| The troubles and strife of my life. | The trouble and strife of my life.
My dear, you are the love of my life. I just want you to know that every day I'm struggling and dealing with strife. But to you is always where I go. I can see the trouble looming, and my problems draw near. I... | A J C |
| Why do you look the other way? | Why do you look the other way?
Why do you look at me with your eyes closed? Don't you want to see my soul? I'm different from you in so many ways, but you still take the time to judge me anyway. Every cloud that floats by is different in its own... | A J C |
| Hold your dreams tight. | Dreams do come true.
Hold fast to your dreams, for if dreams die, life is broken, and winged birds cannot fly. Hold fast to your dreams, for when dreams go, life is a barren field of frozen snow, and always let Your Love show. But this you... | A J C |
| The pain in your eyes. | The pain in your eyes.
Your eyes show a soft glow, yet your pain, I can see a shadow. Your heart whispers, but it's unheard. I can feel the gentle touch and your warm smile, yet I can hear your silent scream that hangs in the air under the moon's... | A J C |
| The darkness of the night. | The darkness of the night.
My love of the night let us be true to one another, for the world that lies before us, a land of dreams so various, so beautiful, so new, does not have neither joy nor love, nor light or certitude or peace or help for... | A J C |
| The love we once had. | The love we once shared.
It was early in the morning when I heard the alarm. We searched for words unspoken, and you touched me on the arm. There are no more tears left to shed. So, pull the shades down on the window and let's go back to bed.... | A J C |
| The wine upon your lips. | The wine on your lips.
I love your hair. When you kiss me, the strands touch my face. It feels like lace. As for me, the cold, calm kiss from your virgin lips and the love from above makes me bliss. Having your young and warm body in my arms... | A J C |
| The ugly girl like me. | The ugly girl like me.
In my high school days, I learned the truth. The ugly duckling girls like me were never seen. I was a brown-eyed girl with hand-me-downs. Whose name they could never pronounce. The beauty queens who would get to serve only... | A J C |
| Just let me go. | Let me go and let it show.
I guess I got what I deserved. I kept you waiting for so long. Did you think that I would forget? I do have many things I regret. The special love I had for you, my Kathy Lu. All those days became so long. Did you... | A J C |
| The Man and the Sea. | The Man and the Sea.
I stand and look over the sea, I can smell its salty scent and feel its breeze. I saw many dreams of all the men that were lost at sea. Every wave is just another dream to The widow that sits and weeps on the peak, waiting... | A J C |
| In the fog the lighthouse sits. | In the fog, the tower sits.
As I approach the lonely midnight hour, I see the lighthouse tower, and then I see the distant things in purple: the kings. The color of the air disappears; only God knows exactly where. However, the tower of the night... | A J C |
| In the darkness I stand. | In the darkness, I stand.
Here I stand deep in the darkness, peering, wondering, and fearing. My dreams are doubting. Then I heard a soft, sweet whisper of your voice in the air, and the silence was broken and not another word was spoken. Then I... | A J C |
| The mother and daughter. | Your mother is always right.
As the clouds float by, I stand on a high mountaintop in the windy sky. I can still see your mom in the stars, and the sparkle in your pretty blue eyes and soft ivory skin is no surprise. I can see in your mother's... | A J C |
| The whispering of the leaves. | The whisper from the leaves.
Here I am, sitting on a hill in complete and blissful solitude. You can look, but don't make a sound. Look at the leaves dancing in the wind. Stand still and listen to the sound. The subtle blowing Breeze, when there... | A J C |
| My Man and the Sea. | My Man and the Sea.
She sits on the rocks. The ocean is quiet, deep, and alone. I wish in my heart that my man would come home. The waves whisper to me, and the soft sands of the sea sweep over my feet and surround where I stand. I need my man.... | A J C |
| The owl in the a tree. | The owl is in the tree.
As I walk into the deep woods, I can feel the heap, rubble, and stubble of the leaves and branches crackling under my feet. I know I should retreat. But I will stay. I will never walk away. The owl, perched high in the... | A J C |
| Still the children cry. | Still, the children cry.
I can hear the children crying in the middle of the night. They whisper in my ears the things I fear and never want to hear. They're here from the past to ask me to help them at last. Furthermore, They all told me a... | A J C |
| Time. | Time.
Put out the sun. Pull the stars from the sky. The universe has ended. My soul has died. The pain in my heart forever will stay. I longed for your love. You walked away. But I will always love you at the end of every day.... | A J C |
| The diamond pendant. | The diamond pendant.
I gazed at the diamond necklace around your pretty neck and gave little thought to what I bought. As I lay on the couch in a vacant mood, my inward eye could see your beauty and ruby-red lips, which made me Bliss with... | A J C |
| The little boy in school. | I was old schooled.
I thought I was cool when I left school. I never learned the golden rule. Then I said to myself, What a fool! Why did you leave school? So I played it cool and took some of the tools I needed to survive. That is the only... | A J C |
| The poet and the painter. | The poet and the painter.
As i watch as you write your poem's it's like watching a painter; only the painter uses a brush and paper. It still remains the same, sooner or later. Isn't the word teardrop and the painted picture of a teardrop drop... | A J C |
| Behind the steel door. | Behind the steel door.
As I walked into the deep forest, I could see a steel door. I was handed a skeleton key to open it. If you dare open it, you will end up crying on the floor. No man should ever see what's behind that door. But I asked... | A J C |
| I sell dreams. | I sell dreams.
You want beautiful woman, gold and silver, and a house that glitters. There are always white clouds that float by. Don't forget the stars in your eyes. But with every dream comes pain, sorrow, and lies, and you may not live to see... | A J C |
| The man on the roof. | The man on the roof.
They call me Dan the man. I am a handy man with a gun in my hand. I am like no other lover. If you don't like me, then wait to meet my brother. I'm a carpenter by trade, and I fix roofs all day. I don't do windows or panes.... | A J C |
| Life is a struggle. | Life is one big struggle.
When your funds are low and your debts are high, you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When everything comes crashing down a bit, take a rest and never quit. This life is full of twists and turns, but with every turn... | A J C |
| The end of the line. | The fine line.
When you're in between life and death everything in this world, it doesn't mean a thing. It's all becomes vanity now that you can see. Your dreams of pain, hate, and sorrows fade away like the clouds in the sky; they move on bye.... | A J C |
| The Field of dreams. | The field of dreams.
As I sit in a field of soft leaves, surrounded by trees. I looked and, there stood a young girl with stars in her eyes, the moon in one hand, and the gold cup in the other. She spoke these words like no other. She said, Why... | A J C |
| Into the night. | Into the night.
As I walk down the street, I meet you, but I fell in love. My heart wants you; only without you am I am lonely. You seem different, and you have your own ways. It's the month of May, and with the scent of fresh flowers in the... | A J C |
| In the green fields. | In the green fields.
I see large green fields and farms lying ahead of me. Cows are grazing in the pasture. In a place full of serenity, my spirit is filled with joy and peace; it's a place to get rid of all your troubles. A place where the... | A J C |
| The Wilton rose. | The Wilted rose.
A dream is a magical thing. A secret place where no one can go. A path to make a new start it lures you on it never stops it always one step ahead it never ends if you want you can send them to your friends. One day, it will... | A J C |
| The stream down below. | Your Love flows.
As I sit and look at the stream, it flows like a dream; that never stops and always grows. I smell a sweet scent that hangs in the air. I glance behind me, and you're standing there. So we go for a walk as I hold your soft,... | A J C |
| The dreams I leave behind. | What is my name?
I forgot how to read or write, and I don't know, my name. Every day is the same. They roll me onto my side to clean and change me, then wipe the teardrops from my eyes; I have no concept of pride or shame. I can see shadows and... | A J C |
| What we once had is lost. | What we once had.
