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  • Freshman - 544 Points Adam M. Snow (1/25/2015 5:47:00 PM) Post reply
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    A Poem
    Written by Adam M. Snow

    What I see
    beyond the horizon glow.
    Beyond the hues of purple and gold.
    Beyond the setting sun
    and the glittering of the bluish sea.
    I see a coming birth,
    a new day,
    new beginning.
    I see hope.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,316 Points Dan Reynolds (1/25/2015 7:18:00 AM) Post reply

    Happy Burns Day to you
    Happy Burns Day to you
    Happy Burns Day dear PHers
    Happy Burns Day to you:

    Rabbie’s Eye
    (Robert Burns 1759-1796)

    The twenty-fifth of January
    A day when aw Scots smile
    Remembering the greatest bard
    Tay ever grace the “Royal Mile”
    This son of Ayr, of toil an moil
    Whose pen and wit, when put tay test
    Was courted by baith high and low
    Tay this day, still deemed, Scotia’s best

    Fur who c’d haud a candle
    Tay his banter, lush and loose
    Tay string sic words o wisdom fay
    A chance encoontur wi a moose
    Immortalised the humble haggis
    Hauf the world now know its fame
    An tho he loved the lassies o’
    Above them aw came Jeannie’s name.

    Tho only therty-seven years passed
    Afore his wick had burnt right oot
    His spirit, words an songs live still
    In those who choose tay follow suit.
    Tay lift his mantle, brave an braw
    Humanitarians, first, above aw.

    As Venus fades in a Winter sky
    I just see the winking, of Rabbie’s eye.

  • Rookie - 345 Points Jeremy Horsford (1/24/2015 6:17:00 AM) Post reply

    Life through a colleague's eyes 

    I have trust issues. Which no one person can be directly accused. 

    I have lived a life of being beaten and cheated. In many ways 
    psychologically defeated. 

    My small and petite stature, has left me open to the world's abuse. 
    My small and petite stature has set me up to have a life where I 
    constantly lose. 

    Why have I been designed for failure?Why is it I seem to attract 
    predatory creatures? 

    I am now of the mind where I expect to be hurt early on in relationships. 
    I find it difficult to resolve challenges within relationships. I run from 
    inexhaustible issues within relationships. 

    Something needs to change and I do not want to agree to a new a found 
    friend's opinion of my state of mind. Although I can see he will never 
    leave me behind.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,499 Points Professor Plum (1/23/2015 10:18:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I just want to get Barry off the front slot. Hello everyone!

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Barry A. Lanier (1/21/2015 2:17:00 AM) Post reply

    Just wanted the say I'm Back

  • Freshman - 643 Points Albert Vynckier (1/20/2015 7:58:00 AM) Post reply

    post traumatic disorders: 1940-1945 due to 14-18

    there is no science without prescience
    it wouldn't be a science

    every science has its prophets

    medicine changes the body
    the body changes the medicine

  • Rookie - 86 Points Kathleen Neff (1/19/2015 11:13:00 AM) Post reply

    To all those who read my earlier post,
    I am sorry to have worried you so but I am not going to kill myself. Its just that, in my family when a person becomes a certain age, their parents decide to stop celebrating their birthday because they are to old to celebrate it. I just don't want to stop celebrating my birthday though.
    As I said before I am terribly sorry to cause such worry.

  • Gold Star - 34,217 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (1/18/2015 5:51:00 PM) Post reply


    Dotage pervades upon the ashen grey,
    mercurialed waves of a rankled brain;
    thank Christ insanity smothers p a i n.

    Hemispheres networks sore estranged,
    obstruction, occlusion, neurologic stain
    like leaves besmirched by driving rain.

    Waning, draining, consumed in bereft,
    so hauntingly loud be their final breaths
    until mercy comes by the heart of Death.


  • Rookie - 249 Points Mysia Hayling (1/17/2015 5:53:00 PM) Post reply

    Poetry is truly an art I really enjoy reading other people's work and finding pleasure in doing so. Just want to encourage all poets to continue to writing.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,883 Points Mike Acker (1/17/2015 2:35:00 AM) Post reply

    Brother's Keeper

    When baby strollers are instant coffins
    and body parts are stepped upon;
    when gray matter hangs on walls
    like sticky cotton balls,

    on-lookers continue doing what they do.
    Those who eat, eat.
    Those who sleep, sleep.
    Those who watch, watch.

    When children are skinned and their parents
    lose their head, then their minds,
    when rape and rapine become commonplace,
    leaving no room for solace,

    witnesses don't stop what they do.
    Those who laugh, laugh.
    Those who look, look.
    Those who think, forget.
    Mike Acker

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