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  • Rookie - 326 Points Don Nguyen (5/28/2013 7:59:00 PM) Post reply
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    Hi everyone,

    My name is Don Nguyen. My poet's webpage is http:// www.poemhunter.com/don-nguyen
    I am not a poet simply because my writings cannot be considered standard poems but expressive contemplations from my heart to Jesus Christ my Lord. They are fragmented thoughts and feelings, as a whole, they can be considered a lover letter with many pages which are written almost daily.
    You are encouraged to read my inner expressions and many thanks.

    God Bless,

    Don N.

  • Rookie Reynard Baumer (5/27/2013 5:12:00 PM) Post reply

    I am a shiver
    Down your spine
    I am nobody
    Nobody is mine

    I am a feeling
    You once had
    Extremely happy
    Incredibly sad

    A long forgotten song
    That you can not replay
    I told you right from wrong
    No I've gone my way

    I remember you
    You lit my flame
    You let it burn

    My name is love
    I will return

  • Rookie James Kastner (5/24/2013 3:57:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Greetings:

    I'm James Kastner. I have a BA in English and an MA in Creative Writing from Iowa State University. I taught at Des Moines Area Community college, primarily Compostion, Creative Writing, Literatrure and Film Studies, but also occasionally taught a psychology class. My creative thesis project was a collection of poems titled " Round Trip" which I recently ran across on line. Looking over the poems, it seemed to me that about half to a thrid of them still held up, but the rest were not so good. They were written over thirty years ago, so that's not surprising. In college I was awarded the Peral Hogreffe Grant in Aid for Promising Creative Writers, numerous focus awards, and was regularly published in the college's fine arts magazine. I've published a couple of poems (this was all before the internet when anyone can be " published" ;) and a short story. I continued to write regularly for about ten years after leaving college, but then marriage, children, and supporting a family kind of drew me away from it. Rediscovering my old collection of poems, awakened something in me which has been dormant for a long time...my love of poetry and the inklings of the urge to write again.

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  • Rookie Zephyr Cullen (5/23/2013 5:01:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Hello, to everyone.

    My name is Zephyr, I'm a very shy but out going person. I love reading poetry, I'v been reading it sience I was very young. It's always been my passion to wright, whether it's music, poems, short stories or just small quots that pop out of my head and onto paper.
    I found PoemHunter about three years ago, It was dark days for me. I was in search of a poem to read to a girl that I really liked. It was hard for me to talk to her, or anyone for that matter. I found one that explained me in almost everyway, and explained how I felt towards her. Saddly I forgot the peom and can't find it on here again.
    I'm on here to post my poems to people that will never see me for who I am as a person, rather just a still picture on a screen that hides me from the other side of the world. If I happen to make a few friends, I would be very happy. If I wouldn't want to make friends, then where would my sience of adventure be?
    I thank you for taking your time to read this, and I hope you have a wounderful day/night.

    With love: Zephyr Cullen

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  • Rookie - 867 Points Fatima Nusairat (5/19/2013 6:21:00 PM) Post reply

    Oh my children..;
    Whom I did not giving birth
    How you will grow up and become
    More mature than the honey
    In the heart of the flower?!
    ...
    O my children
    Whom are crossing the wave of my heart…
    How can I be a sure that tomorrow…
    Are no longer berserk like a wave
    ...
    Oh my children
    Whom will cross the life before aware that,
    The earth which swallows us
    Is narrower than river and rock!
    And smaller than root and seed!
    ..
    Oh my children
    How to me, while, I am infected with blindness…
    And my light is Slim..,
    How I will prevent from your eyes the darkness?!

  • Rookie T.a Shabazz (5/16/2013 10:12:00 PM) Post reply

    Visions:
    I close my eyes and invision a place where I'm in your arms and the world spins faster around us while we stay still. The rain falls down but we don't hear a sound. Not the war could tear us apart. The floor could break giving way to hell. But my eyes are still staring trapped in your gaze. You cast a shadow on me that makes me tremble with puzzlement. I feel safe. Your skin is warm and your eyes longing for something more. You whisper something that stops me dead in my tracks. I look and match your gaze as we lock and stare into relazation of each others souls for the first time.