Are you cold or warm? What we once had, we were strong, and we once shared laughter, playfulness, wishes, and dreams. You pulled away, and I pulled you back. I was being too needy and clinging to my own feelings. That made you... | A J C |
| Childhood living in is easy to do. | Childhood living is easy to do.
All my days have come and gone, and all my memories end up in the past. My childhood living was easy to do but now it's faded I leave it up to you. And my carefree days do not last. The wrinkles I can notice, and... | A J C |
| The candle glows and the bees hum. | The candles glow, and the bees hum.
The clouds are strong, yet they float along in the breeze, holding a lot of rain, and the teardrops make a song-like sound as they splatter against the window pane. I look and can see the glow of the candles. I... | A J C |
| The last knock on my door. | The knocks on my door.
There's one last knock on my door. It's one more heartache that sends me to the floor. They are all in my soul, and I love them all. I am not cold, so I keep them in the cloud in the sky. But now that I'm old and gray, I... | A J C |
| The words you speak cut deep. | The words you speak cut deep.
You may cut me with your eyes and kill me with your hatred, but I will always have my faith, for heaven's sake. But like the air, I still rise, but you have to stand on the other side. You can't take my pride away... | A J C |
| The keeper of the Stone. | The shadows I see.
It's a beautiful day as I walk through the town, stop by the old church, and look around. Gazing behind it, I discern an ordained shadow. The shadow points to an old graveyard with slate-smooth stones. There is a picture of a... | A J C |
| The owl in the tree. | The owl in the tree.
I sit and listen under the tree and see the moon light and smell the moonlight air, I can hear a howl from an owl from nobody knows where. He yells out his howl, but I'm the only one there. He sits up in the old oak tree... | A J C |
| People on the street. | People on the street.
When I watch where people on the street meet, they stand in line, warm and breathing through the street. I lodged only for a little while. I give them a big smile. Then I climb to the top of a sand pile to get a bird's eye... | A J C |
| I Will never surrender. | I will never surrender.
I will never surrender. I am in love and will always be. I love you even more, no matter what faith has in store for me. I refuse to surrender; I won't go down with the ship. You might find yourself falling into his arms.... | A J C |
| In the heap and stubble. | In the heap and stubble.
As I walk, I think it must be queer to stop without a farmhouse near. I can see the frozen lake. It was the darkest night of the year. So, I give myself a shake to get rid of the downy snowflakes. The woods are dark and... | A J C |
| Just take my hand. | Just take my hand.
Your eyes have to be stars that fell from the sky. Your soft, sweet lips must have come from a tulip. Take my hand, and I will take you on a journey. Where there are bright lights and the moon shines bright and the scent of... | A J C |
| The day I found you. | The day I found you.
Nicole was mine from the first day I found her. Then Sue came along and loved me strong, I thought me and sue she died too. I need a girl who will stay and not run behind me. I had it up to here, where love is a small word... | A J C |
| I have no reason. | I have no reason.
I went to the mouth of a graveyard. I seen people all around with tears in their eyes. I seen a tiny white coffin with a baby inside. I seen death all around, with no place to hide. I looked into my dog's eyes, and she knew she... | A J C |
| All I need to know. | All I need to know.
I was your love for many years Your tears remind me of a cloud that holds a lot of rain, and your pain and sorrows fill many of my tomorrows. If I could borrow the stars in the sky and put them in your eyes, the moon would... | A J C |
| The harvest Moon. | The harvest moon.
I look out my window and can see a bright orange harvest moon. It indicates that I'll be seeing you soon. Your beauty is like the golden wheat in a cool summer breeze. I smell your scent on my sleeve. You are the wheat, and I am... | A J C |
| The song you sing. | The song you sing.
I can hear the song you sing, and I do understand. You hold the key to love and fear in the palm of your trembling hand. Just one key will unlock the door. It's there at your command. I won't make a stand. Because I know you... | A J C |
| The ruby red bird. | The ruby-red bird.
I looked and saw a ruby-red bird with a broken wing on the ground, but she would not sing. So I took her home and put a sling on her wing. A few days later, she was playing on her swing and singing. Then I looked down at my... | A J C |
| Somewhere, someday, somehow. | Somewhere, someday, somehow.
There is a place where we can go for peace, quiet, and nice, clean air. It waits for me and you and I can take you there. It's time for a new way of living and a new way of forgiving. A time to spare, a time to... | A J C |
| The 57 Chevy. | The 57 Chevy.
The moon rises and your eyelids get heavy, but you look great in the back seat of my 57 Chevy. I know the load you bear is heavy. But I will make it light, even if I have to fight. Because I love you, I will make it right.Every... | A J C |
| The clouds get in my way. | The clouds get in my way.
Now the time has come and gone. To say I love you can't be wrong. But I'm weak, and you are strong. I can hear the storms far away, but it's the clouds in my mind that get in my way. They rain and snow on me every day. I... | A J C |
| The leaves dropped there tears. | The leaves dropped their tears.
I love the woods; they are so dark and deep. But I do have one promise I will keep. I will try to make it before I go to sleep. The woods are chilly on my cheeks, and I love it when the leaves weep. I can hear the... | A J C |
| Nothing lasts forever. | Nothing lasts forever.
You used to cast a spell on any man with your beauty; and the sparkle in your eyes and ruby red lips and hair of silk they were at your command. They would stare and gaze whenever you come near, Now you're old, and like a... | A J C |
| The lost car keys. | The lost car keys.
Part of losing is not hard to master, and filled with intent, that is no disaster. Well, the loss of your car keys hurt's but is an hour poorly spent. However, the time you put into losing them is not hard to master it gives me... | A J C |
| The candle glows. | The candle is lit.
The light of a candle glows. The cool summer breeze blows. The stream down below flows. The world turns slow. Will our love still grow and flow? The raindrops fall from the clouds, and when lightning strikes, it's so loud. But... | A J C |
| Feathers in the tree. | Feathers in the tree.
Hope is the thing with feathers—that purchase in the soul and it gives you a smile—and sings the tune without the words and never stops—at all, and sweetest—in the gale is heard—and sore must be the storm—that could abash... | A J C |
| Crystal | Crystal
When you put your dog to sleep and she looks into your eyes, she knows she is going to die. There are no more rides through the countryside, and there is no place for you to hide. You sit there and cry. Every teardrop is one more day;... | A J C |
| The Cleaning lady | Now you understand.
You come over and knock on my door to clean and mop the floor, clean me, and feed me in my time of need, then you leave and go away and come back the next day. When will I see you again? When I look at you, I can see your... | A J C |
| The words you speak. | The words you speak.
You may shoot me with your hateful words and cut me with your eyes, but like the air, I still rise. Does my beauty offend or hurt you? Does it come as a surprise that I dance like I have diamonds in my eyes? When you look at... | A J C |
| The wet bed. | The wet bed.
I made myself a snowball; it was as perfect as it could be. I was thinking of keeping it as a pet, and I would let it sleep with me. I put on its pajamas and made a pillow for its head. When I looked back, I saw that it had run away,... | A J C |
| I had a vision. | I had a vision.
When I was a child, I had a vision that your lips moved, and I can't hear what they say. I look once more and see something that I cannot place my finger on. I would never wish you any harm, but there was a photograph of a child... | A J C |
| The knock on my door. | The knock on my door.
I know there won't be a knock upon my door. You're in love; I can't see you anymore. But I won't go down with the ship; I won't hurt myself or surrender. I'm still in love and always will be. She may have gold hair and rosey... | A J C |
| Show me the way. | Show me the way.
You have no fortune, and men disgrace you with their eyes. You kneel down and weep all alone, and heaven does not hear your cries. So I look at myself and curse my fate. I have nothing left to lose; I'm an outcast in the state.... | A J C |
| The drinking hole. | The drinking hole.
