Your poems or writings to make you think

[Uncle Butch]

I am a newbie But I find myself spending way to much time here
So I think I would like to read some original writings Like poems or thoughts or just what you were thinking about at a certain time (no big Deal) I just like to read True Thoughts.
Write what you really think (politic free please) have fun and just write. and of course I will add some.

 

[cjeanean]

I don't know...most of my poetry was before I got saved, and it's really dark and depressing...if I ever write any more I'll post it, though!!!

 

[Chicabee19]

lovely idea!

I have been writing something .... when it's finished I'll post.

 

[maplesky7]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
bluey is on a cruise
boo hoo hoo.



There once was a chicken named Peepers.
He'd look in a crack at a quarter to eight
to see which hen he wanted to date
but all he did was give the poor ladies the creepers.




me,
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[spook]

Linda


With those we meet friendships grow
the light shines down around us all

One thought to keep,
is that our loved ones visit us here
Flooding love and blessings that keep us clear

Parts of our lives may leave us numbed,
Memories feel sun kissed and warmed
And yet today seems cold
and wandering
tomorrow may echo the loss that’s sits upon your soul .

Just remember your friends are alongside you
in the threshold of life, encouraging and hopeful,
SO…
Don’t shut that door!
Life is to live and your friends are near
This is your chance
Shine !
And make things clear that you can go on,
creating your choices,

And those feelings of the walls closing in on you
When you feel as though you can’t continue

Call on your pals up here in Maine
We will remind you of laughter and fun,
The ghost hunts and knocking trees
Linda A. flailing along, sitting down and sharing recipes
Please keep our numbers close to your phone
no matter how far, you are NEVER alone!



~Kellie 10/27/08
I wrote this for a older friend of mine that has just lost her husband to cancer, sold their house that same month(!) and just left for Florida for the winter.
The ghost hunts are more about this group of ladies laughing and teasing each other, and the funniest thing this summer was when Linda A.'s camp seat made a noise, she was looking for where the sound came from and it gave way, dropped her fanny on the ground, rolled backwards. After we all was up, grabbing for her, unharmed her pocket began playing this chimming as her phone rang and her son wanted a recipe. We just couldn't help but laugh. Women in a group means good times. Hope you enjoyed the poem. Thanks.

 

[Uncle Butch]

When I think about those things
That stands out most in my mind about you

If I sat and wrote about all the things that you do that make me happy I would never be able to stop writing again when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think about how I first feel in love with you and made a joke about shaking hands I think about how I fed you cake and kept the fork I think about the first time we kissed and the smell of your hair when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think how you worked with me side by side and how we spent more money than we made and how tough it was when we were starting out eating rice and tomato soup day in and day out when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think about the glow your face shown when you were carrying our first child
How you looked when giving birth to him how happy you made me. Making me a father for the first time and then when we found out you were going to have a second child I was twice as happy when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think about how hard you worked and cared for your family and helped our family grow and grow when you were carrying our third and our fourth child you didn’t lay back you worked even harder when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think how when I had the stroke and you went to work everyday from early till late and come home black with dirt while I did very little there are NO WORDS to describe how I felt then or how I feel now and when our first born got sick how you worried but still worked and kept our family going and did those things I was not strong enough to do you were there struggling through that and carrying our fifth child when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think how you were in one part of the hospital giving birth while our son was dying in another part of the same hospital but you were strong as they come you gave birth to another beautiful girl and still had time for me when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think about when our son died and how I would have fallen and not gotten up if you were not there to hold me and the family together when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I also think about now how every day you work so hard to hold our family together and keep us going I think about how without you I would not even exist and our family would be in ruins I think about how much I love you everyday and how that love grows everyday how there is nothing I could do to ever show you how I feel about you or what you do nor could I say anything like I love you or thank you or you’re the best because those are just words there are no words I could write and none I could say to even come close to express how I feel about you I just want you to know when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think there is no one else in the whole creation like you or any other I would want but you when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you I think how fortunate I am to even know you and to have the opportunity to love you when I think about those things that stand out most in my mind about you.
I Love You Even More (if that is even possible)

 

[Zahboo]

I submitted 2 of mine to poetry.com

http://poetry.com/dotnet/P7806668/999/3/display.aspx

http://poetry.com/dotnet/P7806668/999/2/display.aspx

One was written in June, about my Grandfather,
The other in September about my Grandmother