We used to talk everyday.
To wake up and think of the one
you love and to be able to say.
...
One day i'm there, another i'm not
I thought I saw a happy day, the
mountains far away, I was given a pine
cone, nothing more than a simple act
...
He suddenly appears at the top,
satisfactory being simply cream
of the crop.
...
(I ented this into the Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Contest 2011, would appreciate peoples thoughts.Thanks)
Cousins have beards
or is that just mine?
...
A liter of yop, a bag sherbet treats, a
hotdog from heaven, all before eleven.
Most have dashed to the shop filling
...
I currently live in Plymouth and enjoy reading poem's and literature.)
Heart Forgot In The Snow
We used to talk everyday.
To wake up and think of the one
you love and to be able to say.
Conversation with the one you love,
is like talking to your soul, every
moment a special gift, that
makes life full and far from woe.
Relationships without talking is
not worth having, like a bird waking
and singing nothing.
What went wrong, i'll never really
know, one day here, next melted
like snow.
unobtainable, questions and concerns
I just dont know... I wonder
if you think of me, or miss me, a heart
forgot in the snow.