We're here at our drinking hole cannery row. I see the ship sway and turn as they bring in their catch. As they dropped their nets, what a mess! We gut and clean the fish as they flop on the deck. I believe one more beer is in... | A J C |
| The tropical island. | The tropical islands
We live on an island where there are two volcanoes, and their hot, steamy lava flows down into one and hits the ground. Just like are love flows into one when there is no one around, Your hair blows through the tropical... | A J C |
| The shady Lanes of May. | The shady lanes of May.
I love a field of green and shaded lanes. And the scent of the garden's and woods running through your veins. I can see through your eyes brown streams and soft, dim skies. The feel of your smooth, soft lips upon mine. I... | A J C |
| Out of the heap and stumble. | Out of the heap and stubble.
As I walked into the woods with the branches crackling under my feet, I reached down into the heap of rubble and stubble and pulled you from the ground. There is no one else to be found. You're bare-naked; your skin... | A J C |
| Your hair of woven silk. | Your hair of woven silk.
You are standing there with your silky black hair, which required the finest silkworm to weave. Your eyes were stolen from the stars way up high in the sky. Your ruby-red lips are soft and sweet, but I have to ask. I know... | A J C |
| The Sea of people. | The sea of people.
As I walk through a sea of people, I can feel that some are good, some are bad, some are happy, and some are sad. It makes me mad. Then I look and can feel their pain and their sorrows, and they don't have any more tomorrows.... | A J C |
| Love is like a cloud. | Love is like a cloud.
Your love is like a flame, and it burns you when it's hot. But it also hurts; it's like the rain; it fills the clouds as they turn gray. Some are weak, and some are strong. You may think I did you wrong. Can you try and help... | A J C |
| The fields of green. | The fields of green.
As I walk into a field of green, I can see you standing there. In your white lace gown, it's not a dream. The stream of glass is on one side, and the tares in wheat are on the other side. There are two paths, one to the right... | A J C |
| It has been written in the scrolls | In my heart and soul.
It's not like your beauty and youth are my own. And a teardrop from your cheek ase it hits the ground. But it does make you more dear; there is no heart that has truly loved, never forgotten, or has any regrets. I can see... | A J C |
| Just one more year. | Just one more year.
The moon glows brightly as it lights up the night. The night turns into day, and the day turns into night. Tomorrow turns into yesterday, and yesterday turns into tomorrow. My pains turn into sorrows now, I wish for tomorrow.... | A J C |
| Gowns, buckles,and slippers. | Gowns, buckles, and slippers.
I look, and there you stand. Your gown is made out of the finest wool from the pretty lambs we pull. I see on your feet lined slippers for the cold with the buckles made out of pure gold. A belt made out of straw and... | A J C |
| December's bleak roar. | December's bleak roar.
December is bleak, as the cold wind is howling. As I lay here, drowning in my tears, waiting for summer to appear, I looked and could see the fields laid bare and waste. The weary winter is coming fast, and I lay here cozy... | A J C |
| The girl in the front row. | The girl in the front row.
When I was a child, I was in a classroom where boys would pull my hair. I was a kissy little girl with curls in my hair. I have a charm up my sleeve. When the boys look, they do not leave. I'm like a panther in the... | A J C |
| I can touch the Stars. | I can touch the stars.
I forget what we once had. It's still there, but when I look, it's nowhere to be found. As I search up and down and all around, I see people come and go, and the lilies of the valleys, I watch them grow. Maybe one more... | A J C |
| My dear Nicole. | To my dear Nicole.
To my dear friend Nicole, being with you makes me never feel old. As we lay side by side and your head sinks into the soft pillow, I can see the sparkle in your eyes. They're like butterflies flying by. As I touch your cheek,... | A J C |
| The mighty oak tree. | The mighty oak tree.
She stood beneath a great oak tree. And she glanced at my face, sad with pain. Then I heard the crackling of branches. She came by and sat by my side, taking her hand, which felt like a cool summer's rain. I do not know me,... | A J C |
| The lonely seashore. | The lonely seashore.
I love the lonely shore as my feet sink in the sand it feels grand. Where no one intrudes. I look out at the big blue sea, and I can hear the echoes of its music in its roar. I don't love any man less, but nature even more.... | A J C |
| The end time's. | The end is near.
They say the world will end in fire, and others say ice. But what I have tasted is desire. I hold on to those who favor fire. If I should perish twice, I know enough of hate to know it will be ice; that's also great and would... | A J C |
| My father lies down and sleeps. | As my father lies sleeping.
He gave me life and kept me warm through all the storms. Now here he lies with his arms beneath his head, and as I look, he has fallen cold and dead. I feel his lips, and they are cold, pale, and still. So I feel this... | A J C |
| She waits for with me. | She waits with me.
My captures locked me in a room, tied and blindfolded, for one year. It was dark and silent; there was no one there. So I dreamed about a girl with golden hair that would blow in the warm summer breeze and her eyes sparkle... | A J C |
| Way up high in the sky. | Way up high in the sky.
It's time for me to go to sleep. There are 100 meds I have to keep. The room is dark and silent. And my eyelids grow heavy as my head sinks into the soft pillow. Now I'm ready. My dreams are days, and my days are dreams. I... | A J C |
| The old house up the road. | The old house up the road.
As I walk down a dirt road, I see an old home with peeling paint. Many years ago, the person who lived there, whom you may know, The reason was that a chilly wind I felt on my skin blew out of the house, a small, tiny... | A J C |
| The Garden of Eden. | The Garden of Eden.
When I look at you, I can see your beauty and smell the scent of your sweet lips it does not compare to anything in the sky or air. I love you and want to kiss them soft, sweet lips. And when I look at you, I feel the golden... | A J C |
| My angel in the clouds. | My angel in the clouds.
I want to walk through your dreams. I want to feel your heartbeat and be a part of your soul until I grow old. I'm not a bold man. One of your teardrops can fill 100 clouds that float by in the sky. I will not run and... | A J C |
| Are love will never fail. | Our love will never fail.
Life can sometimes hurt, and loved ones can betray. Emotions can get shattered and leave us in disarray. My love can be broken with the words you have spoken. Hurt causes bitterness, spreading hate and fear. It can... | A J C |
| The storm and the lighthouse. | The storm and the lighthouse.
I sit by the lighthouse and look up at the sky. I can see the puffy clouds as they float by. Then I was amazed when the angels arrived. They float down in their silky white gowns with diamonds in their eyes. I guess... | A J C |
| The diamond necklace. | The diamond necklace.
That you take as a gift and wear around your neck. You stole my heart and have remade the necklace of diamonds that blinds me when they sparkle. Then I see your eyes peer through the night into a never-ending, timeless... | A J C |
| Sometime life is a battlefield. | Sometimes life is a battlefield.
So many nights I sit by the phone, waiting for someone to call. All my dreams I kept inside alone in the dark; I did hide, then you came along and a light came on, giving me hope to carry on. I can see the waves... | A J C |
| If I only had one. | If I only had one.
If I only had one breast, would you still love me, or would you go for someone else? If I can't whisper, I love you in your ear. That is one of my biggest fears. I have one remaining wet teardrop; if that is not what you... | A J C |
| In my time of need. | In my time of need,.
When you have arrived, I can see a glow in your pretty blue eyes, and I can see your golden hair as it blows in the cool summer breeze. Just one touch of your silky, smooth lips would make me freeze. But in your eyes, I can... | A J C |
| When a Man loves a woman | When a man loves a woman.
There are a lot of things I do not know. So I make the rules up as I go. Can you try to make me understand that you will be my girl and I will be your man? I sit here, throwing punches in the air. Do you even care? Your... | A J C |
| You're that one grain of sand. | You're that one grain of sand.
As I walk along the road, I can see long fields of barley and rye that reach up to the clear blue sky. On the other side, the white willows quiver, and the cold breeze of dawn makes them shiver. I can see a roll of... | A J C |
| The light shines bright one wintry night. | The light shines bright one wintery night.
