A refreshing break

Nice thought.

Thanks, Mark.. a refreshing break from the comments of the day. Honestly, sometimes it sounds like children screaming "Mommy, mommy, look at me mommy".

Far Away Shine

Relaxing day just fishing
gives me piece of mind.
Can't wait till tomorrow
Headed back to my far away shine.

Even clear day of weather
Feels like never ending rain.
Drops fall from my cheeks
cus i know you feel my pain.

The splendors of the wild
are meant to be shared.
Water fall in abundance
are meaningless without you there.

The grandeur of the dreamscape valley,
elk and deer at play.
time does not compress enough
I wish there was a way...

The kindness of the bird you sent
just to say hello
The sad song she sang
were sounds of a soft cello.

The rain clouds are disappearing
My home is getting near

My love for you will never disappear.

Why Dr. N. Aline - you old softie. Are you a gyno Dr.? LOL

LOL, no but i do know my way around one, LOL.

So, you're an apprentice, then.

For ever in training.

Wow, pretty good. Not something I'd expect from you, I'd have to say.

I go to both extremes, go figure. Maybe that means i have passion? I'll put some of the dark stuff up here before long. I'd like to see some other contributors.

Dark stuff? I suppose I'll find out soon enough. I'm sure I'll need some serious persuasion before I put anything up. Give me some time, I'll come around.

That a boy, Reag. Me, too.

LOL :rofl:

Love your poem, Dr, especially that stanza

another untitled one


this place is silent &
my mind is loud.
i can't even remember why i'm
still here when everyone else is
gone. maybe it's meant to be,
you think? maybe we're meant to be.
isn't it great the way we always
make ourselves believe that what happens
happens because it was destined?
maybe we are foolish but then
maybe we're not. i'll tell you one day
when i've figured out the meaning of life
and gotten back on track. for now let's
just keep giving it our all and don't mind
if i'm a little behind. you were always
way too fast
and i, not fast enough.

january 11, 2006.

Well, only two poems, so I thought I'd jot something down. I did it all last night and finished the editing just now. This has a looooong way to go in terms of editing and adding (no name yet as it's liable to be totally revamped), but here's a rough draft:

The moment, fleeting, passes by
As we come to terms, finally
A brief meeting, then goodbye
A mutual unspoken plea

As we watch, our lives play out
and no matter how loud we may shout
the play goes on,
with no applause,
most lines are wrong
most actors flawed

We become main characters
at the same time, the audience,
as well as the play's directors
searching for some ambiance

Few have become the playwright
of the play that is their life
But those who do have found themselves
able to scale each height

The genre is a fickle thing
and on it depends everything
What will your drama be?
A comedy, a tragedy?

All are actors in the play of life
Some are good while most are bad
Some plays joyous, some filled with grief
but every single one is mad

And still we keep on acting
for on the show must go
We are always trying
though why, we do not know

Before you realize
the moment has passed
and with it taken ties
that were supposed to last

And as you run from that place
you cut off and shun
a complex past you cannot face
And in the play of your life
a new act has begun

It's not that great for my debut, IMO, but I only wrote it in an hour or so so I didn't have much time to think up a more classic or creative rhyme scheme or edit that much. And I took out a cliche in the last stanza and I don't think it's as good now. The original was:

And as you run from that place
your heart is hard as stone
you run from a past you cannot face
And in the play of your life
a new act has begun

Tell me which is better. Please criticize (be honest).

Wow, that was really nice. I think it's a great debut, i like the long version.

I prefer the second version, but I liked the poem. I don't know what makes a poem good, but that certainly did flow, and to me thats good.

Thanks Dix, i have always fancied my self a poet and an artist. My wife has plenty of my works laying around.

Nice Dix, you definately have a naak for it.