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  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Love, a fire that warms the soul's embrace,

    In its tender glow, hearts find their place,

    A melody of joy, a dance so sweet,

    In love's gentle rhythm, two souls meet.

    It's a beacon in the darkest night,

    A guiding star, a pure and endless light,

    In love's embrace, we find our truest self,

    A treasure found in the heart's secret delve.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Love's tender touch, a whispered sigh,

    In every heart, its flame may lie.

    It paints the world in shades so bright,

    A beacon in the darkest night.

    With open arms and hearts entwined,

    In love, our souls are truly aligned.

    A bond that time can never sever,

    Love's the greatest gift we'll cherish forever.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In love's gentle embrace, hearts find their song,

    A melody of emotions, sweet and strong.

    It knows no boundaries, nor time's cruel hand,

    A force that unites, across sea and land.

    Love's tender touch, a balm for life's scars,

    Guiding us through both the moon and the stars.

    In its warmth and light, we're forever entwined,

    A love so profound, eternally designed.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Love's gentle touch, a timeless art,

    It weaves a melody in every heart,

    In tender moments, it finds its way,

    Guiding us through night and day.

    A flame that burns with a steady glow,

    Through joy and tears, it continues to grow,

    In love's embrace, we find our grace,

    A precious bond in life's vast space.

    It knows no bounds, no shape, no form,

    In love's sweet shelter, we find our calm,

    With every beat of the heart's soft dove,

    Love's the greatest force, the purest love.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In kitchens' heat, the meat does sizzle,

    On the grill or in the pan's quick fizzle.

    Flavors rich and savory, a carnivore's delight,

    In every tender bite, a culinary height.

    From steak's bold swagger to chicken's grace,

    Meat's diverse tastes, a thrilling chase.

    On plates around the world, it takes a seat,

    A taste of life's bounty, where flavors meet.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Sizzling in the pan, a savory delight,

    Meat's aroma fills the air, an appetizing sight.

    From tender steaks to roasts that gleam,

    Meat's flavors reign supreme.

    On the grill or in a stew's embrace,

    Meat's richness adds to every taste.

    A culinary canvas for flavors to meet,

    In each juicy bite, a savory treat.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Sizzling on the grill, a savory delight,

    Meat's aroma, a culinary highlight.

    From tender steaks to smoked barbecue,

    Its flavors and textures, a carnivore's view.

    Juicy and succulent, a hearty feast,

    Meat's richness and taste, a culinary beast.

    On plates around the world, it takes its seat,

    A culinary pleasure, in every bite, a treat.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    On the sizzling grill, meat takes its stand,

    A savory delight, cooked to perfection, grand.

    From tender steaks to burgers, it sizzles and sears,

    In its rich flavors, culinary wonders appear.

    In smoky barbecues and cozy kitchen fires,

    Meat's aroma stirs our deepest desires.

    A feast for carnivores, hearty and sweet,

    In the world of flavors, meat's a savory treat.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    On the grill, meat sizzles and sears,

    A symphony of flavors, sparking cheers.

    From tender steak to savory roast,

    Meat's richness is a culinary boast.

    In stews, it simmers, hearty and bold,

    A comfort in winter, a treasure untold.

    From BBQs to Sunday feasts so sweet,

    Meat, a culinary delight, can't be beat.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In the world's fragile dance, we must take heed,

    Climate change's whispers, a growing need.

    Icebergs weep and forests sigh,

    As warming temperatures reach for the sky.

    The Earth's plea for help, it can't disguise,

    Rising seas and melting ice, under azure skies.

    In our hands, the power to rearrange,

    To fight for a world that won't be estranged.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Invisible forces, our Earth does sway,

    Climate change looms, won't fade away.

    Icebergs weep, as temperatures rise,

    Under the relentless, burning skies.

    Oceans churn with a turbulent might,

    Species vanish out of sight,

    Humanity's choice, our planet's fate,

    To heal the world or capitulate.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In a world growing warm, our planet does sigh,

    Climate change whispers, a tear in the sky.

    Icebergs melt, and oceans rise high,

    Nature's plea, a desperate cry.

    Man-made fires, the forests do burn,

    A lesson unheeded, a world in concern.

    Changing climates, our fate intertwined,

    In unity, solutions we must find.

    For Earth's fragile balance, we must fight,

    To preserve our home, in the warming light.

    The time to act, it draws ever near,

    In battling climate change, we must all steer.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    Earth's plea, a warming cry resounds,

    In the changing climate, a world astounds.

    Icebergs weep, forests gasp for breath,

    As humanity grapples with life and death.

    Invisible forces reshape the land,

    Nature's balance, slipping through our hand.

    We must unite, with urgency and care,

    To heal the world, for all life to share.

    The clock ticks on, the future unknown,

    In the face of change, our actions must be shown.

    To protect this planet, we must arrange,

    A world where climate change we can exchange.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In Earth's embrace, a story unfolds,

    Where climate change, its tale foretold.

    Ice caps weep, as temperatures rise,

    Underneath relentless, burning skies.

    Nature's balance, now deeply scarred,

    Human actions leave our planet marred.

    Yet hope remains, if we unite,

    To heal the Earth, make things right.

