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- Courage at allpoetry
With courage far beyond his size,
His actions, oft, are not too wise. - Bringing the Light at allpoetry
The sky is dark with clouds and rain
As people pass me by - The Sunrise at allpoetry
Come celebrate with me today,
And sing like n’er before. - The House That Guns Built at allpoetry
A gun began this house’s tale, a very special gun.
The Henry Rifle was its name and gave Winchester’s son - Waves and Sand at allpoetry
The warm waves lap, the sands recede, the sun and moon drift by,
We stroll the shore with heart in hand while searching for the why. - Beneath the Slinking Snake at allpoetry
A shriveled heart, a mind consumed, a soul that twists and turns,
A life o’erwhelmed drifts in the lurch, forgetting all it’s learned. - The Minstrel and the Maiden at allpoetry
The gently twisting country lanes that lead from here to there,
Oft laden with the wayfarers who wish to be elsewhere, - The Lady Waits at allpoetry
Milady please, your scarf to wear, on this my fated day.
With it wound tight around my waist, I’ll be no warrior’s prey, - The Story's Told at allpoetry
For now at last the story’s told,
Predicted by those men of old. - A Light Shall Shine at allpoetry
The dark now hides the many folk who walk there day by day,
Beneath the shadow cast by death that hides their homeward way. - Falling Leave and Frosty Morns at allpoetry
November comes, we wish to stay its spell
Of falling leaves and frosty morns as well. - --- Reserved --- at allpoetry
Writing away! - Watching Lady Jane at allpoetry
He watched ere she might pass this place, as oft she did indeed,
And huddled ‘gainst the blowing rain that env’ous fate decreed - Photos for JeannieD Contest (not a poem) at allpoetry
~ - The Beach House and Joy at allpoetry
x Gemini x option - Kodak Moment - The Excommunicant at allpoetry
. - Her Revenge at allpoetry
. - The Enigma at allpoetry
It hovers in the nighttime air,
As if it’s trapped ‘tween here and there. - Torn Asunder at allpoetry
Me thinks that thou who passeth in the night
More oft than not is hidden in the mist. - To Be Your Dad at allpoetry
I met you quite some time ago,
You might remember that. - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter Seven) at allpoetry
~ - The Engler Brothers at allpoetry
The brothers Engler, Berlin born, and two full years apart,
Blond and healthy, strong and bold, and dear to mother’s heart. - What the Claps Did Build at allpoetry
Some wood from yonder virgin trees, so care’fly hewn by hand
To build a tiny cabin here, in this their new homeland. - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter 6) at allpoetry
~ - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter Five) at allpoetry
~ - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter 4) at allpoetry
“Are you teasing me in some way,” Teagan said to the small but very handsome man that had spoken to her? With a sly grin he answered, “Why do you think I might be teasing you? Are you used to being teased?” - It Rests on Praa Sands at allpoetry
There was once a castle in Cornwall, And this be its story as told here by Paul. - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter 3) at allpoetry
~ - When Life is Short at allpoetry
When life is short I question why, Yes why, O Lord, did this one die? - Lover of My Heart at allpoetry
O lover of my heart and soul, my liege and gentle lord, Protector of all that I am, with lance and flashing sword, - From the Bald Mod Guy at allpoetry
~ - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story Chap. 2) at allpoetry
~ - Teagan's Amazing Experience (Story - Chapter One) at allpoetry
~ - Landing at allpoetry
Hover lover, o’er the water, Ripples shimmer in the sun. - Late Night Acrostic at allpoetry
Doubt now reigns where once was only hope. Inside I wri - Column: Marriage at allpoetry
An interesting subject that I've seemed to be talking a lot about lately. So, I decided to put down some thoughts. - The Place of Dreams at allpoetry
Beneath a sky of di’mond blue, midst cool and biting winds, An era ended yesterday, a new one now begins, - Patient Living (A Quatern) at allpoetry
