Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Rookie - 413 Points (16 December 1943 / Nottingham)

Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet Poems

561. This site is here to make us think 10/10/2005
562. Barmitzvah Wishes Nephew David 8/7/2006
563. Blank Verse 5/4/2006
564. Back Pain 5/17/2006
565. 'Storm Clouds' 10/10/2005
566. Your Milestone Birthday 11/2/2005
567. This Busy Life 11/25/2005
568. Dr Modi ~ On Your Retirement 6/24/2010
569. Unshakeable Faith 6/6/2006
570. Giving Up The Ghost 1/16/2006
571. A Novice Poet 12/6/2005
572. Memory 12/25/2005
573. Friendship Is Important 12/9/2005
574. Let Guitars Beneath Your Window Play 10/10/2005
575. Space Race 12/4/2005
576. My Future Life 5/4/2006
577. A Peaceful Life 1/9/2006
578. Humorous Insanity 11/3/2005
579. The Black Cloud Called Depression 4/24/2006
580. Physiotherapy 5/6/2014
581. In Need Of Company 7/2/2007
582. A Poet's Art 11/20/2005
583. Horizons In Life 1/21/2006
584. 'Today Is The Start Of A New Week' 4/24/2006
585. Erotic Feelings 3/30/2006
586. 'Can We Meet For Coffee? Can We Meet For Tea? ' 10/10/2005
587. Friendship 10/10/2005
588. Twenty Lines 10/19/2005
589. Life Is Like A Maze 5/5/2006
590. Birthday Wishes For My Step-Daughter 10/10/2005
591. Birthday Wishes For A Grieving Wife 10/10/2005
592. Grandparents 3/18/2006
593. How Will It Be For Us? 10/10/2005
594. Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! ! 1/26/2006
595. My 'Get Up And Go' Just 'Got Up And Went' 12/8/2005
596. Onomatopoeia 10/10/2005
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 ...

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I May Do Something Wrong

Sitting in my chair one evening,
My eyes shut tight as can be,
I direct my thoughts to Heaven,
From whence My LORD does watch over me.

I know HE attends to me daily,
Provides for all my Wants and Needs,
Continually looks to protect me,
Whilst my Faith remains true to THEE.

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