Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet

Rookie - 413 Points (16 December 1943 / Nottingham)

Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet Poems

561. Physiotherapy 5/6/2014
562. Barmitzvah Wishes Nephew David 8/7/2006
563. Blank Verse 5/4/2006
564. Back Pain 5/17/2006
565. Phantom Pain 5/6/2014
566. Your Milestone Birthday 11/2/2005
567. 'Storm Clouds' 10/10/2005
568. 'Today Is The Start Of A New Week' 4/24/2006
569. This Busy Life 11/25/2005
570. Dr Modi ~ On Your Retirement 6/24/2010
571. Unshakeable Faith 6/6/2006
572. Giving Up The Ghost 1/16/2006
573. A Novice Poet 12/6/2005
574. Memory 12/25/2005
575. Friendship Is Important 12/9/2005
576. Let Guitars Beneath Your Window Play 10/10/2005
577. Space Race 12/4/2005
578. My Future Life 5/4/2006
579. A Peaceful Life 1/9/2006
580. Humorous Insanity 11/3/2005
581. The Black Cloud Called Depression 4/24/2006
582. In Need Of Company 7/2/2007
583. A Poet's Art 11/20/2005
584. Horizons In Life 1/21/2006
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

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

    10 person liked.
    9 person did not like.
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

Your World

I put my Atlas on the table,
Scan through pages of YOUR World,
Find the pinpoint that is London,
See how vast this World unfolds.

As I look upon the pages,
Understanding what I see,
How my Soul is just one iota,
And give thanks YOU’ve created me.

[Report Error]