Biography of Bill Darrah
My poetry has primarily been motivated by personal experiences with other people in my life-friends, family, and loved ones mostly. I didn't even care much for poetry until I fell in love for the 1st time in December 2000. Plato has a quote that is the manifestation of my aspiring passion for poetry that says, 'At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.' I wanted the content of my poetry to not only sound intelligent and elaborate in design, but also to convey a clear, concise, and universal understanding for people of all educational backgrounds to appreciate while hopefully becoming greatly intrigued by its impact on their hearts and minds to become poets themselves or at least desire a much more sophisticated level of deepening comprehension of the powerful beauty/fascination for words!
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Bill Darrah Poems
Love's Everlasting Endurance
'Let her want with me be in creating my need to express the love I share-love's intimacy can only adequately give.' I couldn't even hear my heart beat.
To My Unknown Wife
Dear Wife, To whom I do not know who. I give my heart and all to you For you to keep as faithfully true
Come passion, Invite your presence to me. Come passion, Burn your feeling on my heart
The Love Of Nature Or The Nature Of Love...
Please dream about some love every night Life makes time throughout our heart Before the heart gets too hard to warm Like a fire after a cold wintery day.
If Men Loved Women Like God Loves Men
Wouldn't it be great to find a woman I could love as wholeheartedly Free from sin as God loves me? How can I possibly fathom such a pure love like God's when my Thoughts are more consumed with what a woman looks like
Why am I here? Why am I typing these words? Whose life can I change or Improve through the message
Poetry Of Art Or Art Of Poetry?
Which came first-poetry or art? Which of these two is my favorite part? Poetry speaks to the heart and soul Through vocalization of written word,
Self-Inducing Provocative Thoughtfulness
(When you read this poem I highly recommend you read the 1st and last paragraphs only because it is my belief you the reader will either have a much stronger appreciation for this poem's message as well as for the middle paragraph or you will have as much of an appreciation for this poem the way it is written with the middle paragraph not adding or taking away from the meaningful message written. Additionally, you will notice a striking resemblance of word choice in the 1st and last paragraphs not included in the middle paragraph-this is because I used the same 35 nouns provided to me and arranged them in differing syntax, thus added more words needed to make complete thoughts of poetry.) Sometimes love is something actions do To create confusing relationships we choose to
The Extravagant, Memorable Life
When I die you may choose to cry, but please do not wonder why I was chosen to die. No one on Earth was designed to wonder why We must surrender our lives to the unknown future of an eternity we Can only rely upon as our enduring supply of true life, comfort,
What In Your Right Mind Is The Heart Thi...
To write poetry of a different kind sometimes deserves a calm and Soothing mind patiently waiting for the heart to find what it Desires just at the right time the mind never knows what words to Rhyme until the heart knows what to say on each and every line
Love's Blissful Introduction
Who could forget the day I introduced dating to a girl? She tried so hard not to throw it away, But I acted foolishly anyway.
Insatiable Aspirations Otherwise Noted
Mouth dry All tongue-tied- That's what this love Makes me feel,
Affections For My Sister
Simple hearted, yet whole hearted. Soft and light hearted, yet tender hearted- Such an incredibly vast love never forgotten Nor departed, once imparted
As hard as life gets to deal, Having a brother so close and so real Sure makes life so much more Comforting to feel
Why does love rob the mind to be felt?
The heart and brain are opposites
Rivaling over the power of love versus
The power of knowledge and wisdom.
Is love so foolishly ignorant that it must
Conquer the king of knowledge to win
The hearts of men and women?
Or is love so simple and unlearned
That it supercedes vastly deeper than