"Take your time, don't live too fast . . . Tr - Neath Down Duvets at allpoetry
[Read author notes before reading poem] She rested once ‘neath fresh-cleaned down duvets, - The Best and Worst of Times at allpoetry
~ - Green Shoots at allpoetry
Unusual warmth, a promise born, Of springtime yet to be. - It's in the Heart of the Matter at allpoetry
Dark shades of night now mask my eyes, and lead me to this place, Where once I came in sorrows grasp, with he who would erase - Angelic V (Sonnet #67) at allpoetry
Is this an angel caught in spotlight’s glare, A tiger cat clutched gently to her breast? - Imaginative Snow at allpoetry
Original artwork by Renelle Sommerville An empty lot, what be the cause, - Difficult Lil at allpoetry
~ - Sonneteering 101 (Sonnet #66) at allpoetry
~ - What Can He Be Saying at allpoetry
~ - Reserved - by kirbysman with Darianna at allpoetry
x - Transition (Sonnet #65) at allpoetry
O joy that bursts from deep within my soul, And fills with peace that stills the raging sea. - The Shower at allpoetry
A tiny squeak, the handle turns, and then a cloud of steam, The sound of spray envelopes me, it’s much more than it seems. - Reflections of Myself (Sonnet #64) at allpoetry
May God forbid that I ‘ere wet an eye, Or make a heart turn cold within a breast, - Delicate Stephi at allpoetry
Delicate, delicate, is the name, That tells of the Stephi I know. - Column: Some Thoughts About Our Importance at allpoetry
The column is fairly self-explanatory. And, for those who are interested, I've discovered there are approximately 226,560,000 grains of sand per cubic foot. Read on and you'll understandn why that's important. - Vron (Sonnet #63) at allpoetry
~~ - One Last Jump (Story - Chap. 5, Conclusion) at allpoetry
~~ - The Pale White Moon at allpoetry
~~ - One Last Jump (Story - Chap. 4) at allpoetry
~~ - One Last Jump (Story - Chap. 3) at allpoetry
~~ - For Advent 2007 at allpoetry
~~ - My Poetry Books - kirbysman at allpoetry
~~ - Some Things About Me [Not a Poem] at allpoetry
~~ - One Last Jump (Story - Chap. 2) at allpoetry
~~ - Behind the Tight Closed Door at allpoetry
Original Sketch by Renelle Sommerville (Ishtar) She called today at half-past three and giggled o’er the phone, - One Last Jump (Story - Chap. 1) at allpoetry
It was September 26, my grampa’s birthday. Only, I didn’t know that then. I didn’t even know he was my grampa. Strange you say? I suppose it is. He’s my adopted grampa now … since about - The Princess and the Pirate at allpoetry
The thunder rolls o’er Drumdale Castle’s walls, While Princess Eliandra hides within. - What's Left Behind at allpoetry
So often what we leave behind Can bring us pain of heart. - A Dark and Dreary Night at allpoetry
Twas on a dark and dreary night &n - Love Just Begun at allpoetry
I was alone until the day I first beheld the sun, - The Pulling Pair at the Fair at allpoetry
Now listen, he says, to his sled-pullin’ mate, Of course I outpulled you, it’s just a male trait. - The Special Book at allpoetry
The course he sought and then he took Had no professor, just a book. - Love Rises Up (Quatern) at allpoetry
Love rises up, as eagles soar, Buoyed high by air, and nothing more. - A Last Goodbye at allpoetry
~ - Science and Math at allpoetry
Now math can be fun, if you get your work done, And your notebook’s kept up-to-date. - The Soothing Cool of Dark at allpoetry
O shimm’ring orb of moon that lights the night, A pale reflection of the dazz’ling sun, - Eagles Soar . . . and Cry at allpoetry
Rose thorns prick, as eve’s clouds of tinted rose, / Soar gently overhead where eagles soar. / Compose those gentle thoughts that will compose, / Adore my wounded soul - Alas, Thy Voice (Sonnet #60) at allpoetry
Alas, thy voice which nightly spake "alas", / Still haunts my soul when daytime’s voice be still. / Pass from my life ere one more season pass, / Chill spirit winds of thine - Clive Mueller's House at allpoetry
‘twas late ’95 when a man named Clive, / Had bought the land for his farm. / And early in May, on a bright sunny day, / He’d married the local schoolmarm. / - Tonight at Noon at allpoetry