The sea is calling for me, and I can hear the echoes and whispers in my ear. The lighthouse shines bright through the cool winter's night. You can hear the waves smashing on the rocks. I can see its... | A J C |
| The shadow of the night. | A shadow comes by late one night.
When I go out in the moonlight, my shadow is by my side. Her eyes gleam like a cool summer breeze. When I go to bed, she is there in my dreams. When she has spoken, all the silence is broken, and when she walks,... | A J C |
| You stole my heart and soul. | You stole my mind and soul.
My mind is yours. So you decide whether I should sit, stand, cry, or die. You don't have to run or hide. I used to see fields of green and hear the golden daffodils dance in the summer breeze, and all you offered me... | A J C |
| You place a rose upon my stone. | You put a rose on my stone.
The soul of the dead slumbers. Life is real, and life is earnest. You want to go back to the dust and returnest. You have no joy or sorrow. Yet you look for tomorrow. As long as time is fleeting, the sound of the drums... | A J C |
| The shadows of people in the street. | The shadows of people.
As I drift into my dreams, like the clouds floating by way up high in the sky, I can see a sea of people talking, but no one is listening. I see a young child crying as his mother lays there, dying. I see people in the... | A J C |
| The cool Summer Breeze. | The cool summer breeze.
I can see and hear the wind stirring softly through the springing grass, and the river flows like a stream of glass. Then I look and can see a field of golden wheat blowing in the breeze, and I see a row of trees with no... | A J C |
| The skipper and the sea. | The skipper and the lighthouse.
The last night, the moon had a golden ring. The skipper with his weather beaten face blew smoke rings from his pipe. The wind was so cold, it could chill your soul. The wind was so loud as the white snowflakes fell... | A J C |
| As I lay by your side. | As I lay by your side.
As I lay here, they shut my eyes. But I can see you; I'm right by your side. I do not sleep; I'm awake. For heaven's sake, you whisper in my ears the things I want to hear. I'm still in love with you, my dear. I can't cry;... | A J C |
| The grave site on the hill. | The grave site on the hill.
My dreams are like a field of golden wheat that sways back and forth through the cool summer breeze. As I walk, I can see a shack with one candle glowing on the window pane. It's sparks a flame, and I see shadows from... | A J C |
| The shooting star. | The shooting star.
I wonder, like a shooting star, above the sky that flies over the valleys and hills. Then I saw a host of lonely daffodils next to a lake by the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze. The stars shine and twinkle. The... | A J C |
| A walk through the woods. | A walk through the woods.
I took a path into the woods, with the branches crackling beneath my feet. The field opened up, and I saw a host of golden daffodils beside a lake beneath the trees, dancing in the breeze. Then I saw a beautiful girl... | A J C |
| As I sit and gaze one summer day. | As I sit and gaze one day
I sit here and gaze at the trees as they sway back and forth in the cool summer breeze. On the side of a stream. Like the stream that flows, so does the blood in my veins flow, like our love that grows like the stars. I... | A J C |
| The colors you hold in your hand. | The colors you hold in your hand.
I can see the colors of light you hold in your hand. But I still don't understand. You come from a distant land, and the colors are low in pitch, deep purple's emeralds deep, and rich where Autumn's flaming and... | A J C |
| The lonely fields of green. | The lonely fields of green.
I love looking at the fields and the sights of green and shaded lanes. I can feel it running through my veins in the ordered woods and gardens. The brown stream of soft, dim skies. It brings a teardrop to my eyes. But... | A J C |
| When death stops by. | When death stops by.
When death has come by. It will be me you see at your side, and the flash from the past will go floating by like the clouds in the sky. I will grab them and put them in a jar by your bedside. He can't touch you; he can't pay... | A J C |
| The girl in the white lace gown. | She has a glow that flows.
You walk in beauty like the night. Your sparkling eyes shine so bright. I can smell your sweet scent; it smells so nice. That's why I love you—you're out of sight. Your thoughts of serenity are sweet, and they express... | A J C |
| One cold winter night. | One cold, wintery night.
I'm standing in the darkness all around me. The cold winter winds blow right by me. The giant trees are bending, and as I can hear, the crackling of their branches as they bare the weight of the snow. The storm is coming... | A J C |
| Between the pages of a book. | Between the pages of a book.
Love is like a silky red rose, and it sent is so bold. But it grows old, and it wilts. So you put it between the pages of your favorite book. And years later, you find that book and take a look. But now you are like... | A J C |
| The clouds in the sky. | The clouds in the sky.
A cloud can be whatever you see in it as it floats by in the sky. They tower so high as you look with your staring eyes, but you have never found a cloud sufficient to express the sky; it's the sky that swallows up the... | A J C |
| My friend in the wall. | My friend in the wall.
You can see the fields are a waste, and the very cold winter blast is coming fast and cozy here beneath the blast. Where will you dwell until the cruel past you once had? That heap of leaves and stubble. It has made you... | A J C |
| The forest is a token. | The forest is a token.
The forest is a token of trees. We live quietly and at ease. All the neighbors are by our side. Just like the cities are so wide. The buildings tower up to the sky. The wind blows intimately through the trees. I hold a... | A J C |
| The fire was burning bright. | The fire was burning bright.
My blood that runs through my veins is brightened, and my eyes are blurred with the flashes and crackling wood on the fire I can see and hear. Then I hear the rustling of leaves in the trees. They tower so high that... | A J C |
| The grain of sand in my hand. | The grain of sand in my hand.
I see visions of dreams as I stand by the roar of the shore. I hold within my hand one grain of sand. Through my fingers, the grain falls. Then I wept on the beach floor. My dreams are still dreams, yet my hope has... | A J C |
| The last kiss. | The last kiss.
One kiss from your pretty lips would drop me to my knees. Maybe it's time for me to leave? But if I should stay, I know I'm going to pay. So I think I should go and pray. Then the skies won't turn gray, and the sun will come out to... | A J C |
| The friend I never knew. | The friend I never knew.
As I walk through the cemetery for my daily exercise, everything is quiet and silent, but the summer breeze blows on my sleeve. I could smell the fresh scent of flowers on the graves as I walked by. I can see the shadows... | A J C |
| Unconditionally. | Unconditionally
Childhood living is so easy to do. But now that I'm older, I don't have a clue. I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain. Now you've decided to show me the same. My faith has been broken. Tears must be cried. Let's do some living... | A J C |
| The stirs of echoes. | The stir of echoes I hear.
I hear echoes whenever you are near. Men gaze and stare at your beauty. Your spell is in the air. You have eyes that make even the stars run and hide. The sun won't set and the moon won't rise whenever you come by. The... | A J C |
| The spreading chestnut tree. | The spreading chestnut tree.
It's a hot summer day. So I go to see my friend in the blacksmith shop. I can hear his steel hammer as it hits the anvil, and it makes a clang. You can hear it in the air for miles. He takes a break under the... | A J C |
| My Angel by the sea. | My Angel by the Sea.
I can see the gray clouds rolling in, and the wind is howling. The ship is tossing and turning, and you can hear the sails tearing. The waves are crashing over the bow as the mist hits my face. But there is no other place I... | A J C |
| The secret of the locked box. | The secret locked box.
As I look upon you, I can see this power that no woman can possess, or it would put her to rest. In your eyes that sparkle wide and your golden hair that blows in the cool summer breeze, I can see. I can smell the scent of... | A J C |
| The silky lips of a rose. | You're silky lips of a rose.
As I lay my head on the silky pillow by your side, I can see your eyes fluttering under your eyelids; they hide. Then I think, Are you dreaming of me or a stranger I can't see? I can smell your sweet perfume of apple... | A J C |
| The Moon over The village. | The moon looks over the village.
