Pages tagged with Poetry With Meaning
I hope you all enjoy the following poems as much as I enjoyed writing them. It is always a thrill for me to introduce new material because I I dearly love to write poetry. I have taken the liberty of explaining the forms in a little bit of detail here. I hope you enjoy that too.
I think you will find the following poems very interesting. I know I certainly enjoyed writing them. I'm going to be taking a short sabbatical due to surgery so I want to try to get some poetry in before I go. Haiku and Tanka are a real delight to my soul and I hope you enjoy them as ...
If anything makes a poet feel good it is to be asked to write more poetry. I was asked specifically to write the following haiku. The cinquain are an added bonus.
A collection of poems by Lorenzo A. Fernandez, Jr., aka Lorenz
A collection of my recent poems, written in the last week or so. Hope you enjoy!
We all try to compose our lenghty stuf on others works so that some may read us too A sad comment here..
Poetry should emanate as a fountain does ...from a hillside ...a waterfall in the jungles.. when its just drizzled
Short poem about moving on after a break-up. Published in "Love, Life and Evisceration" by Porle Joen available at Amazon.
Love is a Leap of Faith with or without someone. Poem from "Love, Life and Evisceration" by Porle Joen
Just a walk into spring's garden and watch spring tell its story and to say hello again.
One of the bestest ...most positive person as a friend... I have come across on this site is a great lady ....a great grandmother ...and one I respect as my own mother... if not more as i am now an orphan....
Emotions runs deep in us all. We may seem like there is no way to control our inner feelings. But we can at some point in the matter. Never mix your past with your present nor future. Mixing all emotions from then and now will defintley have a affect on you. My words I speak upon ...
The title of this peom represents the symbolic imagery that came to mind when I was trying to decide what the title should be. It's about feeling restricted and discarding those restrictions.
A man has crossed many oceans to many lands and has seen the world. But to him the beauty of a winter morning is all he needs. In English fields he feels a belonging, he feels safe, he is home.
I needed to sleep. I'm already sleepy. But my mind and my heart won't let me. They want me to write. But I don't know how to write anymore.
I don't want to write poems anymore. It only reminds me of how I begged for love in the past.
Short giggle-worthy poem about the strains of a normal work week. Published in "Love, Life and Evisceration" by Porle Joen available through Amazon.
My poem is about an interpretation how my life is tested by time. Life begets courage.
Here is just a sample of some of the poetry I write in my spare time and the mood strikes me.
