Just For You Poetry

An exciting time for the plunderers .. Queen Bess certainly took some pleasing..

it is Dorothy ..just like that..

i can smell the gardenia Dorothy as the kisses brush its petals..lovely imagery here my friend..

Oooh.. you naughty girl Jan,now stop making excuses..lol

Slow serene snowflakes
swirl silently shimmering
softly seductive

(c) Stella Armour 2010

A lovely early morning scene Dorothy, i love the dew stealing through the woods and chasing rabbits..it gives me the imagery of little bobtails hopping away.. gorgeous...

Oh goodness Tom, what a really scary thing to happen to a little boy, you must thought it was coming for you...bet you had nightmares for a long time after that.. ..aw bless.

Poetry does this,
it connects us to people through their words, they touch our hearts and souls and we feel as though those words were written for us, often we can cry with joy or sadness and it is a complete stranger than give rise to these emotions within us.

https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8621/15781813393_dc8146f0e9_o.jpg Often whilst walking in my garden my thoughts dear friend turn to you and how you loved to sit on your log enjoying the flowers too You meant so much to so many always finding just the right word forever reaching out in poetry which i...

This is so true Fay, when i was at an all time low years ago someone told me to write how i felt, and i did ..it was like i had opened up and shared my grief, and then i wrote letters to myself about what to do, what i wanted. It might sound silly but it saved my sanity through those dark days and n...

A most dreadfully cruel disease,that slowly steals everything incuding dignity..not enough research is being done in this field and it is good that people like you make an awareness of it Sandra..

I am so sad to hear that an old friend has passed away Joseph. Using the metaphor of the old dam was really very clever because water follows the stream of life in a similar way to us,with all the twists and turns and difficulties that we overcome to keep going. You do still write some wonderful poe...

I am in tears Karin, this beautiful poem has brought the tears of joy that have been welling up inside me all day.

i shall keep this lovely poem and save it for her to go in her memory box..thank you so much my friend.xxxx

Yes..once we have taken it we have started on a journey of the unknown, but each time we fall and then get up and carry on we get stronger.

First steps are hard to take sometimes..

I think many of us do that Sandra,
we somehow think the grass is greener somewhere else only to find that the greenest grass was right here all along..

https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3696/12907650663_fd4db57ab8_o.jpg Gleaming warmth from twilight sweet soothes my aching soul yet leaves me much too soon coaxing fearful night chills to find me twixt sad sheets beneath the midnight sky Low moon-talk steals sleep and bright twinkling stars spellbind t...

She, being sensitive was aware of the beautiful free gifts she had been given and treasured them, it is so sad that many only look inwards..

Just reading your words made me smile Nishu.. it is a wonderful world when we seek and find simplicity.

I am white and yet i would love to have a dusky brown skin, i think if i may use the word kindly "black" is beautiful.

The father's words are wise, at the end of the day beauty is really only skin deep anyway.

Haha, my pleasure Tom, and i shall be adding more forms to the list as well.

We want all our members to be comfortable here, and we thought that perhaps some of you might like to play with form even just for the fun of it.
We enjoy and welcome all the freeform poems just as much..

Sand hopping over cloud shadows sounds so delightful Fay, your Cornish coast is a blessing for your poetry

I can only agree with what Arsh says here Seema,and i am so fortunate that you keep such a wonderful sense of spirituality alive on our site..thank you so much

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NP8MvjVJgH0 Peaceful is the night sky peaceful Shimmering stars adorn a sapphire sky whilst the silver moon resides in splendour over angels of the night as they pray. This is the night sky peaceful Serene is the night sky serene Lullabies of silent words sing to me,...

if we looked up more often we would see some wonderful changes happening right through the day.

You have captured the changing hues of a stormy sky so well here Fay...

https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7420/16168700770_259011c536_n.jpg I weave the silken threads of you and i soft satin love bonds blend persuasion’s seam with fragile fondness breathed upon a sigh as true as sun splashed sparkles bless life’s stream and from the spin of love lines on my loom a prophec...

Ah, i am relaxed within minutes of listening to this beautiful birdsong Karin.. one bird is whistling as i type...lol

oh so beautiful, your poetry and i am always in awe of the imagery that it provides..so soothing, just perfect!

It is such a shame that our red squirrels are declining in numbers Tom.

You poem flows beautifully and i could recall the scent of pine and the magical call of the lakes.. such a lovely place., and a long time since i have been there..

We hope you have a lovely day...

A wonderful maxim for living Joseph, your words are so wise..

There is more pleasure in giving than taking, listening is often better than talking and love shared always comes back, often manyfold..

Thank you so much for posting your lovely words here...

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Oh, so sensual and beautiful as always Richard.

Only you and her know the essence of you and your passion for her knows no bounds,
the outside world sees only the husk but not the seed within...

Aw... that is cute.. a special bond.

There is usually very little sense to made of strife Tom,it just comes and goes leaving us with jumbled thoughts and "what ifs". Pieces don't fit and we don't know why, we doubt ourselves and get lost in the wilderness of time. Maybe it is best to try and forget about those empty spaces an...

Zingingly zuperb...

Wisdom teeth are always so deeply embedded that they never want to leave you..

i think you were very brave Sandra..

A beautiful sentiment Nishu, and as i read your words i realized that this lovely poem could be for a loved one or a child.

A heartbeat away is the closest love..

Love the picture by the way Tom..

I know this feeling Tom, a longing to re-engage into the moments that awakening have stolen from you.

That warmth you had sunk into that was so precious you couldn't bear to leave it for fear of never finding it again in the ether...

And you must run Fay, as so quickly your muse might fall asleep again..

The picture you have chosen is a great example of the foggy writer's block

We hope you have a wonderful day!

One of the best descriptions of chronic pain that i have read Cindy.

It does steal time when it targets your concentration hour after hour and nothing will fill its need.

Many others will easily relate to this well penned poem..

Oracles, dismissed by so many, and yet they are around us in our silent thinking and imaginings... not dumb at all to the creative mind.

Another beautiful write from you Fay...so pleasing.

The lightness and beauty of a fragile pressed flower in contrast to the heavy ugliness of a mud filled trench is perfect Tom to convey the how love can be so cruelly destroyed.
A wonderful poem which makes the reader pause for a few moments in awe of the imagery it portrays..

Your home sounds delightful....

A very cruel disease Seema i spent most of my working life in residential homes caring for people with this illness..i know how hard it is for both carer and patient..

it is so easy to withdraw when we are hurting, but your advice is sound Seema... we must keep on paddling the boat or we might sink.

"And find peace in your way" a phrase that suggests we all have our own way of finding our own stillness,. What is serenity for one may be thought of as loneliness by another.Also i enjoyed seeing the repetition of some phrases Seema..thank you so much for posting these wise words.

I was enchanted straightaway from the opening line Fay, your imagery and mood are so beautiful.

We must always remember that these gales come suddenly and hope our loved ones are safe on quiet waters.

https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8616/16300241215_3522825585_n.jpg in grief silence becomes her natural beauty but she sees only the darkness whilst others see only her exquisite perfection. © Stella Armour 17-01-15 Note: ekphrastic poetry is using two kinds of artwork by the same person.

https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5592/14486496861_5b8184c382_n.jpg When I think of you it is in the soft glow of twilight on a warm, sensual evening for that is how you come to me, in gentle tones and beautiful thoughts There is a kindness about you, so tender that I want to fall into you and know th...

Melancholic thoughts here my friend, it is sad when when people don't use their gifts and even sadder when love dies..

Oh how true Dorothy, there is a poem in everything, mother nature and love sees to that...

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