As we walked hand in hand by the village bandstand, the moon was out; it had a glow that shed a light on which way we should go. The night was silent until we went to the lake. Then the silence was broken by a... | A J C |
| The contest and promotions. | The contest and promotions.
I don't need your contest, and I don't need your promotions. You look and see nothing, and your eyes are blind. But I don't mind. All these poems are mine; every piece you find is a puzzle in your mind. The pain and... | A J C |
| The chimes of time. | The chime of time.
I can hear the chime from the church by the seashore. The scent of the apple blossoms fills the air, and I can see the pretty buds of May are already here. As I look, I can see you standing there. I am blinded. By the light,... | A J C |
| The lonely red rose. | The lonely red rose.
I look at you and can see the pain, the fear, and many tears and sorrows. I think you ran out of tomorrow's. I do have this lonely rose you can borrow. When you hold it up to your eyes, I can see a sparkle. The thorns will... | A J C |
| The rains came down. | The rains came down.
I have a promise to keep. And I have miles to go before I sleep. I can hear the echoes of your heartbeat. My perfect world is torn apart now that you are gone. The conflict I have is between love and hate, and I know it's... | A J C |
| You're pretty blue eyes once shined. | The eyes that once shined.
As you lay there with your head on a silk pillow, I can smell the scent of a rose upon your chest. Since they put you to rest . I can see into your eyes. But you can't see me. I know the reason why, and one teardrop... | A J C |
| The lonely daffodil. | The lonely daffodil.
I look and see that life is full of care. So why do you stand there and stare? Don't look up at the sky and watch the clouds float by. The sun shines and the birds in the tree sing, but if you are waiting for that smooth... | A J C |
| Why do You weep? | Why do you weep?
Why do you sit by my grave? I'm not there. I do not sleep. I am the wind that blows through your hair. The sparkle that's in your eyes and the sunlight on the field of wheat and ripening grain. I'm the gentle autumn rain. You... | A J C |
| Teardrops fall from the trees. | Teardrops from the trees.
A teardrop falls from the tree. I think it's telling us that the end is here for you and me. The sun turns a shade of black, and now is the time do not look back. The deer are running by, and you can see all their... | A J C |
| The love that came and went. | The love that came and went.
These things I bought, I bought them for you, and now that you're mine, I want to give them to you. Childhood living was easy to do, but now that I'm older, I'm still in love with you. The sun shines as it gleams off... | A J C |
| The leaves on the trees sings. | The leaves on the tree sing.
In your hand, you hold my soul, and it sings a tune without words and never stops at all. But the sweetest thing is in the gale I heard. Then there must be a storm, and you are always there to keep me warm. So why am... | A J C |
| The Shadow by the seashore. | The shadow by the seashore!
Huge, cloudy symbols of romance, and you in your nice silk gown with all the lace. They're all shadows in your hand that I have to chase. I can feel you in the hour; you look so fine. But I can never look upon you;... | A J C |
| The curtains on the wall. | The curtains on the wall.
My curtains are forcing their will against the wind; children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city drags itself awake on subway straps, and an alarm awakes as a rumor of war. Lie stretching into Dawn unasked... | A J C |
| The chimes in the night. | The chimes. Break up the night.
I'm standing in the darkness, and a chimes from the town Church Tower break up the silence of the night. I stand on the hill overlooking the grave sites and see the shadows of all the people from the past. They all... | A J C |
| The angel of the night. | She is a shadow in the night.
She walks into the beauty of the silent night and shines so bright. Even the fireflies run and hide whenever she walks by. I am mellow to her tender light that shines so bright. And her smile and brow, and her tint... | A J C |
| The wedding on the hill | The wedding is on the hill.
The bridegroom doors are open wide, and I'm the next of kin. I met the guests. The feast is set, and the wedding guests stood still as they listened. The bridegroom had his will. Then we walked, and merrily did we drop... | A J C |
| The box made of dreams. | The box made from dreams.
Build yourself a box. And make each part with care when it's strong enough. Put all your troubles in there. Then take another look, and you will see there's nothing there. Then put in it all your thoughts, failures, and... | A J C |
| The text. | The text.
Like an injured bird, your text is full of significant words. What I read feels small and absurd. I can see the code you sent is broken. I can't picture your hands; you text too many demands; nothing my thumb presses will ever be heard.... | A J C |
| The old farmhouse. | The old farmhouse.
As I walk for miles, the scent of the beach comes near. Then the fields of wheat appear, and as I cross, I can see a farm in the fog. So I tap on the window pane, and I can hear whispers in my ears from many years ago. I have... | A J C |
| The letter that was never sent. | The letter that was never sent.
Your love is like a melody that is sweetly played in June. And I will stay with you, my dear, till all the seas go dry. There will not be one more teardrop in your eye. There is no more use for us in this world.... | A J C |
| Crystal | When you have to put your dog to sleep and she looks into your eyes, she knows she is going to die. There are no more rides through the countryside, and there is no place for you to hide. You sit there and cry. Every teardrop is one... | A J Caron |
| A nickel or a dime. | A nickel or a dime.
As I look, I can see golden daffodils dancing on the hills in the breeze. Then I look, and I can see 100 ships sailing in the sea. I can see a road made out of diamonds as far as my eyes can see. I look one more time and can... | A J C |
| The man with the golden eyes. | One moment in time.
The clouds may turn a shade gray, but I'm here for you today. Sometimes your eyes of heaven shine. But they're his gold, and they're often declined. The external summer will never fade. Even if the clouds turn gray, death... | A J C |
| The dream never meant to be. | The clouds are always gray.
I wondered, like a cloud that floats over the hills. As I look, I can see 100 people and a host of golden daffodils. On the side of a lake. And trees dancing in the breeze. As stars that twinkle way up high in the sky.... | A J C |
| The old box and key. | The old box and key.
You found a box, and don't tell anyone else its contents or its secrets; it's not to be shared. That's all up to you, if you dare. As you stand there with your man standing over there, don't let him come near. The box is not... | A J C |
| My best friend Nicole. | My best friend Nicole.
To my best friend Nicole: She is always there as I grow old. In my time of need, she never leaves or shuts the door. That's why I never end up on the floor. She comes back the next day and stays with me to make sure I'm... | A J C |
| The scent. | The scent
I can smell the scent of lilacs in the air every time you come near. I go to sleep and wake up in the middle of the night, and the scent is still there. Now it's on my pillowcase, in my mind, and in my dreams. It's like you put a spell... | A J C |
| The girl with the Auburn hair. | The girl with Auburn hair.
Without you by my side, who am I? You give me your love straight from your heart. I can have any man that you want. Just your Auburn here as it blows in the summer breeze and your eyes of emerald green. Your skin is... | A J C |
| The teardrop drop and a little girl | The teardrop and the little girl.
A little girl runs by as she looks up at the sky. She runs up and down the stairs and wonders why she is here. Her brother looks at her as she comes near. He sees a pretty little girl with flowers in her hair.... | A J C |
| Tears by my bedside. | The teardrops by my side.
Why do you sit by my bedside in tears, pain, and sorrow? When you know it's my turn to die? You spend all day, but there is no pay. Where I'm going, there is no fee, and it's free. I feel the pain, tears, and sorrows... | A J C |
| A man needs a mate. | A man needs a mate.
A man needs a mate. Someone he does not have to date. Someone who will make him feel safe. Just someone he can talk to and understand all his needs. Someone should take away all of his fears and sorrows. Just someone to give... | A J C |
| The siren screaming in the middle of the night. | The screaming of the sirens in the middle of the night.
I don't want to hear the siren screaming in the middle of the night or the blue lights blinking on the window pane. All I know is that I'm in a lot of pain. I can't even tell you what my... | A J C |
| Shadows from the grave. | The shadow from the grave.
Deep into the darkness, I pair. Without any fears. Doubting if you still love me that is my biggest fear. But I look into my dreams, and you still appear. And I hear the echoes of your whispers in my ear late at night... | A J C |
| The three kids. | The three kids.
