Town Square Poets - Spin a Poetic Yarn Around Town , posted by Claudette McDermott, a resident of the Del Prado neighborhood, on Feb 22, 2010 at 9:35 amClaudette McDermott is a member (registered user) of PleasantonWeekly.com
ETERNAL BREATH
Struggles in Life, struggles in the End
From this plain to Eternal Breath
Happy in Love, Release in Death
From the gurgling blossom of First Life
To the haunting sound of Everlasting
Tears at Birth, Tears at Passing
Does it ever really stop
Is it truly never-ending
When that last shoe surely drops
Tell me Sir, if you can
This world is eager to understand
The Tree of knowledge points the way
But hidden, to not convey
Answers we desire, questions of today
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Posted by Claudette McDermott, a resident of the Del Prado neighborhood, on Feb 22, 2010 at 9:39 amClaudette McDermott is a member (registered user) of PleasantonWeekly.com
This weeks Theme ~ Life and Death ~
Posted by dragonfly, a resident of the Amberwood/Wood Meadows neighborhood, on Feb 23, 2010 at 12:01 pm
A WING AND A PRAYER
In bright garden, I must say
As if in sandbox, I love to play
I dig and plant, my lovely colors
From my paint box, I discover
All the bliss, of its lovely rainbow
Within my garden, a gentle flow
As if child, sitting upon my knee
I was still, so it wouldn’t flee
Now I stand, unbend myself
Stretch up high, as if to fly
And from my knee, a wing did sprout
As I frantically, looked about
Oh No! I did sigh
I squished, sweet DragonFly
Posted by PT poet, a resident of the California Reflections neighborhood, on Feb 23, 2010 at 3:05 pm
I stare at the flickering light
Dancing about in this cold windy cave
Water lapping at its knees
Gapping mouth that will house
All who venture too far out
On a day such as this
Like a trapped bird
I bounce off the walls
Trying to miss the waves
Cutting me to the quick
Like a sharpened blade off the shelf
On a day such as this
Would it be better
To fight off this forsaken misery
Or to give into the biting cold heartbreak
Lost and alone I choose to fight
For that one last hope
On a day such as this
Posted by Miguel, a resident of the Another Pleasanton neighborhood neighborhood, on Feb 23, 2010 at 5:52 pm
In a small town I sit and play
Wondering what will let it stay
So calm and pretty resting in the sun
I'll try one day to sit and pray
That it shall be here for my children
Posted by POM, a resident of the Bridle Creek neighborhood, on Feb 24, 2010 at 3:35 pm
Light appearing through, the window pane
Reflections of, the dancing rain
Fills my mind, with misty thoughts
Of what my time, on earth has wrought
Day and night, quickly pass
Someday there'll be, a dirt mass
That covers me, but in spirit I fly
Into the heavens, where clouds cry
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Anyone up for Poetry? I find there are many Closet Poets. How about starting a TS Poets column. Great for all ages and walks of life. I'll give a theme each week and see what we come up with that we can share. Not too long so the thread gets out of control, but enough to get your thoughts across. ~ A nice change from politics and such for "Town Square."
