I have always had an urge to write but it was only recently I convinced myself that I could. The poems on this site are my first attempts. I prefer to write in prose to rhyme. I intend to continue as it has given me more pleasure than anything else I have experienced. I strongly believe that we are all citizens of this world and we all deserve a fair chance at its spoils. If we take time to enjoy each moment as it comes we will all notice that we live in a wonderful world. I am interested in both Western and Eastern Philosophy, I am in love with nature and spend as much time as possible outdoors, inhaling the natural air and beauty all around. more »
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Bob Blackwell Poems
! ! A Happy Person
Storm blown ripples line my weathered brow, face a map of life’s journey, of striving, disappointments
! ! At Days End
As our sun sets, our moon, a citrus segment, halfway to whole,
! ! Life
This life, this energy, this consciousness, we sense in
! ! Life Renewed
I look up into blue, blue heaven, watching a cloud move slowly drifting, floating, as it passes aimlessly through the unique experience of
! ! A Moment
Just a moment. Yes, a moment in time, A moment in your day, A moment in your life.
! ! Before Time
Before time, before birth of clocks, watches, other ways to
! ! At Daybreak
Sun rises on our anxious world, Streams of light pass through trees, to uncover a partial waiting scene. Robin the day’s first sound, sings,
! ! A Slaughter of the Innocent
Surreptitiously, they came ten assassins, by boat
! What is Love
Love is everything, love is everywhere. Hush! now is the time. For it to find you.
I Believe Before Everything Began, Befor...
The page is blank, pen is poised. Before time, before things happen, there was nothing, save for a void, a nothingness, a emptiness, no life
! Only Whispers
What good has the world done today, what deeds that make it now a better place? Very little do I feel? George on savior’s path to save the world.
Controlled by ego, driven by want, dogged by desire, blinded by guile, fail to see most of life’s attractions, Unseen natures, beauty, charm, style,
! ! Spirit of Africa
To visit Africa, to spend time to notice
! ! Oneness
Our walk to discovery was blessed, with a silence wrapped in music, the songs,
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! ! A Happy Person
Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
happiness and joy.
The winds of sorrow,
and displeasure have
left their mark on
my furrowed brow, but
my sparkling crows feet,
eyes, are happy lines.
the sad waters have left
their lines of memory,
there are no tears
for past events to fill up
dry lakes of discontent,
and my now happy smile,
helps smooth the waters of
my still much wrinkled face.
Flowers of hope have opened,
blossoms of bliss bloomed,...