I was all alone, feeling sad and depressed. I looked up and saw three kids in front of me. One could not speak, another could not hear, and one more could not see. Then they asked me why. I was so sad somehow that made me feel... | A J C |
| My man. | My man.
You come to me with open arms. I know you would never do me any harm. Remember the fun we had in the sun? When the clouds turn gray, you lose your way, but now you can start a brand new... | A J C |
| Love, lust, and greed. | Love, lust, and greed.
Love and lust are poles apart. Lust is chaos; love is... | A J C |
| Tomorrow Will never come. | Tomorrow will never come.
I see that there are shadows on the wall, and I can hear noises down the hall. As I look, I stumble down to the floor. I look, and I can see Your Shadow, and I follow it to a red door. I wish it was black, but I don't... | A J C |
| The blossoms of may. | The blossoms of May.
The apple blossoms fill the air, and the buds of May are already here. I look at you, and you shine so fine. Memories and desires fill my mind. Yet I see a glimmer and then a gleam of light in your beautiful eyes. To my... | A J C |
| Deep inside my mind. | Deep inside.
As I lay by your side, deep inside you, I could feel your warmth and love. Just one kiss from your sweet lips and the touch of your soft tongue on mine. Can I please stay here till the end of time? I kiss your nose and can see a... | A J C |
| Don't let go. | Don't let go.
You hold the key in the palm of your hand to take away my fears, pain, and tears. Just pull the plug and don't let go. I want to see your tomorrows, not your pain and sorrows. When I look into your eyes one last time, I will have... | A J C |
| All my friends? | All my friends.
In my time of need, all my friends leave. When I need hope, all my friends are smoking dope. When I need a ride, all my friends run and hide. When I get thirsty, all my friends have no mercy. When I get hungry, all my friends... | A J C |
| The closed book. | The closed book.
When you look at me, I'm a close book. But you have the key; do you really want to see it? So you take a dare and open it, and you see in the shadows a man with a blindfold on. Then you can see that he has a scar on his arm. He... | A J C |
| When darkness comes around. | When the darkness comes.
When you're lying there, there is know hope to be found. I will kiss your lips and ease your pain. When the darkness comes around. I will be there to light your way, and I will always stay. I will wipe your tears and... | A J C |
| The silly grin on your face. | The silly grin on your face.
Me and my girlfriend are in a boat on Echo Lake, and she wears a silly grin on her face. I have a fishing pole in one hand and a can of beer in the other. To my surprise, I get a rise. So we head to the shore one more... | A J C |
| The footprints in my mind. | The footprints are in my mind.
I lay here on my couch. It's old and torn. So I fade away into the back of my mind, but you are nowhere to be found, no matter how hard I try. I can see footprints and shadows from the past, but they don't last. I... | A J C |
| From trash to treasure. | From trash to treasure.
You'll hear a knock at the door. It's a man standing there, and you tell me I don't need you anymore. So you put me in a bag, then you take me out to the trash and shut the door. Then I look and see this pretty girl in... | A J C |
| Standing in the dark one night. | I'm standing outside in the dark of the night. And who do I see standing there? my friend Nicole shining bright. She can light up the darkest night. Just her smile, you can see for a mile. Her eyes sparkle like the stars in the sky. She is like a... | A J C |
| Would you still love me? | Would you still love me?
As I sit in the doctor's office, trembling in fear, he comes in and tells me I will be dead in a year. All your dreams will disappear, and I won't know your name or your brother's or mother's. Why do I have to endure all... | A J C |
| The donut shop. | The donut shop.
I'm driving by the donut shop and want to pull in. But I know in my mind that it would be committing a sin. I won't cry, and I won't beg. But my lips and tongue crave the sweet sugar of a donut. Your sweet lips on mine can't... | A J C |
| The lighthouse | The lighthouse in the night.
When I look into your eyes, I can see a lighthouse that shines and breaks up the darkest of nights. It shows the way the ships must go. Just like your heart, I can hear the echoes. From far away. It tells me that you... | A J C |
| Tick tock. | Tick tock.
I watched the clock tick on by. The pendulum swings from side to side. Maybe it's time for me to say goodbye. I can't run and hide. It's going to chase me down till the end of time. I don't care, because you're mine. It's only a matter... | A J C |
| The forgotten. | The forgotten.
What I miss the most on Valentine's Day is the feel of your sweet lips upon mine. Then the card that was never sent. Because you forget. But I have to live with it, and I have no regrets. Maybe I should hit the rewind button, and... | A J C |
| The Chair by the window. | The chair by the window.
I am in a wheelchair; no one cares. I hate it when people point and stare. I want to yell, What the hell? I have a heart and a soul. I know, because it hurts me so much. Please take me home and make me your own. I am a... | dianejean57 |
| Always. | Always.
I don't know why I think the way I do. It's on my mind, and there is nothing I can do. But I never left it all behind. It is always there for you to find. I don't know why I say these things to you. Sometimes it surprises me too. I will... | A J C |
| The dark place. | The dark place.
I go to the dark place way back in my mind. I can't find a way out, no matter how hard I try. It is a place you never want to be or see. But it always finds me in my darkest dreams. If I can find a way out and step into the light,... | A J C |
| Because the nights. | Into the night.
I look up and can see the stars fall from the sky. The sun comes up, and I can see the sunshine in your eyes. Your love is like a cloud that holds a lot of rain. So does your love gives me a lot of pain? Damn your love, and damn... | A J C |
| You make me crazy. | You make me crazy.
We all caught the same disease, and we were so close I could touch your nose; even the rose I gave you froze. We both bled from each other's wounds. When I show you, you don't care. It leaves me throwing punches in the air. So... | A J C |
| The air, clouds, and the sky.. | The air, clouds, and sky.
I'm that cloud that floats by every time you walk by. I'm the sun that sparkles in your eyes. I'm the wind that blows through your hair when I'm not there. I'm the light of the moon, so you can see your way through. I'm... | A J C |
| The man in the window way up high. | The man in the window is way up high.
The man in the window—that's who I am. The birds and squirrels all come to see me. The squirrels look up at the sky. I live on the second floor, which is so high. The squirrels look up and wait as I drop... | A J C |
| The ugly caterpillar. | The ugly caterpillar.
I was walking on the sidewalk, and there was this ugly caterpillar crawling along. Something you would step on when no one was around. Well, all the years have passed by, and I went to this party, and there stood a girl with... | A J C |
| The beauty of the night. | The beauty of the night.
You walk in the beauty of the night. Until one day you see the light and all the best of the night and the bright. All meet in the aspects of your eyes, then the dark runs from you and hides. All the dark shadows I see... | A J C |
| The old North Church | The old North Church.
I watch with an eager search. I can see the belfry tower of the old North Church. As it rose above the graves on the hill. Lonely, spectral, and still. I look and can see the belfry's height. I see the glimmer and gleam of... | A J C |
| Into the darkness. | Into the darkness.
Deep in the darkness of the night, I look. I stand there, wondering and fearing. Doubting all my dreams. I don't dare to dream anymore. The silence was broken, and I never received a token. The only word that was spoken. I hear... | A J C |
| You hold the torch. | You hold the torch.
A mighty woman with a torch, here you stand; you never make any demands. I am in prisoned by the whispers of your name. How can I compare it to a cool summer day? And the rough winds do shake the buds of May. I see a ray of... | A J C |
| Summer. | Summer.
Summer is here, and the air is nice and warm. When winter runs away, it's all gone. All the clocks are moving ahead. Then back again this same time next year. I put my winter coat away. It is torn anyway. Time to get out my shorts and... | A J C |
| I will wait. | I will wait.
When I was a child, I used to daydream about you. Then the teacher would yell and break my spell. But you still dwell in my dreams every day, it seems. You see, you are like a stream; I'm the leaf floating down it. You take me to... | A J C |
| The morning paper arrives. | The morning paper arrives.
