Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Rookie - 413 Points (16 December 1943 / Nottingham)

Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet Poems

521. Shingles! ! 2/22/2006
522. The Juggling Act Of Life 12/22/2005
523. Alphabetic Birthday Greetings For Davina 10/10/2005
524. The C.S.T. 11/12/2005
525. Sensual Thoughts 6/27/2006
526. My Twilight Years 6/4/2006
527. Tic-Toc, Tic-Toc 11/26/2005
528. Lisa's Graduation Day 11/27/2005
529. An Alphabetic Poem 10/10/2005
530. Letters And Numbers 11/22/2005
531. The Sword Of Damocles 10/10/2005
532. I, Too, Am Invictus 9/14/2014
533. Phantom Pain 5/6/2014
534. Months And Months 5/13/2007
535. Lest We Forget The Holocaust 11/12/2005
536. Tax Return Deadline Day 12/21/2005
537. For My Grandson Jorge, On His Barmitzvah 10/10/2005
538. Twenty-Four Hours 12/12/2006
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. My 200th Poem 12/5/2005
545. Childhood Memories Of Nottingham 10/10/2005
546. What Is A Good Poem? 10/10/2005
547. Erotic Ramblings Of The Mind 10/10/2005
548. A Watched Kettle 1/3/2006
549. My Trip Tothe Stars 12/4/2005
550. Computer Crashes! ! 2/5/2006
551. Depression 1/2/2006
552. In Praise Of Fellow Poets 1/5/2006
553. Lack Of The Muse 10/10/2005
554. Lost For Evermore 1/8/2006
555. Times Of Stress 12/1/2005
556. 'If I Should Die Tomorrow' 10/30/2005
557. Poems For You 11/24/2006
558. I Open My Mind 10/9/2006
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

Lost In Space

At two in the morning,
As I prepare for bed,
The words for a new poem,
Form swiftly in my head.

But at nine in the morning,
When I wish to write them down,
Lost in Space are they,
They will not come tumbling down.

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