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Hermione69
Member
07-24-2002
| Tuesday, October 26, 2004 - 11:08 am
i get what you are saying-- poetry is so soul-baring and intimate. that is why i am shy about sharing my own and admire those of you who do. to share my poems would be to share a side of myself that i don't let a lot of people see. to be brave enough to do that is a rare gift.
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Hermione69
Member
07-24-2002
| Tuesday, October 26, 2004 - 11:08 am
i think you wrote that spider poem back in august?
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Tuesday, October 26, 2004 - 11:10 am
wow hermione... with all you share in your posts? you are one of the most open people on the board. okay i think i know which poem you mean. it was when i was stuck in that hotel. i am embarrassed to be asked for an encore... lol
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Hermione69
Member
07-24-2002
| Tuesday, October 26, 2004 - 11:17 am
Wow, it is just as powerful the 2nd time around. Encore! Encore!

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Marej
Member
09-20-2002
| Thursday, November 11, 2004 - 5:59 am
I found this in a magazine many years ago and I cut it out and have kept it. By Bobbie R. Coleman. If you touch me I might not let go, I might creep inside your body silent and soft as a cat's paw I might merge, become part of you enter your being smoothly, effortless as air, I might want to mingle with your molecules synchronize with each synapse touch each cell carefully delicate as a butterfly's kiss inhale and exhale in unison then curl up and sleep in a corner of your heart.
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Karen
Member
09-07-2004
| Monday, November 15, 2004 - 5:19 pm
right now i'm feeling so worn out in this place i don't belong my soul is feeling so spread out how long can i hang on to the endlessness of lonely nights that follow lonely days? i ride the train to the city lights and the sadness it portrays and a hand touches my shoulder and a stillness warms my heart tomorrow i'll be older and i'll have the strength to start the man on the street wants my money so i give him my last dime i know that i'll find myself someday but i fear i'm running out of time to figure out where i belong and where i ought to be i know i'm right but i think i'm wrong because the one thing i can't see is the angel up above me and the lessons of my past and the gentle hand of destiny that will guide me there at last.
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Denecee
Member
09-05-2002
| Wednesday, November 24, 2004 - 2:55 pm
When tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today. While thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without, please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand. And said my place was ready, in heaven far above, And that I’d have to leave behind all those, I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away a tear fell from my eye, For all my life, I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die. I had so much to live for, so much yet to do, It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared, and all the love we had. If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I’d say goodbye and kiss you. But then I fully realized, that this could never be, For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven’s gates, I felt so much at home. Then God looked down and smiled at me, from His golden throne, “He said this is eternity and all I promised you.” Today life on earth is passed, but there it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, And since each days the same day, There’s no longing for the past. But you have been so faithful, so trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do. But you have been forgiven and now at last are free. So won’t you take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart, For every time you think of me, I’m right here, in your heart. Author unknown if anybody knows who wrote this, please post as I want to use it in my mom's memorial.
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Karen
Member
09-07-2004
| Wednesday, November 24, 2004 - 3:51 pm
It was written by Erica Shea Liupaeter.
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Friday, January 07, 2005 - 6:12 am
The sound of your voice, turns my insides to mush The soft moaned 'I want yous' that cause me to blush Everytime with you, I get that first time rush I love you, I do, you're my number one crush.