    Through sustainable choices, we can mend,

    The wounds of climate change, and tend,

    To a world that's green, and skies so blue,

    A future where nature thrives anew.

  • Claude J. #27154
    Claude J. #27154 Posts: 149 ✭✭

    In warming whispers, Earth's plea does sing,

    A tale of change, of fragile beings.

    Icebergs weep as oceans rise,

    Under the burning sun's relentless guise.

    Forests fade, and glaciers retreat,

    In the wake of man's careless heat.

    Climate change, a dire, urgent call,

    For united action, or Earth shall fall.

  • authorone
    authorone Posts: 97 ✭✭

    It matters not how strait the gate,

          How charged with punishments the scroll,

    I am the master of my fate,

          I am the captain of my soul.



  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    One Cow, Two Moos


    We used to have a single cow,

    We called her Mrs. Rupple.

    But she got struck by a lightning bolt,

    And now we have a couple.

    She's walking sort of funny now,

    Oh pity her poor calf.

    Old Mrs. Rupple gives no milk,

    She gives us half-and-half.

  • A17
    A17 Posts: 1,547 ✭✭

    This discussion is to share as mush poetry as you want in French or English. Feel free to use your imagination and various subject.

    Dans un train filant à toute allure, L'amour se cache, tel un murmure. Les regards se croisent, timides échanges, Les cœurs se frôlent, naissent des échanges.

    Les rails tracent un chemin infini, Comme les destinées qui se sont unies. Le train chante une douce mélodie, Symphonie de l'amour, en harmonie.

    Les wagons sont témoins des émotions, Des doux serments et des passions. Les mains se cherchent, se tiennent serrées, Les baisers échangés, en secret murmurés.

    Les paysages défilent, tels des tableaux, Laissant derrière eux le passé, les maux. L'amour grandit, se renforce dans ce voyage, Comme une flamme qui brûle sans dommage.

    Et lorsque le train ralentit son allure, Les amoureux se regardent, plein d'assurance. Car l'amour est un voyage sans fin, Qui se poursuit au-delà des chemins.

    Ainsi, dans ce train de l'amour, Les cœurs se lient pour toujours. Et chaque voyage devient une aventure, Où l'amour règne en maître, en toute pureté.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    In Childhood


    things don't die or remain damaged

    but return: stumps grow back hands,

    a head reconnects to a neck,

    a whole corpse rises blushing and newly elastic.

    Later this vision is not True:

    the grandmother remains dead

    not hibernating in a wolf's belly.

    Or the blue parakeet does...

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    The Butterfly in the garden,

    Has rainbow wings.

    The honeybee in the garden,

    Is yellow and black.

    The birds in the garden,

    Are red, blue and pink.

    But why is the garden,

    so grey.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Glass Tears

    Janeth Flores Camacho August 15, 2023

    Glass tears, delicate and fine

    Crafted with care, each one divine

    Fragile beauty, vulnerability, and grace

    A sense of sensitivity, etched on its face

    Evoking emotions, from awe to sorrow

    A master ́s work, today and tomorrow

    Crafted by skilled hands, an artisan's art

    A delicate tear, a masterpiece from the heart

    A stunning piece, a treasure to hold

    A glass tear, a story to be told

    A work of beauty, for all to see

    A timeless piece, that will forever be.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Courage is strength

    People tend to think vulnerability is

    The weakness of the soul.

    But weakness isn't necessarily bad.

    To lack strength in the core of our existence,

    The embodiment of the human soul and spirit- something

    Many people lack to understand.

    Yet being vulnerable is somehow undesirable.

    But to share our weaknesses is what makes

    Us so vulnerable, and showing our

    Vulnerability is the nativity of strength.

    But strength is courage

    And courage is strength.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    The salt in the sea

    and in my eyes

    carries my memories

    and hollow dreams.

    The beach nearby my village house

    hides years of my childhood—

    waiting to be recovered

    beneath the sand and the shiny pebbles.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    As the earth quakes,

    Splatter across dull nears;

    Everything remains hidden in the crevices of a tragic tableau.

    Darkness dawns

    as an entity unseen makes its way

    small indentations in the landscape

    It carefully skins the layers of its cage

    The absurd, leaking balloons turn solid.

    Nothing transcribes as well as the pools of Lakewater

    Carved by the blaze

    worn away




  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    Fly little birdy

    Don't be shy

    Don't hide

    You can fall but never give up

    Fly as if you were on a slipping slide

    Just fly

    your unique

    Your wings are shaped like the number nine

    It is fine

    Never be scared this will soon be over

    But in the meantime try to fly up high

    You will be free

    Like other birdies

    Living a nice and clean

    All you could need is a little push from your master peace

    Mother nature will try to contain you

    But not for long

    Sometimes you just need to push yourself

    Fly birdy fly high where you can't be seen

    Life is denial but don't let that stop you

    Just try

    Believe in what you are to become

    It's like life is in darkness

    You will soon see light

    Just fly

    Even if you can't fly

    Just try

    Your success depends on you

    It's time to fly out of your nest

    Momma is not gonna take care of you

    It’s time to let go

    Just go with your life flow

    You will soon see what you really are

    But for now

    Just try.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    E.P. Mexi July 25, 2023

    The hound seeks fresh buds all noon,

    For it used to be a bud itself,

    The hound desperately stares at the moon,

    For it’s never seen such wealth,

    The hound senses death comin’ soon,

    For tomorrow it shall take its last breath,

    The hound to tears it’s immune,

    For all joy it long ago shed,

    The hound roams around the fields of June,

    For life shall it pass to buds n’ create pelf,

    The hound collapses next to flower Dune,

    For its flesh melts away like Agiel,

    The hound’s veins grow roots n’ flourish into trees of prune,

    For the very life it compelled,

    The new born embraced the hewn,

    For a hound he once was himself.

