Monthly Poetry Contest

The beauty of your written words
Became art, my eyes could see
Words expressed with feeling
Allowed my mind to run free
Poetic...

Inspired by Jai Masters beautiful poem dedicated to me “Redemption”

Oh Dear Lord I beg of you, please hear my...

                                      For My Linda and her Beloved Mother Rose...

I am at Druid’s Bar
on 11th Ave. and 50th St. in NYC.
I say to one of the older teachers,
“You think I'm smart for a young guy?”...

When my world is silent, and my heart is still,
When the wind goes quiet and the fire does still,
'
His eyes are on me.
'...

O if I were a romantic wanderer, hailing from distant lands across that isolating lake and telling stories of valor unspoken on this island, how my...

Bathing it in the soothing chill of river waters,
Sunning it in the lukewarm young dawn-light,
Drying it in the shade of a wizened old...

Life, I think, is a bit of a paradox.
Floating through this desolate void devoid of context and explanation, (some might suggest value as well, I...

Sitting cross-legged on the floor,
Gazing up in adoration,
I could not wait to hear more,
I hang on your every word.

You tell...

Sometimes music can replay
Like we play
Like cats and dogs just showing an elementary school love
I mean
Being mean to one...

Whether to be or whether not to be, pink petals pricked from flowers.
Wondering whether the tether will hold, or if the life will drain from...

There's no soul on this earth that is so pure. I'll call you an angel, with your beautiful round eyes, this much I am sure of. You've got

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I threw up my soul for all your heart, it's clear to see it didn't get me far. Here I am on my own, but I've never felt more at home. This was all...

Reality hit me, like a lightning bolt striking ground.
Shock of the past being irrelevant was mesmerising.
It was obvious in the moment...

Our home is destroyed
As our trees fall around us
Can we survive this?

Why do they kill us?
Do we really deserve this?
I...

  White, wooden, sunlit masts stand great and tall, like wise old sea-men remembering and recounting whaling battles of their exciting youth. Ships...