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7 December, 2013 at 11:21 pm #521026
Don’t be like that we’ve just started lol
7 December, 2013 at 11:25 pm #521027lol ok ok!
Maybe we should have a haiku thread and leave this for the more accepted poetry?7 December, 2013 at 11:26 pm #521028Yes certainly…
Im just trying to think what other forms we could use..something short.
7 December, 2013 at 11:29 pm #521029@jen_jen wrote:
lol ok ok!
Maybe we should have a haiku thread and leave this for the more accepted poetry?sorry, cert, deleted this to correct a typo, and you responded to the original
nah, all poetry here. Many types.
But I do note how some people can laugh at their own poems!!!!!
Self-trolls tut!
7 December, 2013 at 11:31 pm #521030I’ll write more soon..off to bed
no criticisms of my efforts now,
or I’ll cwy :-({|=
7 December, 2013 at 11:36 pm #521031Lol
We will have a look in to it…
Im up at seven for work so off to bedfordshire…
7 December, 2013 at 11:38 pm #521032Like the Spring sunshine
Your soft smile touches my heart
And lifts my spirits.7 December, 2013 at 11:39 pm #521033I will take that one to bed with me :wink:
8 December, 2013 at 9:47 am #521034Changes.
Bleak Autumnal trees bereft of leaves
bare and barren brought to their knees
all powerful Mother nature waving her wand
oh so powerful you must understand.Cold and bare left in the dark
branches withered sparse and stark
waiting for comfort warmth and love
feeling so blatantly misunderstood.Yearning the following Spring to rise
Winter is harsh unloving not nice
but the Winter heralds the coming Spring
Mother nature doth knows what she will bring.Warmth and sunlight a ray of hope
so through our winters we have to cope
knowing inside there will be a future
brought sprawling back by Mother nature.8 December, 2013 at 9:57 am #521035Dread.
When you are wondering or just feeling
what it is you are thinking and seeing
do you dare to trust your mind
or will that just be another kind
of fruitless endless the usual quest
the ones that you seem to find the best.A summers morn the rising sun
set your feelings free to run
go alone to your special place
feel the sun warm your face.Come alive feel no dread
find yourself inside your head
feelings hidden turn into emotion
throw yourself into it to hell with caution. -
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