My war poem xxx <3

The war in the air by Howard nemrove

For a saving grace, we didn't see our dead,
Who rarely bothered coming home to die
But simply stayed away out there
In the clean war, the war in the air.

Seldom the ghosts come back bearing their tales
Of hitting the earth, the incompressible sea,
But stayed up there in the relative wind,
Shades fading in the mind,

Who had no graves but only epitaphs
Where never so many spoke for never so few:
Per ardua, said the partisans of Mars,
Per aspera, to the stars.

That was the good war, the war we won
As if there was no death, for goodness's sake.
With the help of the losers we left out there
In the air, in the empty air.

My Love poem xxx <3

An angle who walks upon the ground

The moment I opened my heart and let you in
I saw this great love starting to begin.

I opened my eyes to a vision of you
I hope, I pray your feelings are true.

I have loved and I have paid the cost
And I have felt the pain of the love I lost.

But, now, I think I have truly found
An Angel who walks upon the ground.

You go beyond all limits for me
Just to show your love endlessly.

I could search my whole life through
And never find another 'you'.

You are so special that I wanted you to know
I truly, completely love you so.

Author: Patricia Annette Roden

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My animal poem xxx <3

The animal in me

Is it legal for me
To call myself an animal?
Whilst human is what I try to be

For the animal in me
Is transparent to see
If I get scared I plea or flee

Sometimes I show bravery like a lion
With nerves of steel made of iron

Sometimes I give off a scent
In the heat of the moment

As a woman I have my season
When you can capture me on the heat
Till today, I do not understand the reason
Why I hunt then, like an animal hunting for its meat

The animal in me is confused
The human in me is amused

Is it legal for me
To call myself an animal?
Without being a cannibal

I know my right from wrong
Taught by my guardians tongue
But even an animal knows where it belongs
Whilst trained with the right punishment song

The fact is actual
I am an animal
Being human is my identity
While the only difference of reality;
Is the language! Ah ha! The language!
The language in which we all engage

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
Sylvia Chidi
Submitted: Tuesday, May 02, 2006

My Sad poem xxx <3

Regret by deamcatcher

My God, why did you take my mother?
Angles took the wrong one - not her - another.
Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;
You took her from me, and I didn't say -

"I Love You, Mom," in my own way;
Only to hear her say it back to me.
God, why couldn't you just let us be?
She didn't deserve to die;
Didn't deserve to be in pain,
Only to leave me here asking you why -
Night after night when I cry in vain.

My funny poem 2 xxx <3

A candy bar.
A piece of cake.
A lollipop.
A chocolate shake.
A jelly donut.
Chocolate chips.
Some gummi worms
and licorice whips.


A candy cane.
A lemon drop.
Some bubblegum
and soda pop.
Vanilla wafers.
Cherry punch.
(My mom slept in
while I made lunch.)

My funny poem 3 xxx <3

There was an old lady who lived in a zoo.
She never got bored, she had so much to do.
She climbed with the monkeys. She swam with the eels.
She talked to the parrots and played with the seals.
The old lady’s happy; she never gets blue.
And that’s why she’ll never move back to a shoe.

My funny poem 1 xxx <3

Jack was nimble
Jack was quick.
Jack jumped over the candlestick.

Jack kept jumping,
much too close.
Now his pants
smell like burnt toast.

Introduction

My name is Megan and this is my poetry Blog xxx <3