This page is dedicated to all the people who enjoy poerty.
The rose above is for all the wonderful people who have made this page possiable.
Thank you dearly.
This page Is made by everyone and if you come visit and would
like to add a poem please feel free to e-mail me At
s5282@hotmail.com with the poem your name as you want to see it
on the page and anything you would like me to add.
The first poem you read was written for me by a wonderful friend of mine.
The next poem was written by his daughter who is a
wonderful writer. It is a wonderful poem..
Thank you for allowing me to add it here..
The next poem was written by a wonderful women we just meet in the bar.
I hope we get to know her better Thank you ~Darlene~ for all the help and urls..
It is a wonderful poem added to a wonderful page to be. :-)
Thank you ~Darlene~ for the two newest poems.
They are beautiful.
There are more poems coming so please keep an eye on this page.
So alone
I know a man who has no friends.
So alone is he
I know a man who sits and stares.
So alone is he
I know a man with great despare.
So alone is he
I know a man who met someone.
So alone is he
I know a man who has a smile.
A friend he hopes to meet
I know a man who fell in love.
Alone i'll never be
To Sexy Sex Bunny
LOVE
Potatoman
UNANSWERED QUESTIONS
You Opened Up Your Heart For Me,But When I
Tell You How I Feel,There Are No Words That Come To Me.
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?
When I Try To Hold You Close And Feel Your
Warm Embrace,You Seem Not Far Away. But
When I Reach Out To Feel Your Touch,You
Have Turned Away.
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?
When I Try To Talk To You About The Love
I Feel,You Never Seem To Answer Me,Your
Your Just Too Far Away
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?
All I Have Is Love To Give For An
ETERNITY
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?
For My Sweet Sweet Bunny
LOVE,
potatoman
"A New Creation"
The sounds of the night echo through my mind...
A faint howl from a distant wolf...
The cry of a bobcat, and the song of a loon.
The lake is still, like a bed of glass
Moonlight reflecting off of it and lighting the shore
A gentle breeze blows through...sending rippling waves as
far as the eye can see
Sitting on the dock, my pen and paper at rest on my lap
Welcoming the surroundings into my soul, in turn,
the words swarm through
my mind...
The emotions swarm through my body
A peaceful calm infiltrates my being...and slowly,
the words come together in a perfect rhythm
Taking my pen, I begin to write...
To write the words the night has offered,
and that I have taken in so graciously...
Another creation has begun
The beauty and serenity of the night
seems to have passed before my eyes
As the dawn of a new morn arrives
The sounds of dawn echo through my mind
The birds chirping, a faint slam of a door, as
early risers begin there journeys to work,
And the loon continues her song
The golden orb rises from behind the mountain top
Illuminating a splendor of colors in the sky
The lake, once more, a bed of glass, and a solemn
fish jumps, leaving only the rippling circle as proof that it
was there...
The words are flowing less smoothly now
As heavy eyelids take form
Another feeling of peace encompasses me
Only now, tis sleep that beckons me
And as I glance down, I notice...
"A New Creation" has been born
April 23, 1998
Love is the joy
that two people share~
The wonder of giving
when two people care~
Knowing somehow,
that all our lives through
the love we now know ~
will remain ever new.
My Flower Garden
I till the soil a seed to sow
water well and watch it grow.
With loving care I will nourish,
then kneel in prayer that it may flourish.
Our love is like the garden grown.
If daily loving care is shown
and all our troubles weeded out,
thus new blooms may come about.
For all the things lovely that I desire
with in this garden that I admire
for faithful kindness must we find
ever growing among the vines.
Should we stumble upon a thorn
let us not apart be torn.
Instead,forgive and ease the pain
and give our hearts to love again.
Like the petals delicate tint
or the sweetness of their scent
like the flowers that I sow
I kneel in prayer our love will grow.
Missing You
I am so alone with out you
I miss you everyday;
I wish that we could be together
in each and every way.
Laughing like we used to do,
watching stars at night.
Planning for our future,
dinning by candle light.
So,Please don't say it is over,
give our love another chance,
and you will find such happiness
that will last and last.
These are three poems written or rewritten by Ron
I have only just meet Ron on ICQ.
I do hope you enjoy his writting as much as I have.
Thank Ron for allowing me to add these to my page.
The Perfect Rose
In a corner on a table,
On a spread of Ivory lace,
Framed and kissed by pastel colors,
Danceing threw a crystal vase.
Scarlet red its petals,
Open in full bloom,
Takeing nothing but the sunshine,
Leaveing fragrance in the room.
Hands reach out without a reason,
crushed and bruised the petals so.
causeing yet a sweeter fragrance,
From the weeping dieing rose.
Lying now in ruins- and weathered,
Scattered now by careless hands,
Once an art of perfect beauty,
Dies to never bloom again.
By Ronald Moyes
Safely Home
I'am home in heaven dear ones,
Oh so happy and so bright!
There perfect joy and beauty,
In this ever lasting light.
All pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I'am now at peace forever,
Safely home in heaven at last;
Did you wonder I so calmly
trod in the valley of the shade?
Oh but Jesus Love illuminated ,
And he came himself to meat me,
In that way so hard to tread:
And with Jesus arm to lean on,
Could I have dobt, fear, or dread?
Then you must not grieve so sorely,
Try to look beyond earths shadows,
Pray and trust our Fathers will;
There is work still for you awaiting,
So you must not Idely stand;
Do it now while life remaineth.
When that work is all completed,
He will gently call you home;
Oh ! the rapture of that meating,
Oh! the joy to see you come.
Written by Anthony L. Collins Died March 2nd 1995
Transcribed by Ron Moyes
Owed To Tony from Ron
Talk about love's and time's gone
I'll bet you were born with a swagger,
And with six guns ablazeing,
And your soul in the same way took its leave,
A Proud fighter-so gracefully amazeing.
And in the end we slowly said "good bye"
Remember our last words of affection?
As you lay confined in your Hospital bed,
" I Love You too" you said.
Thank You for that unplanned peace of perfection!
The end of your life was much like the rest;
But you came to know, Life's more peaceful aspects.
In a final vigil, Friends and family gathered round;
All waiting, Anyicipating the big event,
And like a bird fallen from the skys,
You droped your eyes and went.
I wished I could go with you;
I prayed for God to take me too.
Amazing Grace made a bitter sweet sound,
As we prepared to lay your body in the ground.
Now we both make a new start,
You freshly rebirthed into Gods new world,
And me left here, with Ambivalence,
Fury, and a broken heart.
Written by Ron Moyes in Memory of Anthony Collins Died March 2nd 1995 As you
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