Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Jul 2019 Jeanette
Eloisa
It is only in my moment of silence
that I could hear my voice
I got lost in the wilderness
but I have found myself
~My Regular Nature Walk
There should be moments that you have to find time to have some solitude to review the past and do some deep thinking which is vital to your own growth. This is the time to identify your dreams that you already brought into reality and some goals and plans that you have not yet accomplished. Being with my own company at times provided me a chance to rediscover myself and my life’s purpose. It helped me reflect on my past and chart my future properly.
A poem is a sound.
Its meaning becomes a lyric.
And if you want to feel it,
feel it like a raindrop
that ripples through your soul.
And if it's raining within now,
it's because you listened.
The terrible,
tragic fallacy of the last hundred years has been
to think that all man's troubles are due to his environment, and that to change the man you have nothing to do but change his environment.

That is a tragic fallacy.
It overlooks the fact that it was in Paradise that man fell.
 Jul 2019 Jeanette
Mike
How Cute
 Jul 2019 Jeanette
Mike
Before my first day of school
I knew how to read and write

But mom thought it important
That I memorize
Our home phone number.

In retrospect
She worried that a stranger
Might sweep me up and secret me away.

How cute.
That one’s deepest fear
Would be kidnapping

And how sweet
That her dearest friend
The one she couldn’t bear to lose
Would be her five-year-old

Good times
A "home phone number" refers to old style land line phones that were not mobile.  Land lines were usually tetheted to a wall or they sat on a desk or table.
 Jul 2019 Jeanette
JaxSpade
On the fourth of
Jewel eyes
Red in her blue
Whites
Turquoise diamonds
Exploding in the skies
I'm in love with my country
She makes me feel loved
When I wave my flag
I'll pay the tax
If you stab my back
When I stand for the Anthem
When the fires crack
And the m-80s blast
I kiss her face
Of the fourth of
Jewel's eyes
Such a lovely patriot
Proud of our Nation
American tasty pie
Red in her blue
Whites
I'm in love with my country
When I stare in her lovely
Jewel eyes
Next page