaming about being on a warm island, laying out in the sun, and how the wind cooled me a bit. Then, in my dream, the wind stopped. The sun continued to beat down on me, and I could'nt get out of my chair. It started to get hotter, and everything was turning red. I looked around and started realizing I was in hell. I started to shout, and no voice would come. I lie there baking.... All of a sudden I woke up. My blanket had malfunctioned, and I was burned badly. I yanked the blanket off me and jumped out of my bed, as tears started to flow. I realized that this blanket was far worse than any I had had. It seemed like I wanted to destroy it, but I started to remember the cold nights when it had kept me warm, and I thought maybe i could keep it and not plug it in, but every time I looked at it All I could see was the time it had kept me warm, looking through the firey ash. I could'nt keep it, I knew, and I also decided i would never get another electric blanket. I knew that they were nice for keeping you warm and safe on a cold summer night, but as soon as you had them with you for a while, and grew to love them, it would be time to get burned. I couldn't stand another fire...................
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-05-2005, 07:19 AM | #340 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Spinning
Dazed...Lost in time A lifetime passed as one quick wink Where does forever end and daytime start Many lives have passed to one As far as time tommorows gone Slowly moving tick by tick Gone so fast as I breathe out A day unlike another day I reach and find where I come from Floating through another realm I find this moment then it's mine
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-10-2005, 07:32 AM | #342 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Thanks Art, I wrote that for my six year old daughter. I am thinking of getting a picture of her, and putting that on it. What do you think?
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-10-2005, 03:23 PM | #343 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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We have a way of seeing,
what we choose to be true We have a way of hearing, what sounds to us as new We look at things as though we know, which is as much as you We sing and dance and laugh and play as far as we can tell Sometimes when my day is done, I think I'm in hell I wish is as a folly log floating in the trees Reality of my sad life, has brought me to my knees Today I stumble as I stand, a broken twisted man, because the day has not, gone as to my plan I hold the hand of destiny, outstreched unto my time, I pull myself up rung by rung, to heaven I will climb
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-15-2005, 03:53 PM | #344 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Fragile
On the edge Like some old tnt Unstable Ready to blow Thinking one thing may set me off Don't know where it's from Spinning Out of control Where does it end Is this the way it's supposed to be? Needing Relief Was that a Tsunami ? Or did I make it in my head Crazy Wanting to be sane I don't know anymore When am I going Stop
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-22-2005, 06:03 AM | #346 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Life....if thats how you describe this....
That's it.... It's what you make it... Like a box of chocolates.... Looking out my window,the glass is streaky Looking in the mirror, seeing something freaky The hat I wear in need of changing The keys are old where they are hanging We skip the meat and dive right in The dress you wear is mighty thin Cold and hard or wet and gooey The stuff you feed me's mighty chewy Life or death... Where are we now Do we know Now No
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
02-23-2005, 10:37 PM | #347 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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We take a stroll to wherewe go
from whence we once had come We look toward the sky to tell the story or the plan We know not where the road will lead, or we will be later We think as though we want to go, unto another place As far as now or later goes, I'm stuck for the time being Trapped in this revolving door, that I want to be staying I think we think the same as day, or different as the night together we will break the way, to figureout whats right
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
03-03-2005, 06:28 AM | #348 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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Wet, to the touch
you make me feel Hot, as a torch your sweet spot feels My tounge is a wanting, the you to be tasting My lips are a yearing, to be on your ear Your soft breath on my belly, makes my knees like jelly Your tounge I am tasting, this hardness not wasting I lick your sweet skin, I want to be in Together, we are As one in the night Coming and going It sure does feel right
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
03-05-2005, 07:20 AM | #349 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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In want of something out of reach,
I step upon the time Knowing twixt the common lies, I think of you and cry Tommorow as I enter on, A strange and new expanse I'll twist the dagger deep inside, It's what I have become
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
03-05-2005, 09:38 PM | #350 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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A lie?
But who's telling? Better yet, who's believing? Am I living or dying? Depends on the question Am I twisted around, or twisting around? One things for sure, can't take it no more The truth? Is it? Where do I go or what do I do? Common sense was spent long ago, Penniless as far as reasoning goes A gray area? Is it black or white? Can you see the clear sky from outside looking in? Can you tell me to stop before I'm gone Is it real if your in it or do you react? A lie is the truth if you tell yourself The truth is a lie if you cannot believe Spinning and swaying I step off the shelf Somehow I'm lost in spite of myself
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
03-25-2005, 07:03 AM | #352 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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She dreams of a smile she's heard from her friends
She wishes she could find a way She smiles but inside her worlds made of stone She wonders how will be her day She floats in the clouds as time passes by She sings through a lonely hearts veil She bekons the light She runs from it's sight She crie's as her tears turn to wails She thinks of a time when her life was sunshine She wonders what ever became She sighs as she lies to herself one more time Saying it all is alright As day turns to night she turns on the light She hides from the darkness inside Tonight is the night, she fights off the knight That comes to releive her of life Tommorow she says, will be a new day She hopes for a whispering tale She knows that it might, just be the right time To turn and decide what is right As morning has come she has an new smile, Today is the day of her life She opens the door, and walks off the floor Into the love and sunshine She holds out her heart, she takes one more chance She smiles from down deep in her soul The light is just right, to put back the knife, Thats cut apart all of her sails As she walks toward, the new guy in town He stands and says how do you do? She grabs hold his hand, she's found a new plan As they grasp a newly found love As she lays down the night, just seems so right Her call has been answered again She glows at her fright, realizing the fight Has won her the right just to smile
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
04-27-2005, 05:50 AM | #356 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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We cannot go through this life without needing,
and being needed, by other people That is why god put more than one of us on this planet
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
04-27-2005, 05:51 AM | #358 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Utah
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The older my shoes get, the wiser I am
The newer my shoes are, the faster I run When I am barefoot I am free to be as a child plays by a tree
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And as she plays, her sweet song of laughter floats through the air and warms my heart |
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