This page was created since some of our members felt the urge to expand beyond our current writing styles. As more poems are written, they will be added.
"They too serve who only stand and wait"
By a poet I forget but I'm starting to hate
Let's face it my friends, we're stuck here on land
Growing paler each day while those fruits get a tan.
Sour grapes you might say, and you'd probably be right
Just teasing you guys, just keeping it light
While they are gone let's just do our thing
And await all their news when they're back from their fling!
In all seriousness Rose, you're a wonderful friend
So here's to you Rose, on your special day
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSE!!!!
To our own special fruit a big birthday wish
It's sure not our fault you're off with the fish
Sailing around with the stars, Nuts and Wheels
Even though you are absent the birthday bell peals.
If a fruit is in trouble your help you will lend
If we're feeling down you provide us a hoot
All in all I would say you're a quite special fruit.
We anxiously await your return to the fray
We're thinking of you and wish you the best
It's your birthday girl, but we all have been blessed.
He walks along my country's shore behind his lonely guard and holds in every step he takes the rhythm of my heart.
Oh broken cliffs of Scotland lay down a soft white sand and guide him on a steady path when I can't be at hand.
And raging winds that shaped these hills caress his face with care forgive the sadness in his eyes and gently stroke his
hair.
Now mother ocean lift him high if he must leave by sea take him safely where must then bring him home to me...
Rassberry
A Soul
I've lived a hundred life times to find a soul like yours, a soul so pure, a soul so brave it makes my own feel safe, an angel that takes my breath
away...
Rassberry
Haiku
Chocolate eyes
Smiling, laughing, crying
Either way, breaking your heart
Adrian
Smiling, breathing, being
What else is there?
Nothing else is needed
The rhythm
Of his sinuous body
Defining sensuality
Caressed by your hand,
Spiraled through the dance,
Yet missing your lips.
Wind in the trees
Your wet hair
Shadows of the sword
Touch my bedroom window
Kissing my face
The Man Within
As he steps into the room,
All breaths cease
And there is a sudden void of thoughts.
Standing tall and lean,
His body is a picture of muscular litheness.
He gazes at you with mesmorizing pools of chocolate,
And bewitches you with an enchanting voice of English velvet,
Which ripples over your senses-
Awakening all your nerve endings.
Smiling confidently at you,
The tremors of fear are hidden
Deep within his heart.
Listening to you,
He connects with a gentle touch.
The connection is two-fold,
Providing personalization for you,
And for him-
The assurance that he is more
Than just a face to those before him.
A smile lights his face,
Spreading bursts of happiness around.
His own worries and thoughts are buried,
So that he may create enjoyment for you.
The smiles and conversation seem to last forever,
Allowing so many to pay their homage.
Finally, the last one passes.
A sigh of relief is exhaled,
A yawn, a shrug and a stretch
Relax tired, aching muscles-
Giving proof of the man dwelling within.
Our Home
People met from distant place
People met from distant place
Sharing daily strifes-
Telling each of good and bad;
Making friendships strong.
Talk of love, talk of life,
Talk of loved ones lost.
Hugs are given all around,
Prayers are given too.
Over coffee, during breaks,
After work for some.
Wild and crazy, calm and cool-
Discussions lasts all day.
At the AP Gathering Board.
Modem lines are the ties that bind
The 'net is the Gathering place.
Friendships made amongst us all-
With few meeting face to face.
Maybe it's time to let you go.
©copyright 1998 Terra Carr (Din0)
Time to just move on.
I don't know why I've stayed this long...
You're a player, I'm just a pawn.
You live each day to play the game,
Growing stronger from the past.
I live each moment in mortal bliss,
Knowing that this lifetime will not last.
So many people you have loved,
But time took them all away.
In this life, I've loved only you,
And I wish time could let me stay.
But days grow old and weary and
As time passes, so will I.
And I'll be one more loved one lost
To whom you must say goodbye.
So why don't I just leave you now,
And save us both the pain?
What could you add to my life?
And from you what could I gain?
Through all these questions, doubts and fears
Running through my mind,
It's the answers that my heart gives
That are easiest to find.
My heart tells me to love you,
And my whole life to you give.
Because, though I'm afraid of dying,
You're afraid to live.
You need me here beside you,
To bring you laughter, love and peace.
And you bring to my life the joy and love
I know will never cease.
And though someday, time will catch up,
And take me from your arms,
I know till then I have your love
To keep me safe from harm.
And perhaps through years of learning
What each of us has to give,
I realize you made my life worthwhile,
And through me you learned to live.
As I lay you in the ground,
As I held you in death,
As I lay you in the ground,
Farewell, Tessa, my love.
Farewell my love.
I bury my heart along with you.
My heart grew cold
As did your body.
The memories of our love
Will eventually warm my heart
So that I will appear
To be alive once again.
But my heart will never
Be truly whole or warm.
You took most of my heart
When you left me that night.
I bury my heart along with you.
Ode to the Men of Highlander
Methos in the days of old
Richie, young, cute and strong
Duncan he will always be
Joe plays his blues in the bar
With the Men of Highlander
Was blue-faced - acted very cold
Now he has his own sweet style
wicked humor, killer smile.
He's not dead--that info's wrong!
According to the Denial Clan
He's still alive and quite a man.
The bonny hero we love to see
Looks good in JEANS or a kilt,
Can't help noticing that man is built!
Always watching our hero go far
He's not supposed to interfere
But we know that's why he's really here!
You can't go wrong
They're something to see in action.
On the screen late at night
They provide pure viewing satisfaction!
I long to be immortal
The Highlander and the Rose
To spend decades by his side
Looking through the open portal
That to others is denied.
To be the only love
Of his long industrious life
To be his soulmate, lover
and, of course, his glorious wife.
To have a man
like such as he
forever at my side
and for him to look at me
with his chest so full of pride
Would be a wonderous pleasure
In which I would happily abide!
He Should Be A Super Star By Now!
It's hard to think of something new
To write about AP or Fru.
That hasn't been said been done before.
I'm racking my brain and what is more
I'm mad at his agent, his whole PR team
This man is great! He makes us scream.
Why can't you get him a starring role
in a big budget movie full of soul?
Get to work don't even rest
We want to see him at his best!!!
The wind blows through the trees.
I turn to look.
There He is...
and time stands still.
Breathless
in anticipation as our eyes lock -
Worlds pass us by and
Eternity goes on forever.
There is a hush,
then the wind slowly whispers His name
in my heart.
Pounding.... Pounding
Will it ever come to pass -
the cautious touch of cool lips
lingering, warming, turning to
Heat, Fire, Passion?
And in a moment, He fades away.....
Never to be forgotten.
Never Again
Never again will your life touch mine the way it has.
You've become someone else and
I will miss the face you showed for those brief years.
You taught the world about dying - and LIVING.
You taught the world about ethics and judgement.
You taught the world about the necessity for growth -
And CHANGE.
You taught the world about
Passion - how to laugh, how to cry.
Never again will we learn these lessons from you in
Quite the same way.
Although we play them for ourselves over and over again -
Never again.
I so envy peaches and plums
all covered in ice cream
smothered in rum.
I so envy those lucious buds of blackberries
and raspberries under my tongue.
I love to caress a banana or two
and catalope's texture is firm...
strawberry's sweet..cherries tart...kiwi and cherries unique.
There's nothing more pleasing than fruit.
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