  • Rookie Olive Borland (5/13/2013 8:13:00 AM) Post reply

    Whispers of Love.

    Whispers of love
    From heaven above
    Speak to this heart of mine
    And tell me of the gift that cost
    The life that was Divine.

    The gift of my salvation
    Was bought upon a tree
    By the lovely Son of God
    Who died on Calvary.

    I thank Him that He whispers still
    And that for good and not for ill
    May I ever attentive be
    To the One who speaks to me.



    I Admire Your Creation Lord

    As I admire Your creation Lord
    my heart is filled with pride
    that You the Great Creator of all
    are my Saviour, Lord and Guide.

    As I scan the majestic mountains
    I worship at Your feet
    acknowledging Your amazing ability
    to seek, to save and keep.

    The sound of the glistening waves
    that lap against the shore
    speak of Your sustaining power
    to maintain creation the world o'er.

    The strength and heat of the sun above
    reminds us of Your love
    shining on each and every one
    whether we accept or reject Your love

  • Rookie Olive Borland (5/13/2013 8:01:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Whispers of Love.

    Whispers of love
    From heaven above
    Speak to this heart of mine
    And tell me of the gift that cost
    The life that was Divine.

    The gift of my salvation
    Was bought upon a tree
    By the lovely Son of God
    Who died on Calvary.

    I thank Him that He whispers still
    And that for good and not for ill
    May I ever attentive be
    To the One who speaks to me.



    I Admire Your Creation Lord

    As I admire Your creation Lord
    my heart is filled with pride
    that You the Great Creator of all
    are my Saviour, Lord and Guide.

    As I scan the majestic mountains
    I worship at Your feet
    acknowledging Your amazing ability
    to seek, to save and keep.

    The sound of the glistening waves
    that lap against the shore
    speak of Your sustaining power
    to maintain creation the world o'er.

    The strength and heat of the sun above
    reminds us of Your love
    shining on each and every one
    whether we accept or reject Your love.

    by Olive Borland

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    • Rookie Roger Horsch (5/17/2013 10:58:00 PM) Post reply

      Very, very good. You have surely been blessed by god with the inspirational love of poetry. I know personally. I have also been blessed by Him with the same. Keep on writing and never stop touchin ... more

  • Rookie Olive Borland (5/13/2013 8:00:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Whispers of Love.

    Whispers of love
    From heaven above
    Speak to this heart of mine
    And tell me of the gift that cost
    The life that was Divine.

    The gift of my salvation
    Was bought upon a tree
    By the lovely Son of God
    Who died on Calvary.

    I thank Him that He whispers still
    And that for good and not for ill
    May I ever attentive be
    To the One who speaks to me.



    I Admire Your Creation Lord

    As I admire Your creation Lord
    my heart is filled with pride
    that You the Great Creator of all
    are my Saviour, Lord and Guide.

    As I scan the majestic mountains
    I worship at Your feet
    acknowledging Your amazing ability
    to seek, to save and keep.

    The sound of the glistening waves
    that lap against the shore
    speak of Your sustaining power
    to maintain creation the world o'er.

    The strength and heat of the sun above
    reminds us of Your love
    shining on each and every one
    whether we accept or reject Your love.

    by Olive Borland

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    • Rookie Don Nguyen (5/28/2013 12:01:00 PM) Post reply

      Hi Olive I love your poems. I am new and welcome a visit. Thanks http://www.poemhunter.com/don-nguyen

  • Rookie Rommelmarkmarchan Best Selection (5/13/2013 3:29:00 AM) Post reply

    Hi guys try to read my 2nd anthology, this aint mere poetry, this is journey

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