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Posted by love2travel

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      Wow. Drastic.

      I have no quote unquote boyfriend (I had to write it out...it had to be read that way...)

      Never have.

      Don't really know (or care very much) as it stands if I ever do.

      (Which may be a lie, but as far as you're concerned...well, your call...)

      I am only 14, after all. -rolls eyes- I doubt any one of my classmates could explain what it is to be "in love". I roll my eyes so much at them, I'm startled that they aren't stuck that way...

        Haaa.... are you making fun of my first poem CG?!

        It was pretty funny looking back... but I still like it since it was the first one.

        Hey don't worry, your eyes won't get stuck... : Good Luck with your classes this week!

        I'm working on a poem about being in a car that turned into a rocket of sorts... I wonder how it will turn out

          It'll turn out perfectly. It is /you/ writing this poem.

          No, I'm not making fun of your poem.

          I write poems like that about no one at all. -shrugs-

          Hence why I am even more allowed to say "I haven't the slightest clue where it came from" because they just...pop up and you have to write them! They hardly are ever about anything...

            Stop the train, I think I'm in love.

            As I read your exquisite poem I thought of the coast line of kauai
            I thought of the apple of mine eye
            stay with me in circular motion and match my potion
            standing without in the ocean
            coming close to your lightness
            and I pick you up
            what luck
            to find
            my kind
            and duck together through the worst kind of weather
            where loved ones in fear call our names
            the mighty waves (way)
            the hill walk to higher ground
            we get around
            walking
            sharing
            loving
            in kind
            being loved by mine...
            dreams....

            And Amy Winehouse sings it right, for it seems that;

            "love is a losing game"

              Well Hawaii-Jason Luis Rivera ....thank you very much...that was quite a beautiful complement.... a poem and the comparison to the coast of Kauai for my poem!!! The most beautiful islands I have ever laid eyes on... I did cry when I left it both times

              I wish I could write in your style....

                I went home intending to stay when suddenly on thanks giving, without a goodbye, my 14 monthe old and her mother left home her home to New Braunfels. Well I became, I would say, psychotically depressd and it is a secret place with waterfals, privacy, at the end of Kauai, near ke'e beach that brought me to life. I thought of that place. I spent as much time there as I could staying there alone for 9 months. I was 27 and it was when I began to write again.
                (there I stood
                before thanks giving
                unbelieving
                unrelenting grieving
                rest in death feanding
                finding peace within me grave)
                ((2.7 decades searched my unbound heart in vain))

                  Yes, I know Ke'e beach... I did some nice snorkeling in Kauai. I love the whole north shore and Makenna Point and the views of Mt. Waialeale and Hanalei Bay from Princeville, the views of the Napali coast from Poahali beach. No wonder they use that island for so many movies. Now I have to go to Tahiti and Fiji to see if it's even a better Paradise... Saw the east shore of Oahu and think it looks a bit like pics of Tahiti!

                  Christmas Carol

                  Joyous Song
                  A voice crystal clear
                  singing loud
                  a spirit that lifts
                  from the crowd
                  a beauty in life
                  that eliminates strife
                  Voices joined in chorus
                  The joy of the season
                  Merriment of the heart
                  Hymns will impart
                  Great wonder

                  Hot chocolate
                  Floating marshmalows
                  Whip cream on your nose
                  A fire, so warm
                  Spit and crackle
                  hot toes

                  Tree smells so nice
                  like Chrismas
                  Ahhhh
                  Ornaments, golden orbs
                  twinkle in the light
                  Presents, rainbow colors, awaiting
                  happy smiles

                    love2travel:Yes, I know Ke'e beach... I did some nice snorkeling in Kauai. I love the whole north shore and Makenna Point and the views of Mt. Waialeale and Hanalei Bay from Princeville, the views of the Napali coast from Poahali beach. No wonder they use that island for so many movies. Now I have to go to Tahiti and Fiji to see if it's even a better Paradise... Saw the east shore of Oahu and think it looks a bit like pics of Tahiti!

