Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Rookie - 413 Points (16 December 1943 / Nottingham)

Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet Poems

521. Belated Valentine Wishes 2/14/2006
522. Bronchitis 10/24/2006
523. Big-Headed 8/23/2007
524. Clear Thoughts 1/2/2006
525. I, Too, Am Invictus 9/14/2014
526. Phantom Pain 5/6/2014
527. Months And Months 5/13/2007
528. My Twilight Years 6/4/2006
529. Tic-Toc, Tic-Toc 11/26/2005
530. Lisa's Graduation Day 11/27/2005
531. An Alphabetic Poem 10/10/2005
532. Letters And Numbers 11/22/2005
533. The Sword Of Damocles 10/10/2005
534. Tax Return Deadline Day 12/21/2005
535. For My Grandson Jorge, On His Barmitzvah 10/10/2005
536. Twenty-Four Hours 12/12/2006
537. Lest We Forget The Holocaust 11/12/2005
538. 'Age Is But A Number ' 10/10/2005
539. Life 8/15/2006
540. The Passover Seder 10/10/2005
541. Birthday Wishes For An Art Historian 6/28/2006
542. 'I Have Tried Without Success' 10/10/2005
543. Constant Prayers 2/28/2006
544. What Is A Good Poem? 10/10/2005
545. My 200th Poem 12/5/2005
546. Erotic Ramblings Of The Mind 10/10/2005
547. Childhood Memories Of Nottingham 10/10/2005
548. My Trip Tothe Stars 12/4/2005
549. Computer Crashes! ! 2/5/2006
550. In Praise Of Fellow Poets 1/5/2006
551. Lost For Evermore 1/8/2006
552. Lack Of The Muse 10/10/2005
553. Times Of Stress 12/1/2005
554. 'If I Should Die Tomorrow' 10/30/2005
555. A Watched Kettle 1/3/2006
556. Depression 1/2/2006
557. I Open My Mind 10/9/2006
558. Poems For You 11/24/2006
559. Great Britain 8/22/2006
560. It Is Our Duty To Remember 1/21/2016

Comments about Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

  • Trucker Jeff (7/12/2006 6:30:00 PM)

    Hey Jonathan...Good poem. Its an earmark of life. I drive a semi. Should I hop the pond and load you up? I'd be happy to. Good luck and God's blessings on your knew home. Live well and prosper

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Best Poem of Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Onomatopoeia

The clouds do darken, the rain does drop
I wonder when its going to stop.
The pitter-patter of rain does fall
Against my windows, against my wall.
The wind does blow, the rain does lash
Against my house's pebbledash.
The sounds of never-ending rain
Gurgling down pipes into the drain.
Cars make splashes on wet streets,
Drops on puddles make them meet
In rivulets of rain, rushing onwards
Till the rain and wind abate,
And the sun comes out to dissipate
The water back to heaven
To fall as rain again at seven.

(Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman ...

Read the full of Onomatopoeia

Space Race

Into the ethers of my mind,
I launch my thoughts to see,
Whether within the labyrinths therein,
A poem lingers for thee.

Like a rocket on a Launch Pad
Hurtling into space,
To search for new ideas,
But, this is not a Space Race.

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