You were so special / Or maybe you still are / I can’t remember the difference / My mind hides when I think
A poem I wrote a few months back, continuing to vent my own frustrations at the emotions I hide.
I’ll just have to keep trying.
One day I hope to be able to write poetry that doesn’t rhyme.
DREAMS & LUST
WANT /
If wishes were wings, / how far would I fly? / across many deserts – / to mountain tops high! If wishes were songs, / what tune would I ch…
I told my daughter some of my fondest memories today, walking in the icy woods the world looking like jewelry; you were there with me
Sometimes our heros are closer than we think!
Can you see through the age of time / the growth of moss and mold and slime
Another fellow bubbler inspired verse The bubble artist I have discovered this time is wonderful Judy Olson / who posted her art I dreamed we rode horses / and it featured in the group horse and rider, / that shows an echo of a dream of my own that I long to have become a memory / Enjoy! :o)
The following is another attempt to bring awareness to a link between sensitivity, creativity and mental health. I believe myself to be v…
I bumped into a mate today just someone I used to know but had lost touch along the way ….
I was inspired to write this poem while listening to two elderly men talking about their youth and how today’s children are quite restricted in what they can do. Today’s child has an organised life, one heavily supervised with little chance of them experiencing the everyday life of a child growing up two generations before! The creativity of past generations are lost today because of what we experienced back then and how we improvised to make our own fun. If it’s written then it can never be lost!
We sang “The Gambler” all night long, / drank our two bottles, of bundaberg rum / Just like we used to, still brings a smile / Coz…. “We wer…
Many thanks toSandraEllen for her wonderful input without her this piece would have remained a vision in my head, Thanks Sandra! For my Brother Matthew who Sadly lost his good friend Simon in a tragic car accident just under a year ago. R.I.P Simon we have all missed you more than we knew we ever could. For Matthew, and for Simon. Work by Sandra here SandraEllen why, then oh why, can’t i / It may be contagious again Simon ... The Gambler by Kenny Rogers On a warm summers evenin on a train bound for nowhere, / I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep. / So we took turns a starin out the window at the darkness / til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak. He said, son, Ive made a life out of readin peoples faces, / And knowin what their cards were by the way they held their eyes. / So if you dont mind my sayin, I can see youre out of aces. / For a taste of your whiskey Ill give you some advice. So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow. / Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light. / And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression. / Said, if youre gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right. You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em, / Know when to walk away and know when to run. / You never count your money when youre sittin at the table. / Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done. Now evry gambler knows that the secret to survivin / Is knowin what to throw away and knowing what to keep. / cause evry hands a winner and evry hands a loser, / And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep. So when hed finished speakin, he turned back towards the window, / Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. / And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even. / But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep. You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em, / Know when to walk away and know when to run. / You never count your money when youre sittin at the table. / Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done. You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em, / Know when to walk away and know when to run. / You never count you r money when youre sittin at the table. / Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done. Matthew BARGAIN hunters from the bush led the Magic Millions bidding war yesterday as hundreds of buyers snapped up potential champions at the yearling sales. More than 800 horses went under the hammer in the mid to lower range of the market as savvy battlers searched for diamonds. Brothers Matthew and Steven Park travelled down from Oakey for the annual Sunday sales with the hope of securing a bargain bay or a cheap chestnut yearling. They ended up paying $10,000 for a chestnut filly. “She’s definitely a bargain, but you will have to ask me in a year’s time whether she is a good investment,” said Matthew. Mr Park and his partner Samantha Vuksanovic run Symphony Lodge, a training school and vendor for prominent breeders Oakland Stud. Mr Park said he had grand plans for the filly and hoped to train her into a future Magic Millions champion. / “She is built like a tank but she looks like she can run,” he said. / Both brothers were impressed by the quality of the horses in the second half of the yearling sales. / “It’s great for the smaller operators to get a look in,” said Matthew. / “There’s still a lot of good quality stock which is well-priced and still within our reach.” / The brothers will continue bidding over the next two days.
Once there were sheep / Millions upon millions / in flocks strong and deep
Poetry inspired by the shot of Darren Stones of the sheep yards at Parwan / When once this country rode on the sheep’s back now we are in danger of not having any. What will we do when all the flocks have gone?
I knew you were wearing thongs / When we first met / Cause / It felt sorta warm n’ fuzzy I knew you were wearing thongs / Late Saturday n…
Let me love you into minutes and hours / Inside days and years / Let me grab your hand and take you / To where – you don’t care about / Wha…
his kisses were chocolate / on her vanilla lips / people didn’t approve / of this mix / it was the 1960s / parents wanted it to end / no mixed …
For the MULTIRACIAL BEAUTY group!!
Your smile was fresh / Your mind untainted / Blissfully ignorant / Energy / It flowed like a river
Hey! / I was there, too… / and I don’t remember that! / Were we having the same conversation? / Was it even ME that you were talking to / o…
Thoughts around the differences in perspective between loved ones and friends. How two people can have a conversation and take completely different things from it….leading to confusion, hurt and anger. It may be two people talking…but we each bring our life experiences with us and the effort at understanding each other is what real friendship is all about.
Contains traces of nuts and old jokes
for this writing challenge
While you were sleeping / I watched you breathing / Noticed you frowning / Some active dreaming / You started mumbling / A name kept repeating…
I welcome critical reviews of my work…please bubble me if you have any constructive comments….
im not saying a bloody thing here
patience dear boy!
I will shine for you / Without these masks we have made / Sealed up in heaven / Parade my gifts of beauty / Look for you in everything If …
Inspired by the beautiful artwork of Lorenzo Castello here. Thank you for the inspiration Lorenzo! Art / Music
The moment that my eyes laid claim / to every atom that makes you; / each pore, each crease, each shining truth / beheld upon your ancient f…
For my beautiful, beautiful sons. xxxxoooo
The balmy carefree feel / Driving into the never, never / A dusty road / Winding over train tracks of grazing goats / Old wooden churches / St…
Why would I wake up with a wildflower- / covered world, death in China, and eternity?
This poem was previously featured in “In These Latitudes, Ten Contemporary Poets”, published by Wings Press in San Antonio, Texas, Robert Bonazzi, Editor.
if i were a child / i’d twirl around like a top / dance in the meadows / and never stop / run through the fields / like a banshee / loving ever…
Collaborative work of Tulay Cakir & Sally Omar / / TulayCakir
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