All Blog Posts Tagged 'Poetry' (653)


Reveal yourself to me,

I yearn to know more.

Touch me intimately

from across a crowded room

with nothing but your eyes.

Show me the power of your desire.

Tell me how I might grasp your soul

and pull, so sweetly.

Lay with me, teach me to fly,

hold me within your grasp, that I might be free.

Give me a moment of your life

that I might know the infinite.

From where I lie, I see

the landscape of your body

stretching out before…


Added by Christopher Reilley on November 26, 2012 at 3:28pm — No Comments

Moving Forward

Moving Forward

We wander the edge of uncertainty

hoping to find the path,

looking for guidance as we move

toward the unknown each day;

never the same encounters,

never expected results,

never the best scenario

as we all find our way.

Fog brings an unclear future

as we grope through the mist;

each step a new adventure

somehow not on…


Added by Blinddream on November 26, 2012 at 5:51am — 4 Comments

Frosty Mississippi

Frosty Mississippi

Mittens on the mice this morning
as they dart about
looking for a breakfast meal
underneath the feeder
where the birds have spilled some seed
and the advantageous treats
will fill their early need.

Blinddream 11/2012

Added by Blinddream on November 25, 2012 at 6:45am — 4 Comments

Creek Sounds Remembered

Crystal clear water

rapidly moving…


Added by M. C. Sears on November 24, 2012 at 7:30am — 5 Comments

After The Frost Subsides

After The Frost Subsides

Crystallized dew holds nature in pause

then the radiance of the morning sun

evokes a pulse to the new day

as I watch in awe, all, which is a gift

to my aging eyes

listening to the morning song

of those feathered few who remain

determined to face winter

for another year in God’s garden.



Added by Blinddream on November 24, 2012 at 6:09am — 6 Comments

Mot Bateaux

My words bump and jostle -

boats in an unruly harbor.

Creaky at some times, leaky at others

often listing dangerously.

Language is a port for ‘ideas expressed’

holding exploration in each and every craft

that set sail daily for far horizons.

The boats of thought are carried on breath,

tilting at fairwinds and gales alike,

defying the storms, and the odds,

finding wharf in clusters and groups,

strung together into ideas, jokes,…


Added by Christopher Reilley on November 23, 2012 at 9:07pm — 1 Comment

Judging the River (Poem)

By Daniel Rigney


World's finest river? Be the judge.

If  depth is what you want,

the Congo wins hands down --

its deepest point 800 feet beneath the air.

The Congo has its shallows, to be sure.

But where it's deep, no other river can compare.

The narrowest river in the world, Mongolia’s…


Added by Forest Green Magazine on November 21, 2012 at 1:00pm — 8 Comments

Twas the Night of Black Friday

Twas the night of Black Friday, and all through the towns

Eager shoppers had hunted for the best bargains around.

They showed up in droves, stood in line before dawn,

To ensure they got the deals before they were gone.


When the doors opened, they pushed and they shoved.

They had to get perfect gifts for the ones that they loved.

It didn’t matter how much money they spent,

The look on their faces would be worth years of…


Added by lemonpulp on November 21, 2012 at 10:17am — 3 Comments

Forgiving Me

 Forgiving Me

Am thankful for forgiving

for to hold on to such poison

is a death within itself

which rots the host from deep inside

the casing holds but we have died

consumed with malcontent and hate

which kills love that should radiate

to draw those stuck in darker places

lighting up a world of faces

and know I’m guilty of this sin

to hang on…


Added by Blinddream on November 21, 2012 at 6:20am — 3 Comments

Forever Thankful

Forever Thankful

Forever thankful for my life;

reflecting on the days gone by

the times of new discovery,

the ways life’s lessons came to me,

the understanding little things

and knowing what right action brings;

those hard times when the world looked dark,

were new life journeys to embark;  

another book, chapter or page

which quelled the anger and…


Added by Blinddream on November 20, 2012 at 3:06pm — 3 Comments

By Our Words…

By Our Words…

I found myself without a friend for something that I said

and though I’d said a million things this one had made me dead

to her and all her hopes and dreams; for each who had a face,

somehow I slipped the balance beam and fell out of her grace

As always in my daily life my mouth preceded me

although I thought I had insight, I guess I could not…


Added by Blinddream on November 20, 2012 at 3:04pm — No Comments

Echoes of Light

Morning enjoyed

in the quite of my workspace

focused on white…


Added by M. C. Sears on November 18, 2012 at 7:30am — 7 Comments


The threads of old experiences

or thoughts linger

throughout one’s being…


Added by M. C. Sears on November 17, 2012 at 12:30pm — 4 Comments

To My Surprise

To My Surprise

Left to imagine yesterday
and I continue on
as I imagine each, its way
even imagining today.

Blinddream 11/2012

Added by Blinddream on November 14, 2012 at 7:59am — No Comments

Patchwork of Thought

Following a morning

of raking leaves…


Added by M. C. Sears on November 11, 2012 at 1:00pm — 7 Comments

Ghost Of Soldier

Ghost Of Soldier


A voice cried over mist filled field

just loud enough to hear

and drew me from the place I lay

to where each step brought fear


But still I traveled forward

through thicket, marsh then trees

and found the ghost of soldier

looking up from bended knees 


He turned toward me then beckoned

as I closed the space between

his uniform changed often

as I lived…


Added by Blinddream on November 10, 2012 at 7:18pm — No Comments

On The Sea Tranquility

On The Sea Tranquility


Intensity of tranquility

would bring some to nirvana  

but as for me I am lost at sea

in search, for I am restless

but sad to say any other way

there’s confusion in my plan…


Added by Blinddream on November 8, 2012 at 5:30am — 1 Comment

Bad Love Affair

Bad Love Affair


Fades the autumn rose

paled on her petals,

memories of sunny days

gone by;

times it rained on you and me,

sometimes, there were quiet…


Added by Blinddream on November 7, 2012 at 11:30am — 5 Comments

Christmas (Haiku)

Christmas (Haiku)


birth of the Christ child

commercials with more tinsel

attitude changes


Blinddream 11/2012

Added by Blinddream on November 7, 2012 at 6:52am — No Comments


Even after their passing

the image lingers…


Added by M. C. Sears on November 6, 2012 at 6:30pm — 7 Comments

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