The Little Things

 

The Little Things

 

 

Take your red roses

and diamonds,

These are not the things

she needs.

Empty promises, meaningless

words are just lies,

and not what she

needs to hear.

A simple kiss on

the nose,

a cup of coffee

just because,

these mean more

than words

and empty

promises.

A note just to

say Hi,

A single lily

and not

a bouquet

will earn her heart.

She doesn't need

your trinkets

or

fancy words.

She just needs

the little things!

 

Written: June 1, 2013

By: Me

Winter Looms

                                                                     Winter Looms


                                                                      Winter Looms

Stark and dreary

Cold and bitter frost.

Snow covers the ground,

a blanket of white.

Love turns cold

as a door closes.

Snowflakes fall

as tears drop to the ground.

Winter Looms,

love dies,

hearts break.

Spring will come,

hope renews,

leaves return to green,

sun shines bright

hearts will mend

as birds fly.

Spring will come.

Summer rounds the bend,

a door opens.

Joy returns

warmth evolves,

fading.

Summer rounds the bend,

fading into fall.

Autumn brings color,

reds, golds and browns.

Joy settles

wounds are healed,

love may have gone, but hope remains.

Leaves fall to the ground.

Birds fly south.

Life and love

have come full circle.

Time has changed,

hearts have healed,

tears of gone.

Winter Looms

 

Written: January 2012

By: Me



Poetry....

Poetry is a form of expression. A way to put your thoughts and feelings into writing. Its a way to be silly, emotional, angry and happy all without getting into (a lot) of trouble.

Poetry is an
Outlet for all those
Emotions and
Thoughts that only
You can express...

Part of my get back to writing plan (and just the papers that I have to write for school) is to be creative with my writing. So while not all the poems I write will make it to this blog, the ones I am willing to share will be here for you all to read.

Along with my poems, I will post, with credit given of course, poetry from others. Robert Frost is a favorite poet of mine and I have a collection of his poetry. If I read something and like it, I just might post it.

Enjoy....