Poet's Corner
I have always wanted to put together a compilation of various poets from everywhere in the world and show some of there work in one location. Are you a writer and would like to have your work put on-line with others? If you would like to add your work on this page or have a link to your page contact Words On Line
I am looking for any type of submissions that anyone may have please don't hesitate to put your work here. . .for now there is plenty of space so it will be on a first-come first-serve basis. So hurry!!
Here is the first submission. . .an anonomys poem very well written and filled w/ emotion. . .i hope you enjoy this as much as I do
Slowly your sweet face enters my mind
And I take a deep breath wanting to hold you near
Words, so many words leave my heart
It is you I see when I close my eyes
at night to rest my thoughts
But rest I do not achieve
I make love to you endlessly without you being with me
without me touching you
Forgetting you is something I know I can not do
Nor do I want to
and now I wait for you
to come to me in the night again
So much do I want to close my eyes and make
love to you again
Without dreaming,
without fantasy,
Always thinking of you....
I received a few more submissions from Cindy Burningham. . .she writes so much I will
probably need to devote an entire page to her work. . .Thanks Cindy
FEELING SO MELANCHOLY
FEELING SO?.
FLYING HIGH AS A BIRD AND FEELING...
FEELING THE BREEZE.
SWOOPING DOWNWARD
NOSE AS MY COMPASS
SPLITTING MY HAIRS
AS I ENTER THE OCEAN HEAD FIRST
MY BODY SURE TO FOLLOW
I DIVE ENDLESSLY
I AM LIVING
I AM FEELING
WHAT IS MELANCHOLY ANYWAY?
CINDY BURNINGHAM 6/99
I DRIVE R E C K L E S S L Y TO THE EDGE ??????????????..
OH HOW BEAUTIFUL
I JAM THE CAR INTO REVERSE
I A C C E L E R A T E FORWARD AND HEAD FOR THE CLIFF
THE LIVING DOWN THERE
CINDY BURNINGHAM 6/99
I SEE THE CITY LIGHTS
THIS TIME I AM SERIOUS
THIS TIME I AM DRVING????????????...SLOWLY
I STOP AT THE EDGE AGAIN
I TOO AM LIVING...
I AM NOW KNOWING
THAT LIFE IS SO MUCH MORE BEAUTIFUL
SOMETIMES?
JUST SOMETIMES?
I DREAM ABOUT YOU
YOU BEAUTIFUL LITTLE BIRD
YOU FLOAT WHEN YOU FLY
AND I OFTEN WONDER HOW YOU GET YOUR STRENGTH
YOU ELOQUENTLY PECK AT YOUR SEED
AND IN A QUICK INSTANT YOU DEVOUR
YOU QUICKLY AND CAUTIOUSLY LOOK FOR OTHER BIRDS
YOUR INSTINCT TO SHARE DOESN'T APPEAR EVIDENT
YOU ALWAYS FLY AWAY WHEN ANOTHER PERCHES
YOU COME BACK---HOPING FOR ANOTHER SEED TO BE THERE-
NOTHING.
YOUR LITTLE FEET CRUSH THE ALREADY OPEN SEEDS
YOU FLY AWAY.
MY HEART ACHES AND I QUICKLY POUR MORE INTO YOUR FEEDER
YOU COME BACK
AND SOMETIMES
IN MY DREAM
I HEAR YOU SAY, 'THANK YOU'.
CINDY BURNINGHAM 6/99
THE LIVING SOUL WITHIN
CINDY BURNINGHAM 6/99
THE BURNING DESIRE FOR LIFE
THE PROCESS OF ELIMINATION AND THE STRENGTH
IN NUMBERS
THE FIGHT TO SURVIVE AND THE WILL TO LIVE
IS A LIGHT THAT WE ALL POSSESS
CAPTURE
ENGROSS
BASK
LIFE?THE GIFT THAT WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND FULLY.
This is one i just wrote on the spot. . .neeed something to fill the page as I await more submissions,
Walking down the fog-filled street
his mind is no better.
She sits in a shaded room
while shadows dance on the wall.
Aware of need to fill
wanting stability, emotional support
loving someone can be hard
final pay out is worth the time.
Fash pan moods --forgotten
Laughable memories --forever
Emotions blend away thought,
still so much heart-felt.
Captivator of my heart,
never return me to the game.
Twisted motivations seeking
companionship, lost in the
flood of being in your arms,
blanketed by warmth, emotion,
Together betwixt forever,
as fine jewelry,
molded formed,
glinting from the
sun in your eyes.
This is one of my poems that happens to have some ryhming verse, not my
prefered style, but I hope you think it works.