Poems that rhyme or have a regular meter.
The poetry left me today;That little flame of pride,She made sure—To extinguish last night. And in my helplessness,All I could say:“Why did I ever thinkShe was going to stay?” I thought I was her poet,And she was my free verse.I … Continue reading Goodbye Creativity, Hello AI
When I was young, I couldn’t wait to be grown. I wanted to “Live And Let Live”, And to be on my own. I thought all love was free, My Mom gave it to me? Later in life, I saw … Continue reading Hold On To Your Liberty
My lyric poems–are a type of abstract art; Those abstracts that come from the heart. My words are subject to your point of view; What I paint as blue, to you–a darker hue. Does it matter, that I’m your Father, … Continue reading My Perspective
Talking to you is my favorite thing to do. Kind and tender words, Are what I need to hear from you. Talking to you, seeing your smile, Even if it’s– just for a little while. Talking to you, touching you … Continue reading Hello
Torn jeans, torn jeans, What should I do? Sew’em, patch’em, Replace’em, with new. Commentary: When a rich man chooses to wear torn jeans because he thinks, he’s making a fashion statement, he’s mocking the poor man who must wear torn … Continue reading Ugly Pants
I can sing country, I can recite poetry, And my heart dances, When I’m thinking about you! By: ElRoy © 2019 Continue reading I’m A Triple Threat: I Still Got It!
It is true,That fear wants you to live.But isn’t it obvious,That rage needs to die?You don’t have to feel near death,To be grateful you have breath. I know,You’ve ignored the words of Jeremiah,For a very long time.But I will give … Continue reading The Struggle To Believe
One thousand miles, Of never ending take out, But, I’m still hungry. By: Joe © 2019 Continue reading I’ll Take It To Go
As your old hero, I can only rescue you, I can’t fix you. But I believe, A Caring Physician will. And as I pray for you, It also dawns on me, For how long, Will I be able, To save … Continue reading Damage Control
I’m not happy,And I’m not sad.I’m not lookingTo my future,But that’s not bad. I’m lookingTo my own past,When I had hope,And a promise,For a better tomorrow. I planted trees,Somewhere back there,And I’m waitingFor them to grow,To bless the world. Little … Continue reading Treehugger
I went with my daughter, to New York city, to see a play. It was one of those long running shows, off-Broadway. I waited and waited in line, while thinking, oh drats, Why would anyone, want to see a musical, … Continue reading Cat Play
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