Friday, June 26, 2009

Hello, Again

Hello,

I am going to start posting again at this site. It's been a while. But I hope to put up new material at least once a month. It was getting hard to come up with something new and original every week with which I was truly pleased.

I plan to stop by the sites of those who visited this page previously, to re-acquaint with friends. Hopefully, I will make some new friends, too.

Also, I am trying out twitter. My page is at twitter.com/anonymous_poet. Feel free to stop by and "follow" me and I will do the same for you. (I still have to figure out the messaging thing, though . . . . If anyone can explain this to me, please do.)

As always, feel free to leave a comment (good or bad) on a poem that strikes you.

Thanks again for stopping by!

Shadows and Dust


Shadows and Dust

Whatever we do
And whatever we say,
We will, all of us,
Just fade away.

Whatever we know
And whatever we learn,
We will all of us,
Still pass in turn.

Whatever we love,
And whatever we claim,
We will only
Be left in name.

However we try
And whatever we hope,
All of this, one day,
Will eventually stop.

And though we may wish
For an eternal youth,
None can avoid
The ultimate truth.

Though we may try
To keep what we have
The end is a part
Of this life that we live.

And though we may try
To paint the rust,
We are merely
Shadows and dust.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Taking a Break

To everyone,

I will be taking a break from posting regularly for a while. I am not sure how long this break will last.

I would like to say how much I appreciate all of your comments during the last year and a half that I have been posting. I will miss them as I take some time away from posting.

I am sure that I will stop by your sites on the meantime, though.

Take care,

: )

Monday, June 05, 2006

She Has Me



She Has Me

She has me in her hold
As she crawls lightly around
The contours of my soul.

She has me by the mind,
There's no one else like her
That I could ever find.

She has me by the heart
And, so, I am drawn to her,
Even when we're apart.

She has me by the lips,
Her tongue lightly tracing,
As we touch fingertips.

She has me by the hand
And, there, she holds me close
So I cannot withstand.

She has me all alone
And, here, I finally surrender
And now I am home.


Monday, May 29, 2006

Beer



Beer

This tall, golden glass
Of cold, frosty beer
Is proof of heaven’s love
And it brings good cheer.

At the end of work
And another long, hard day
I can take it easy,
Take my mind away.

It keeps me safe and warm,
This cold, frosty beer,
Wraps tight around me
And whispers in my ear.

Reminds me I am handsome,
This golden-amber swirl,
I’m still the champ
And I can talk to girls.

But, you must remember
Not to drink too much,
And don’t try driving,
No, don’t you touch that clutch.

Cos’ this tall, golden glass
Of cold, frosty beer
Is proof of heaven’s love
But it won’t help you steer.

So, stay off the roads
And give a friend the keys,
Lighten up your load
And call a cab, please.

At the end of work
And another long, hard day
I can take it easy
Take my mind away.


Reminds me I am handsome,
This golden-amber swirl,
I'm still the champ,
And I can talk to girls.

It’s proof of heaven’s love
But it won't help you steer,
This tall, golden glass
Of cold, frosty beer.






Sunday, May 21, 2006

Adventure



Adventure

Sometimes, I just sit here
With my head held in my hands,
And my eyes closed, so tightly,
As I dream of far-off lands.

Imagining other places
Inside of my own head,
Sometimes, I just wish I were
Someplace else, instead.

Someplace fresh and new,
Some exotic space,
Someplace undiscovered,
Untouched by any trace.

Someplace totally different
Than any I'd ever been,
Someplace so much better
Than any I'd ever seen.

Someplace so much more
Than I could ever imagine,
New landscapes every day,
Changing like the fashions.

Then, I'd be happy,
Sometimes, that's what I think,
But life, it keeps on passing,
Every time I blink.

Yeah, life's not always about
Going far away,
Mostly, it's about
Living in each day.

And you need not be dull
In order to find content,
If you try to find adventure
In every single moment.

Yeah, I still like going away
But I love coming home,
Yeah, I love coming back,
There's adventure where I'm from.

Laughing through the days,
And living through the years,
Oh, yeah, yeah, I've got it,
I've got it all right here.

It's all right here at home,
My family and my friends,
I've got it all right here,
The journey, it never ends.

Yeah, life's not always about
Going far away,
Mostly, it's about
Living in each day.

No, you need not be dull
In order to find content
If you try to find adventure
In every single moment.






Sunday, May 14, 2006

Vagabond



Vagabond

Wherever I go
I am never quite gratified,
And wherever I am
I'm never quite satisfied.

What do I want,
Sometimes I wonder,
Heaven on Earth,
Or something yet elsewhere?

Am I just a fool
Always looking for some gold,
At the foot of the rainbow,
In vain, until I'm old?

An explorer always searching
For some old fabled city,
Or a man who's still a child
With a vagabond proclivity?

Am I really fighting
To get out of some prison,
Or is this feeling merely just
More teenage escapism?

So, what do I want
And when will I get it?

And what will keep it safe
So nothing will upset it?

These things I ask myself
Inside of my own head,
Whenever I still wish
I were someplace else, instead.

I don't know all the answers
To these questions that I have,
So, I'll probably still be wandering
'Til I lie down in my grave.




Sunday, May 07, 2006

Trapped



Trapped

Sometimes, I just feel trapped
Inside of these four walls,
Like there's no place else to go
And nothing else at all.

And when I, thus, feel trapped
Inside of these four walls,
My wanderlust starts to simmer
And these walls I start to crawl.

As if by scratching at them
I could just claw my way out,
Out into that fresh air
Where I could move about.

And, there, I'd clear my head
Of what's built up inside,
Air it out with fresh breezes
From across that horizon, wide.

There, I'd find my clarity
Floating on the swirling wind,
To cure this claustrophobia
That I've been stuck in.





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