idealdabbler Posted September 1, 2007 Report Share Posted September 1, 2007 Long-legged jack pinestip their tiny capsbut can’t recall the news Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 5, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 5, 2007 ~ Hmmm, Dabby & his trees... {I'm not nearly as good! Ya got me there always }Lovely under snowthe broken cherry treefeeds birds in summer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
idealdabbler Posted September 9, 2007 Report Share Posted September 9, 2007 Maples draw tighttheir canopyobscuring the light of day(must be all those walks in the woods.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 10, 2007 Report Share Posted September 10, 2007 (edited) This is the first thing I've needed to write in 20 years....so be gentle please.I feel youNot near meSomewhere insideYet, surroundingFeel your breath On my skinHear your voiceIn my headSlipping awayFrom myself Lost to youCompletely Edited September 10, 2007 by revbel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 10, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 10, 2007 ~ That's beautiful bel!!! Really!No one's gonna critisize here, it's just a simple typing place.You do have that written by your hand at home don't you? That's what stays. That's what is real.& beauty like that needs to stay! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Call me Flower Posted September 10, 2007 Report Share Posted September 10, 2007 That was really good Revbel. I like it. Q is right. Make sure you have a written copy. Everything I write here I print out to put in a folder. Keep writing.Flower Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 Thanks ladies. I have everything I have ever written stashed away somewhere. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 (edited) sorrow fills the voiddoes the mighty old oak cry like her?waiting in her dusty chair for at least one visitorshe jumps in lightning flash speed to the phonebut all she hears on the other end is "do you want a good rate for a loan?"she shuffles off to bed her only comfort is to sleepshe hopes to die in the night so not another day she will weep... Edited September 11, 2007 by Rev.Fred Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 little lighter......drunk guy drunk guy peeing on the wallcan I laugh when you stumble and fall??zip up your pants zip them up good and tightand hope the hangover won't be so bad in the morning light. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 sorrow fills the voiddoes the mighty old oak cry like her?waiting in her dusty chair for at least one visitorshe jumps in lightning flash speed to the phonebut all she hears on the other end is "do you want a good rate for a loan?"she shuffles off to bed her only comfort is to sleepshe hopes to die in the night so not another day she will weep...Been there. Well said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Call me Flower Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 To go along with the tree theme.The Oaks long wait in silenceThe time has come the message loudThe awakening has begunThe Hawthorn sighs in pleasureAt last their voices to be heardThe song yet to be sungThe trees sing in mighty chorousThe wind rises in joyful songThe olde ones at last are awakening!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 11, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 The tree broke.Slowly, quietly, actually quite gently.Now there's an empty in the yard. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 11, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 (edited) ~ I don't know if this will help Fred or not.It's a Tanka {a specific poem form} I wrote years ago...In lonely darknessTears fall on a damp pillow.A deep quilt of snowQuietly covers the past.Sorrow springs from a cold bed.... Crap. That wouldn't help anyone, huh?Why is it the strongest poetry is always a spilling of pain?OK! Cheerier... A frog burps & leaps upI squeak & leap backmy dog yips & leaps too... Leap frog is muddy. Edited September 11, 2007 by Qryos Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 11, 2007 Report Share Posted September 11, 2007 ~ I don't know if this will help Fred or not.It's a Tanka {a specific poem form} I wrote years ago...In lonely darknessTears fall on a damp pillow.A deep quilt of snowQuietly covers the past.Sorrow springs from a cold bed.... Crap. That wouldn't help anyone, huh?Why is it the strongest poetry is always a spilling of pain?OK! Cheerier... A frog burps & leaps upI squeak & leap backmy dog yips & leaps too... Leap frog is muddy.Mine wasn't about me......... but like the froggy one lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 12, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 12, 2007 ~ Glad ya like the frog one... it just made me giggle. Again. { I'm a twit quite often! }Wind plays the leaves like a harp,Each note falling golden to the ground.Soon the muted whisper of branches strummedwith snow to slow the rhythm. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 13, 2007 Report Share Posted September 13, 2007 My soul cries out to you in the night.Misses you, though I barely know you.What is this strange hold you have on me?Drawing me, frightening, fascinating me.Run, or learn to trust?My soul cries out, you respond, Soothe my fear, lead me on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 13, 2007 Report Share Posted September 13, 2007 heart beats faststrumming with the rythm to see youbut to slap or kiss I cannot sayclose your eyes and come in closethen you'll know the choice I've made.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RevRainbow Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 Not too late to live - to enjoy the rest of life -whatever time left. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 I had started to hope,the pain is back,confusion.Time to pull back. Fight or flee,I can't decide. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 16, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 16, 2007 ~ Oh. So! You think you have me just because...the curtains whiper in your voicethe shadows have your scentthe wind moves on my body like youOh. So! I think I have you just because... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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