People wake up every morning and drink that coffee or tea; sometimes they give you a kiss on the cheek. But for me, I look out the window and daydream of all the beautiful things I see. I can hear the birds singing in... | A J C |
| To you. | To you.
You always... | A J C |
| Emerald green eyes. | Emerald-green eyes.
My cat has eyes that are emerald green. They are the most beautiful things I have ever seen. If she sneaks outside and climbs a tree, I have to go to the shed for a ladder to set her free. Sometimes she gets a few fleas. But... | A J C |
| The richest man alive | All my poems tell a story. About a man with no pride, fame, or glory. I am here for one thing: to help you in your time of need. If you should need a dime, I will give you my last one. If you ask me for a lung, I will give you one of mine. That is... | A J C |
| The twinkle in his eye. | The twinkle in his eye.
When I look, I can see a sea of people without any hope. I can see young children smoking dope. I can see the hangman at the gallows holding a rope. I can see the pope on his knees, looking up at the sky. But even the... | A J C |
| A blink in time. | When I was young, The world looked tall, and everything had colors. I was very pretty and had a lot of lovers. There were no others. Then I blink my eye. Everything turned black and white. All my lovers ran for their lives. My blue eyes have faded,... | A J C |
| The wilted rose. | The Wilted rose.
You look at my words, and you see nothing. Well, if you take a peek behind them, you will see everything. But my actions speak louder than your words. If you say I love you, and don't mean it. Then don't say it. You see a pretty... | A J C |
| 2:00 in the morning. | It's 2:00 in the morning.
It's 2:00 a.m. in the morning, and I'm still awake. Can you help me fix my latest mistake? I still love you, and you know I do. Can you come over and stay for a while and give me that beautiful smile? For that smile, I... | A J C |
| The candle on the mantle. | The candle on the mantle.
I sit at home all alone. I have to carry all my love in a jar. That I can't open. I know there is someone out there who cares and can open that jar. It sits on the mantle next to a candle. But I can't find the wick to... | A J C |
| The dead man in the gutter. | The man in the gutter.
The sun is out, and the buildings reach the sky. But there's a dead man lying in the gutter with the sun in his eyes. The flies surround him. So I take one more look, and I find a white cane laying on the sidewalk. But when... | A J C |
| The clowns teardrop. | The clowns teardrop.
The clown sits there in the alley with a teardrop in his eyes. The morning paper flies by. The buildings reach up to the sky. Why does he sit there? I don't know the reason why. He has a fake smile and sits and watches the... | A J C |
| In the palm of your hand. | In the palm of your hand.
I had open heart surgery, and you held my heart in the palm of your hand. I can still hear. The echoes of it beating did it make you feel grand. My heart was not happy, I know, because your monitor told me so. I can feel... | A J C |
| The snow falls. | The snow falls.
It's very cold out; it's 20 degrees. Someone, please help me. I am a man in need. My coat keeps me warm, but I'm still cold. Maybe it's because I'm very old. The snow is falling all around me. It looks very pretty and makes me... | A J C |
| The Golden rule. | The golden rule.
As I sit in this room and look at you, you are my teacher. Can you show me the golden rule? 2 + 2 makes 4, but what is the meaning of love? I don't think I know anymore. Is it one sweet kiss, or does it hurt, and does it make you... | A J C |
| Break the chains. | Break the chains.
I can see visions in your eyes of chains and pains; you have no more pride. Just like me, sometimes I don't think I'm alive. We have to break the chains and heal the pain, then we'll go out into the rain and wash them all away.... | A J C |
| The Lady in White. | The Lady in White.
When I wake up at night, I can see a lady holding a baby. She has a teardrop in her eye. Oh my God, it's my mother and brother; they never survived. She arrives when I'm not looking. I have to wonder what she is doing. They... | A J C |
| The locked door. | The lock door.
You give me a key to open the door. But it won't open, and I don't know the reason why. I guess that's up to you to decide. Whether I should run or hide. I can take a peek in. But I don't see your grin. Your smile is like a cool... | A J C |
| The gallows. | The gallows.
I look over and see that there is a man standing next to me. He wears a black mask and does not throw shadow. I can feel a tightrope around my neck, and I really think I'm not going to see another tomorrow. The man waits for a sign.... | A J C |
| Bring her back. | Bring her back.
I place my head on your chest, and your beating heart puts me to rest. I know that I am blessed. So I dress you in your favorite gown, and I won't stop, and I won't frown. You are the one I really loved. But now it has stopped,... | A J C |
| The writer. | The writer.
I think I love you, but the words won't come. So, can we go out and have some fun? Then go lay in the sun on the beach and watch the tide come in and go back out. Can I shout out that I love you? You already know I do. That is why I'm... | A J C |
| I don't know. | I don't know.
I'm sorry, but I don't know what a lover's sweet, smooth lips feel on mine. I always get left behind. I don't know what the smell of her scent is like as she walks through the door. I sit on the floor and try to imagine her smooth,... | A J C |
| Home sweet home. | Home, sweet home.
Lord, please bless this home. Because it's the only thing I own. I may say and do the wrong things. But it's up to you to teach me. I want to thank you for all my friends for sending them to me in that time of need. Keep evil... | A J C |
| The choice. | The choice.
You have a big decision to make. It could cost you your life. There is a man with a gun, and he is here to take your wife. But he gives you a choice. One of you won't survive. It's up to you who will live or die. I won't lie. I... | A J C |
| Someone is there. | Someone is there.
The sun is bright when I go outside. There is someone who follows me? Sometimes he's in front of me, and sometimes he's in the back of me. If it's cloudy, he goes away. But when I go in he fades away. He will not come into my... | A J C |
| The color red. | The color red.
My blood flows through my veins like water running down a drain. Every cut of your flesh is just one more of many pains. So you scream and yell; it doesn't mean a thing. Your ring is tainted with your blood. But you are rolling in... | A J C |
| I love you dearly. | I love you dearly.
The sun rises and sets. But still, that makes me upset. You hurt me, and I tried to forget. But in my mind, I still have no regrets. I still love you dearly and always will. I will just stay home and take my pills. Maybe that... | A J C |
| The man in the corner. | The man in the corner.
I was handed a skeleton key to a steel door. Behind it, I saw dark shadows and someone sitting in the corner on the floor. I know he came here a long time ago from the past. So I said, Please, Lord, I don't want to see... | A J C |
| Hold my hand. | Please hold my hand.
I know you can't hold my hand or grab and hold anything, and it always ends up on the floor. Please, Lord, I don't want to see anymore. You can't walk, talk, or close the door. All I end up doing is crying on the floor. Can... | A J C |
| To Mom | To Mom. I'm sorry for the three words I could never say to you. But try to understand that it was not you; it was me. I know you can never understand how I feel deep down inside. But it still hurts me and makes me want to cry. The pain never ends;... | A J C |
| The Hug | The Hug.
I was sent to a place at a very young time in my life. Believe me, it was not very nice. I was sent to this one building and saw a girl stricken with blindness and having no legs searching the floor. Do you really want to hear any more?... | A J C |
| Hold me close | Hold me close.
Hold me close and try to understand. The way I feel when I'm in your hands. Hold me close and hold me tight. Then I will take you into the night. So hold the candles high, and we'll shine bright and turn the night into daylight.... | A J C |
| The last Teardrop | The last teardrop
I can see in your eyes that the last teardrop hits the floor as you shut the door. I don't want to hear your goodbyes. I just want you on my side. So don't go running, hide. I will always find you, wherever you hide. My heart... | A J C |
| Hear My Prayer. | Hear my prayer.
I see everything in black and white. What am I doing wrong, and how do I make it right? Open my eyes so I can see the light. I don't want to fight anymore; it's just not right. Please, Lord, keep me in your sight. Show me the... | A J C |
| Close Your Eyes | Close your eyes.