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Karen
Member
09-07-2004
| Monday, January 10, 2005 - 12:03 pm
I love all your poems, Gidget. Thanks for posting them here. I thought I'd lighten the mood in here a little bit... I came across this when going through old boxes of stuff I've been holding onto since HS. One of my assignments in 9th grade English class was to write a ballad. Kind of gives some perspective on how young I really am, given that I was in GRADE NINE when this was all over the news. Incedentally, I got the only perfect grade on this project. The Legend of the Lost Pee-Pee One day, John Wayne Bobbit's wife was getting sick and tired So she went and got the kitchen knife and said, "John, it's time to retire". She waited 'til he was asleep, then crawling on the ground to the bedroom she did creep making not a sound. She pulled, and sliced, and tugged, and tore, and through this, all the while All John Bobbit did was sleep, on his face, a sheepish smile. Blood soaked through the sheets and bed turning them dark brown. John, unaware he'd lost his head, still slept without a frown. She threw it in a field of rice not far down the road She was sure that John had paid his price for now the world would know. John woke and found it wasn't there... he searched A.S.A.P. But he couldn't find it anywhere! Where ever could it be?? He cried, "Oh No! My peter's gone! Whatever shall I do?? But the good old docter sewed it on, saying, "There! As good as new! Now, John is a porno star all the girls will flock to see. He's got a great new house and a fancy car and a legend... The Lost Pee-Pee.
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Tishala
Member
08-01-2000
| Monday, January 10, 2005 - 1:28 pm
LOL.
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Weinermr
Member
08-18-2001
| Monday, January 10, 2005 - 1:49 pm
This poetry can be very addicktive. waits for mods to swoop in
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Monday, April 11, 2005 - 10:39 am
Conversation long overdue Wind now in my hair The memory of your voice Still caressing my ears The words take on A reality of their own Each utterance a thousand feelings Who’d have thought we could grow Beyond the actions Beyond the past A new world emerging A happy ending at last.
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Vacanick
Member
07-12-2004
| Tuesday, April 12, 2005 - 4:49 am
Wow Gidget ... thank you!
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Ladytex
Member
09-27-2001
| Thursday, April 21, 2005 - 8:12 am
I read this again today and wanted to share it: Things I Have Learned I've learned.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person. I've learned.... That when you're in love, it shows. I've learned.... That just one person saying to me, "You've made my day!" makes my day. I've learned.... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world. I've learned.... That being kind is more important than being right. I've learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child. I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way. I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with. I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand. I've learned.... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult. I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes. I've learned.... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for. I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class. I've learned.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular. I've learned.... That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved. I've learned.... That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can? I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts. I've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you. I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds. I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am. I've learned.... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile. I've learned.... That there's nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks. I've learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them. I've learned.... That life is tough, but I'm tougher. I've learned.... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss. I've learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere. I've learned.... That I wish I could have told my Dad that I love him one more time before he passed away. I've learned.... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them. I've learned.... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. I've learned.... That I can't choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it. I've learned.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life. I've learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it. I've learned.... That it is best to give advice in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life threatening situation. I've learned.... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done. I'm not sure who wrote it, but I read it here.
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Julieboo
Member
02-05-2002
| Thursday, April 21, 2005 - 8:19 am
Thanks Lady!!!
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Thursday, June 16, 2005 - 8:05 pm
lives destroyed was never the plan starts full of promise what makes us keep doing it again and again tears hot come unbidden to the sound track of our lives songs once so joyful cut like a knife most of us go on some even heal but some hearts arent so resilient and wish they didnt feel.
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Mamie316
Member
07-08-2003
| Thursday, June 16, 2005 - 8:18 pm
That's really beautiful, Gidget.
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Vacanick
Member
07-12-2004
| Friday, June 17, 2005 - 5:00 am
Thank you Gidget ... that's beautiful.
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Friday, June 17, 2005 - 5:58 am
thanks <blush>
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Hermione69
Member
07-24-2002
| Tuesday, June 21, 2005 - 4:08 pm
I like your latest poem, Gidget. I don't know how I missed it 'til now. Good one. 
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Tuesday, July 12, 2005 - 4:45 pm
thanks hermie. i dont know why more people dont post original stuff. i know they are writing it.
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Gidget
Member
07-28-2002
| Tuesday, July 12, 2005 - 4:47 pm
Cat got your tongue? You make me laugh Speak for yourself And not through your staff. Keep your friends close Term used loosely Enemies closer Step on the debris. Be a cliché Weak parody Or grow backbone And bring it to me.
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