I Love Poetry Stories of Experiences

"Our little hour,—how swift it flies
When poppies flare and lilies smile;
How soon the fleeting minute dies,
Leaving us but a little while
To dream our dream, to sing our song,
To pick the fruit, to pluck the flower,
The Gods...

"Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
And, "Child, take the shears and cut what you will,
Frost to-night -- so clear and dead-still."

Then, I sally forth, half sad, half proud,
And I...

"A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.

Why wilt thou go, my harassed heart,
What thought, what scene invites thee now?
What spot, or near or far,
Has...

"Life was born when Death died
Death to live had tried and tried
but Life arrived smiling with glee
Death's death had set Life free
Death's funeral was a happy one
too bad that Death's death will be undone
I know one day Death will live...

Lope is an spanish writer, this poem is beautiful..here I will let you the link to the poem in Spanish, this wast the last poem read in the movie Lope..

To faint, to dare, to be enraged,
coarse, tender, generous, elusive,
hopeful...

when will the innocents
rise up against evil?
that nasty financial army
the HOGISTS
God tells us the love of money
is the root of all evil

the innocents will scream
bomb-shelter blasting dialogue

the Sun will burst -
the stars will...

I touch my breasts. I run my hands over my nipples.They become firm, like raw ripe peas. I move my hands over the contours of my body. I tense the muscles of my belly. They form a symmetrical pattern of small ridges. I feel the muscles...

COME, madam, come, all rest my powers defy ;
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe ofttimes, having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing, though he never fight.
Off with that girdle, like heaven's zone glittering,
But a far...

when i was young i dreamed of fantasy
unicorns and mermaids fascinated me
with each tragedy and year
i lost sight and became victim to fear
truth became hidden
i learned to no longer listen
jumping through hoops
im strangled by ropes
be...

i scream without a sound
but you havent heard
im wearing this black
im wearing these sleeves
i have these scars that cover my knees
i have this dream
it scares me to death
how ironic it is
death is waiting
you stop me leaving
i used to...

Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port, --
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in Thee!

xox Viktoria ...1967 ~ 2013 xox
In a lost and lonely part of town
Where all lost hopes and dreams abound
An old man is there with life near end
He hopes to have at least one friend
He fashioned bits of wood and things
And made a puppet...

there is pain
that pain overshadows all things
lost within shadows i stray from my path
mourning and fears
we all have them
but all i see is weakness
a weakness that has no cure
sometimes i scream
sometimes i lash out
but i never cry...

THIS IS MY 100th POEM SO IT HAS TO BE SPECIAL
I AM A VERY FEMININE LADY SO I LOVE ALL THINGS
PINK. I HOPE YOU LIKE MY CHOICE OF ALPHABET
I KNOW YOU WILL LOVE MY CHOICE OF PICTURES !
Apples ~ Blouse ~ Culottes ~ Dogs ~ Elephants
BELINDA...

gracious wonders
great and small
fearsome lovers
without walls
if you dare to shed a tear
to how unbalanced
life is here
loveless haters
so lost in years
i hoped and prayed that things would change
but still as always i lose faith.

SUNDAY'S ANGEL is always beautiful
And never phased by circumstances.
Because Sunday is a Holy Day ~ It is
A day for prayer and meditation and
For being in touch with your Angel 24/7.
Beacsue GOD loves us the SUNDAY
ANGEL is also the...

farm kids from the rural lands
know how to remove slivers
from their calloused hands...

farm kids from the rural lands
do not shiver
when it gets ten below

farm kids from the rural lands
laugh when they get hit
by a...

There's nothing wrong in saying nothing.....pray your be OK....That feeling that needs to burst free from you.....Still being, still free, still being still so u can't see me...I hide away to protect my subconscious, still moving...

A body full of nothing....Crampon motion, minded tuition, flattened mono miss fed creation...i could break through ion walls grounded down by blissful angered waterfalls....scream a mute memo of memory with no words just a single...

WE ALL NEED TO BE THERE FOR EACH OTHER
Helping ~ loving ~ blessing ~ caring & baring
Every Lady is my Sister and every Man my Brother
Problems can be solved if we're all sharing !
You are important ~ I am important
You matter and I...