I know the time we had was short. I still love you, and you can stay as long as you like. That would be all right. So hold on to me tight, and you can close your eyes. Then I will never leave your side. The path you must take is... | A J C |
| In your eyes. | You are on my mind.
My eyesight is fading away. But I will always love you anyway. I still see your beauty in my mind. Could you still love me? Do you still want me? That's up to you to decide. Either way, what we once shared. will never go away.... | A J C |
| The Fool. | The Fool
If I had nothing, would you still love me? If I was a liar, would you set me on fire? If I were a fool, could I still learn the golden rule? If I couldn't walk and talk and all I could do was drool, could you still love me, or... | A J C |
| The fireflies | The fireflies
The fireflies are glowing like the stars at night. But they make their own light. What an awesome site! Overnight, they go to work and light the way to a new Christmas day.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good... | A J C |
| The Orphans | The Orphans
I was home alone. Then I noticed there were people all around me. They came from the past. To open my eyes at last. They opened their mouths, but nothing came out. So they all pointed to the floor, where there was a hidden door. I... | A J C |
| The Will of the Worm | The Will of the Worm
Written by Lori A. Powell
A worm has no arms and no legs.
In case of danger he cannot run away.
No eyes to see, no ears to hear.
So he cannot tell when predators are near
no teeth to bite, no mouth to shout,
there is... | Lori A. Powell |
| Come Home | Come Home
I can see the blood and fear in your pretty blue eyes. How can I help you, and why? I won't tell you any more lies. I think you are going to die, and I can't lie. If you need some blood, you can have some of mine. I just want you to... | A J C |
| The Snowflakes Fall | The snowflakes fall.
The candles burn brightly as they break up the night. Oh my God, what a beautiful sight! As I lay by your side, I feel warm inside. I look outside and can see the snowflakes as they fall from the sky. I look into your pretty... | Alan Caron |
| Please Stay | Please Stay
The moon will go down, and the sun will rise. But it doesn't compare to having you by my side. But I still feel all alone, and I can't find my way home. But I still love you, and I will never leave you alone. I tried everything I knew... | A J C |
| The Rain | The Rain
I have no more love and no more hate. The pride and the lust have faded away. Everything I touch has faded to gray. Why did you do this to me anyway? Is the love you had for me all gone? I don't understand; maybe I'm wrong. I watched as... | A J C |
| Way Up High in The Sky | Way Up High
A man beats his dog every day. But that dog still loves him anyway. Is there any way a person can find a way to harvest that love that won't stray? Someone who doesn't have hate is never late, and they don't have lust or greed. Just... | A J C |
| The Wind | The wind
I am standing by your side. But you do not see me? I don't know the reason why. I am the wind that blows through your hair. Yet I whisper, and you don't hear. I am the robin sitting in the tree. Just look up, and you will see me. I touch... | A J C |
| The Rose | The Rose
When I look at you, I see a queen. When I look at myself, I see nothing. I don't have any education and no career. All I know is that I love you, my dear. I can't give you diamonds, and I can't give you gold. I have nothing left but my... | A J C |
| This You Should Know | This You Should Know
There might have been things I missed. It doesn't mean I am unkind, and it doesn't mean I am blind. You think I don't mean a single word I say. But it's all I have to take you away. I bought you all the things you wanted. But... | A J C |
| The Picture | The Picture
There is a picture on the wall of me walking down the hall. I'm so happy. I'm clapping. I don't walk, but I can talk. The light is so bright. What a beautiful sight. I think I'll stay all night. But you can stay as long as you like.... | A J Caron |
| Hold Me Close. | Hold me close.
Hold me close and try to understand. The way I feel when I'm in your hands. Hold me close and hold me tight. Then I will take you into the night. So hold the candles way up high, and we will shine brightly and turn the night into... | A J Caron |
| The Left Behind | The Left Behind
As I walked into the woods, I saw a baby surrounded by a pack of wolves. They were there to keep him safe. They did not mean him any harm; their purpose was to keep him calm. He had a charm about him that I did not expect. He was... | A J Caron |
| Big Blue Eyes | Big Blue Eyes
I was sitting at my computer, and I looked up, and there you were. Your red hair and blue eyes sent me for a ride. No matter how hard I tried, I could not get you out of my mind. You shine like the stars, way up high in the sky. My... | A J Caron |
| The Meaning | The Meaning
You kiss my poem. I hung it on the wall. I tell you, it means a lot to me. But you don't understand it at all. Okay, your boyfriend comes over and brings you flowers. But you don't care; you take a shower. You take care of the elderly... | A J C |
| Another day goes by | Another day goes by, and still I sit here and cry. With no one by my side, the children still cry. Why can't you find a way to show a little kindness in your heart? That would be a good place to start. Take a good look around; hatred is nowhere to... | A J Caron |
| The Mate | The Mate
A man needs a mate. Someone he does not have to date. Someone who will make him feel safe. Just someone he can talk to and understand all his needs. Someone to take away all of my fears and deeds. Just someone who won't run and hide in... | A J Caron |
| The Deception | The Deception
I look at you, and your beauty blinds my eyes. I want to get down on my knees and cry. Everyone tells me to go run and hide. I do not see your other side. If I did, it would be a big surprise, and I would lose all my pride. True... | A J Caron |
| Reflection's | Reflection's
The reflections I see in your eyes. Is that of another guy? So you don't have to be shy. If he should hurt you or make you cry, I will be there, right by your side. Then he better run and hide. You see, I still have feelings for you... | A J Caron |
| The Poet | The Poet
The poet sits in his chair all alone. All his friends have left and gone. He sits there, thinking about what went wrong. But he is very strong. He sits there every day, and the people walk by and go their own way. Why does he sit there... | A J Caron |
| The Hunt | The Hunt
I'm only out for the hunt. When I catch them, I hang them on the wall. They do not have to be short or tall. All they have to do is stop by or call. Their feelings mean nothing to me at all. To me, I don't care if they crawl on the... | A J C |
| To My Lover | To my lover
I am cold and scared. Can you take me by the hand and calm my fears? I have nothing to give you but my tears. Please don't go running. I just need a friend who will stay by my side. Someone who can give me back my pride. Someone who... | A J |
| The Evil One | The Evil One
I'm in your mind and dreams. But you can't see or hear me. Your mind is mine. So you better run and hide. But you will find there is no place to go. I will take you to a place you would never want to go. So you better take it slow... | Alan Caron |
| The Flame |
I can see the cries that come from your eyes. They make me want to lay down and die. But you must stay alive so that I can survive. Please don't deprive me of one last kiss. That is the only thing I would miss. I'm helpless... | Alan J Carom |
| Faith | Faith
I hope you find someone who will treat you right through the darkest nights. Just someone who cares and loves you and won't let you out of his sight. Someone to hold your hand, give you a kiss, hold you tight, and tell you... | A J |
| Compassion | Compassion
Why do you turn your head when you look at me? Why can't you give me a hug and hold my hand? I never make any demands. But there you stand, with no pity or shame. To me, every day is the same. You look at a stranger and give... | A J |
| All I Need To Know | All I Need To Know
I may have depression, anxiety, and fears. I love and help people in their time of need, and that's who I want to be. I keep them close, and I'm sure you would agree. If I were like you, it would not be me. Depression... | A J Caron |
| The Emergency room | The Emergency Room
I was in the ER, lying on a bed. They told me you have less than a minute, and you will be dead. I can hear the whispers of the doctors behind the screen. Save the lungs, the liver, and the spleen. I'm not stupid; I know what... | A J Caron |
| In The Sand | In the sand
I remember your name from a decade ago. I wrote it in the sand just a month ago. But I still love you so much. The tide came in and washed it away. But it takes me back to a place where we would both would stay. But I still will... | A J Caron |
