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Oakley
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I have been writing since I was eight years born & raised in northern new jersey. After having two near-death experiences and losing my passion for writing poetry, my daughter, girlfriend, and my grade school teacher got me back into the art of words. I remember a conversation that I had with my teacher. He told me the jocks might get the girls now but keep writing poetry because the words will get the words the girls once the jocks are old and fat later. Now I have the love of my life due to the poem I left on her car windshield. P.S. The poem The PROPOSAL was a success. She said yes, so the teacher was right."I THINK MY WORDS KNOW YOU" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2023. Web. 24 Jul 2023... PLEASE CHECKOUT MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL THE POETRY OF A MAD HIPPIE POET
Submitted Poems 466 total
HOMEI never knew what you meant when you always spoke of going home, and I always thought you were speaking in your artistic tongue. Now, I want to go home, but I do not know where it is anymore. I checked behind every open and closed door, getting less... | 3 Views added 17 hours ago | Rating |
WHAT DO I SEEWhat do I see when I close my eyes and open my mind? I walk steadily with each step, not knowing what I will find. I hear distant voices; I hear battle cries. Who is it beating the war drum? How many fields must I cross to stand tall? Who in the... | 123 Views added 4 days ago | Rating |
WONDERI sit inside these early morning hours, wondering what the day may bring. I am not the same as yesterday when I had everything and nothing to say. I know that I am strong and was built to handle anything that might come my way, but man, I am so damn... | 95 Views added 5 days ago | Rating |
EXPERIMENTI ask myself too many damn questions that only I hold the answers to. My mouth is dry, and my eyes and mind are heavy. Give me something to quench my thirst. Don't have it be my last nor my first; give me a reason. I was hoping you could give me a... | 0 Views added 9 days ago | Rating |
SKYThe skies are dark, yet I see the moon shining through my head heavily, and I am counting how my dreams will come true. My eyes are heavy. I am trying to keep my hand steady; so many words, so much love, and just a little bit of time, I can not... | 2 Views added 11 days ago | Rating |
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Favorite Poets 11 total
Voted Poems 48 total
The clouds you walk on.
World Peace and Harmony- The Ghost of Your Breath
- Passion's Plight
- Sentinel of the Rainforest
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