Tonight at noon, ‘midst a quiet typhoon, / In a plane that flew ‘neath the sea, / A man and her brother gave birth to h - Swallowed Light at allpoetry
Thou greed filled night that swallows golden day, / And steals all things my hoary eyes beheld. / You meet in evening’s amber hued soiree, / And dance until the dusky bell ha - Her Name is R at allpoetry
Her name is R and written in the sand / By one who met her in his later years. / - She of The Iceni at allpoetry
In ancient times, East Anglia was ruled by Celtic kings. / Prasutagus, a warrior king, had female underlings. / Dense - A Tower Star and Storm Clouds at allpoetry
- Horizons And Froth at allpoetry
Original Artw - Fletcher's House at allpoetry
One more time the ramp appears, I swing the wheel to the right, / A short way down the dismal road, the station looms in sight. / - Where I Belong at allpoetry
Original Artwork by Renelle Sommerville / &nbs - New LIfe Begun at allpoetry
Oh cursed light of midday sun, / That has my hiding place undone / And sent me on my fatal run / That’ - Life and Love (Sonnet Crown - #57) at allpoetry
/ Elementary Love / / I carved our names in Lawson’s giant oak, / And jabbed my finger with the f - Parchment Paper Test at allpoetry
Black and white
Moonlit night - The Mermaid at allpoetry
Veronica the mermaid lived just off the Florida coast.
This beautiful salt water nymph was just to shy to boast. - Musings on The Marriage of Figaro by Mozart at allpoetry
The concert hall is brightly lit as well-dressed folks file in,
And from the distant crowded stage I hear a tuneless din. - Sunkissed Escape at allpoetry
Oh, island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand - By Juliet (Sonnet # 56) at allpoetry
Oh cursed love of he who loves but me,
That I, the star-crossed maid desireth not. - Eternal Bloom at allpoetry
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: 1 Cor. 13:12a
- The ER Visit at allpoetry
The "V" held up for victory,
It’s proudly there displayed. - For Kerri at allpoetry
When first I met this southern girl,
(a secret I’ll confide), - My Lake of Dreams at allpoetry
Was very late this winter night,
Perhaps ‘twas early morn. - Melinda Kensington Alworthy Jones at allpoetry
Melinda Kensington Alworthy Jones
Wrapped by Dior and Chanel’s fine colognes - Diverse Is Me at allpoetry
Born sixty seven years ago
Of parents then quite old. - The Widow Lawrence House at allpoetry
The piles of bricks and mortar on the giant corner lot,
Mark the building of the house that Lawrence misbegot. - When I Kneel Down at allpoetry
Oh Lord when I kneel down to pray,
So many things I want to say. - Gimme A "T" at allpoetry
Totally trust the truth that tells
Time to teach those travail-torn tales. - They Call Me Gramps [or Dad, Daddy, Papa, Poppy] at allpoetry
My life, you see, has been unique, devoid of pain and strife.
Happiness has been my plight, from birth through all my life, - Ishtar at allpoetry
I once knew a blond from McMaster
Who was trying to run a lot faster - The House Behind The Fence at allpoetry
The house next door is hunkered down
Behind the tall wood fence. - Winter's Show at allpoetry
I have a villanelle written and ready to post but a friend is creating an original painting to illustrate it so I will post the text of the - Captain Rowe's House at allpoetry
It stands today not like it was, back then in fifty nine,
For then it stood a way far out, midst oak and stately pine. - The Children Laugh and Play (Villanelle) at allpoetry
On this, a frigid windy day,
When shouts rang out from Miller’s Hill, - Some Thoughts About Love at allpoetry
It’s just a word the people say, but lo, it’s so much more,
And so I’m going to pause and take a minute to explore - Vesuvius at allpoetry
The circular days that slide by
Are colorlessly bland. - The Carbon Cloth of Night at allpoetry
~ - Timeless at allpoetry
~ - Claire at allpoetry
Twas long ago I met the last called Claire.
She was but twelve and asked me oft to read - My Life at allpoetry
I’ve lived for many years thus far, and many things I’ve learned,
‘bout what I’ve been and how I’ve lived and bridges that I’ve burned.