                    Christmas Carol

                    Joyous Song
                    A voice crystal clear
                    singing loud
                    a spirit that lifts
                    from the crowd
                    a beauty in life
                    that eliminates strife
                    Voices joined in chorus
                    The joy of the season
                    Merriment of the heart
                    Hymns will impart
                    Great wonder

                    Hot chocolate
                    Floating marshmalows
                    Whip cream on your nose
                    A fire, so warm
                    Spit and crackle
                    hot toes

                    Tree smells so nice
                    like Chrismas
                    Ahhhh
                    Ornaments, golden orbs
                    twinkle in the light
                    Presents, rainbow colors, awaiting
                    happy smiles

                    Ke'e is just one of many pristine and sacred grounds
                    where I believe Jesus very feet walked to view his most beautiful of his creations
                    with words ubsurd to the unhearing ear
                    claims confine the wisdom of my mide,

                    search this earth and
                    honestly
                    tell me of greater beauty.

                    I loved your Christmas carrol, love

                    Contemplation please
                    I'm scraping down on my knees
                    and losing
                    and bruising
                    and raising
                    the pull string
                    I'll lt bring it lower
                    loader
                    the sower who found a way.

                      Love2travel...beautiful carol. Everything you write is so stylistic!

                      Jason...writing is a good release. Sometimes I find stuff in me that I didn't know was there! And it always feels good to start writing again.

                      (And I enjoy reading it very much!)

                        (sorry for my english, i'm french )
                        Yesterday i had a dream,
                        A very special one : it was a beatles'dream,
                        Was there in England or in India?
                        Anyway it was the time of beatlemania,
                        John and Paul were close to me,
                        John slowly walking in front of me,
                        Long hair, moustache and beard,
                        The wind in his clothes, he seemed to fly like a bird,
                        Paul was twenty and not bearded,
                        I held him tight, my hand felt his heart beating, yes I did !

                          'Ello, missguitar.

                          That was beautiful.

                          Wish it were my dream!

                            Love seems simple from the eyes of the youth
                            must a broken heart be fixed by my hands.

                              Hi Crossover Genius... Wow stylistic... Thanks!!! Missing you over at the other thread... I really enjoy reading everyone's poems too!

                              Jason... I am enjoying your poems and style, very enjoyable... Thank you as well! I really look forward to seeing what everyone is writing...

                              Hi Miss Guitar.... Wow... quel magnifique rêve, non? Your English is great and I really enjoyed your poem... I hope you gave Paul a big hug in your dream I have had Beatle dreams for years... always wonderful

                              Electric Butterfly

                              Electric butterfly scarf around your neck
                              Looking like you are going to take flight
                              Breaking free from gravity
                              Electrically charged

                              Shooting star magnetic ring
                              Rare earth magnets
                              Come together to form the ring
                              Star magnetic

                                thank you Crossover Genius and love2travel
                                i admit it's hard for me to write in english, so i'm very happy if u like it
                                i have another one :
                                This is the story of a woman,
                                She was fighting for her life while giving birth to a child,
                                The only thing that kept her alive,
                                Was thinking about the love she had,
                                Her mother said she was brave,
                                Her father said after all that, she didn't lose her smile,
                                It was because she had been saved,
                                She wanted to live while,
                                Her baby was waiting for her smile.

                                  I stopped getting emails telling me when others reply!

                                  ops:

                                  I thought it had stagnated.

                                  Loved the poem!! Very unique!

                                  But, then again, I always love your poems.

                                  And...missguitar...

                                  Beautiful, yet again.

                                    thank u so much crossover genius
                                    you know it's so personal i've been hesitating before posting it
                                    i'll try to write someting else for you

                                      God gave Men a present,
                                      The present's name was Earth,
                                      But Men became violent,
                                      And into flames Earth burst,
                                      Our treasure is slowly dying,
                                      Murdered by conscious madness,
                                      Is it the time for mending,
                                      For reacting to before darkness ?

                                        Missguitar, I am starting to think you were kidding us!

                                        You've a wonderful control over the English language. And a special gift for poetry.

                                          ops: thank you
                                          about kidding you, i wasn't at all ! it's just that i'm not always sure about the words, i often look in my dictionary
                                          anyway, thank you for the compliment, i couldn't believe that you use the word "gift"
                                          i really love english words and it's a kind of game and challenge for me to write poems...

                                            One day I went to Liverpool,
                                            Of course i was with my lover,
                                            At that time we were young and fool,
                                            But we always stuck together,
                                            My memories play a trick on me,
                                            Though as far as I remember,
                                            It really was a place to be,
                                            The Beatles' town made me wonder,
                                            The beatles' museum was fantastic,
                                            A white piano, a yellow submarine,
                                            Alas I couldn't take a pic,
                                            Could be a cause for a bed in !

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