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A place to write and store short poems. |
These are short poems, many written for {item:"EXPRESS IT IN EIGHT"  or other challenges. Don't let the size deter you, although short and to the point, many of these poems have much larger messages.
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Walking alone in the rain Dampness in joints causing pain No one beside me in the fog Until I’m met by a friendly dog He walks alongside wagging his tail A newfound friend along the trail I started out to walk a lonely mile But this fury new friend has made me smile A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
When I listen to the blues they always make me sad, by bringing back the memories of the sad times I’ve had. So why then do I listen? Why do I bring myself down listening to blues songs like, “The Tears of A Clown”? By looking back at sad times, I set my soul at ease, for they give a true perspective of life’s realities. See, there were many happy times and these are what I choose, but I know I wouldn’t enjoy them if I never had the blues. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
Our world lies in shambles while the people are led astray. The nights are full of darkness that last throughout the day! But in these times of trouble, a light shines through the lands. It comes down from the Heavens showing we’re in God’s good hands. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
| The water was shallow when we left for the day Hiking and climbing, we went a long way. By afternoon clouds and rain replaced the sun Soaked and cold, this was no longer fun. We all turned around rushing back to our camp To get warm by the fire and clothes that weren’t damp. But, the creek was a river, being fed by the flood, And our flat grassy campsite was nothing but mud! A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
It’s a hundred and two as I sit in the shade, Out with my dog, sipping lemonade. A month ago, I was out shoveling snow And waiting for spring and the cold to go! I say, “It’s out of the freezer, and into the pan, From freezing my fingers to a nice suntan.” Yeah, the heat is much better, it seems to me, But my poor Husky wants in, by the cool A/C! A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
I feel no completeness tonight. There’s a big ache in my heart Making my chest feels tight. Yes, my heart is breaking apart. Children I cherish, I have no more, Left me for reasons I do not know. Mournfully I pace over the floor My heart breaking painfully slow. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
When I try to pick up after Max By putting his toys in nice neat stacks He’s in my way and pulls my hair Then scatters those toys most everywhere It’s quite a job to train this boy To sit, give kisses, or retrieve his toy But I wouldn’t have it any other way My Husky pup completes my day A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
A poem I wrote about bewilderment Turned out to taste like peppermint. I mixed in sugar and a touch of sage. It sent my poem into a blinding rage. Perhaps if I bake it in an oven hot? That turned the texture similar to snot. I chopped it up and in the trash it went, So much for my poem about bewilderment. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
| Totally incomprehensible; yes the word befits The many individuals who refuse to use their wits. In every town and city, nearly everywhere you go, Is it legitimately handicapped or thinking just too slow? They hang upon your bumper or run you off the road And if nobody stopped them, they’d try to eat a toad. How do they ever make it and get from day to day, With total incomprehension of finding their own way? A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
| My eyes are heavy, I stretch and yawn; I close my eyes, I’ll sleep till dawn. Cuddled in blankets snug in my bed, When numerous thoughts invade my head! I turn and I toss, trying to sleep, I clear my head and count Bo’s sheep. It looks like I won’t get to sleep tonight; I may as well get up and try to write. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
Another day of gloomy gray with freezing drizzle on the way it's overcast with no sunshine ice and snow enshroud the pine two more months I have to wait for spring to show up at the gate Until late March I'll brave the cold that makes my joints feel stiff and old A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
Yes, I do like to wear a hat I’ll even wear one with a cat I’ll wear one when I go outside I’ll wear one when my food is fried I’ll wear one when I climb a tower I’ll wear one when I take a shower I’ll wear a hat, my dear friend Sam But I will not eat green eggs and ham A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
| She reached her hand into her pocket Took out something, a golden locket For you, My Love, I give this gift For when you’re sad, your heart to lift I clicked the latch, the lid unlocked I looked inside, was slightly shocked There was a tiny picture of my Love Her nudity covered by a turtle dove A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
| Which key will unlock the door? There’s only one, there aint no more. Just slide it in and then give it a twist, Grasp the key firmly and turn your wrist. The tumblers click, the door swings wide, I step over the threshold, I’m safely inside. I quickly turn the knob to relock the door There are too many people, I’ll go out no more! A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
When you write a story You may share memories You may share imagination While seldom showing us yourself When you write a poem You may share memories You may share imagination While displaying your soul on a shelf A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
We're leaves in a river It’s constantly flowing Floating with current Wherever it’s going Ahead is uncharted Memories of past Living each day Praying they last. A proud member of "WdC SuperPower Reviewers Group" "Reading soothes the soul, writing sets it free." T.J. |
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