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    great Poetry Community !!
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Absolutely you are right. Poems are beautiful!

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭


    Maximiliano Zapata July 11, 2023

    In times of fear and doubt, we seek The strength to rise and be unique To face the challenges ahead

    And push away the thoughts of dread

    But where does courage come from, pray? Does it arrive with dawn? Or must we search within our soul to find the will to take control?

    Perhaps it lies in taking risks

    And trusting in our own abilities or in the knowledge that we're not alone

    And others have walked this path before

    It may be found in facing our fears and standing tall, despite the tears Or in the simple act of faith

    That tomorrow brings a brighter day

    Wherever courage may be found It is a beacon, shining bright

    A guiding star to light the way

    And lead us through the darkest night

    So let us seek the courage within To chase our dreams and strive to win For though the road may be long and hard

    With courage, we can go far.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Nothing Gold Can Stay

    By Robert Frost

    Nature's first green is gold,

    Her hardest hue to hold.

    Her early leaf's a flower;

    But only so an hour.

    Then leaf subsides to leaf.

    So Eden sank to grief,

    So dawn goes down to day.

    Nothing gold can stay.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    “There Will Come Soft Rain”

    by Sara Teasdale

    There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,

    And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

    And frogs in the pools singing at night,

    And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

    Robins will wear their feathery fire,

    Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

    And not one will know of the war, not one

    Will care at last when it is done.

    Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,

    If mankind perished utterly;

    And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn

    Would scarcely know that we were gone.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    “Fire And Ice”

    by Robert Frost

    Some say the world will end in fire,

    Some say in ice.

    From what I’ve tasted of desire

    I hold with those who favor fire.

    But if it had to perish twice,

    I think I know enough of hate

    To say that for destruction ice

    Is also great

    And would suffice

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Edgar Allan Poe - A Dream Within A Dream 

    Take this kiss upon the brow!

    And, in parting from you now,

    Thus much let me avow-

    You are not wrong, who deem

    That my days have been a dream;

    Yet if hope has flown away

    In a night, or in a day,

    In a vision, or in none,

    Is it therefore the less gone?

    All that we see or seem

    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar

    Of a surf-tormented shore,

    And I hold within my hand

    Grains of the golden sand-

    How few! yet how they creep

    Through my fingers to the deep,

    While I weep- while I weep!

    O God! can I not grasp

    Them with a tighter clasp?

    O God! can I not save

    One from the pitiless wave?

    Is all that we see or seem

    But a dream within a dream?

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    John Donne –  No Man Is an Island

    No man is an island,

    Entire of itself,

    Every man is a piece of the continent,

    A part of the main.

    If a clod be washed away by the sea,

    Europe is the less.

    As well as if a promontory were.

    As well as if a manor of thy friend’s

    Or of thine own were:

    Any man’s death diminishes me,

    Because I am involved in mankind,

    And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;

    It tolls for thee.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    William Carlos Williams – This Is Just To Say

    I have eaten

    the plums

    that were in

    the icebox

    and which

    you were probably


    for breakfast

    Forgive me

    they were delicious

    so sweet

    and so cold

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Dr. Seuss – Green Eggs & Ham 

    I do not like them in a box

    I do not like them with a fox

    I do not like them in a house

    I do not like them with a mouse

    I do not like them here or there

    I do not like them anywhere

    I do not like green eggs and ham

    I do not like them Sam I am

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Pablo Neruda – If You Forget Me

    I want you to know

    one thing.

    You know how this is:

    if I look

    at the crystal moon, at the red branch

    of the slow autumn at my window,

    if I touch

    near the fire

    the impalpable ash

    or the wrinkled body of the log,

    everything carries me to you,

    as if everything that exists,

    aromas, light, metals,

    were little boats

    that sail

    toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

    Well, now,

    if little by little you stop loving me

    I shall stop loving you little by little.

    If suddenly

    you forget me

    do not look for me,

    for I shall already have forgotten you.

    If you think it long and mad,

    the wind of banners

    that passes through my life,

    and you decide

    to leave me at the shore

    of the heart where I have roots,


    that on that day,

    at that hour,

    I shall lift my arms

    and my roots will set off

    to seek another land.


    if each day,

    each hour,

    you feel that you are destined for me

    with implacable sweetness,

    if each day a flower

    climbs up to your lips to seek me,

    ah my love, ah my own,

    in me all that fire is repeated,

    in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

    my love feeds on your love, beloved,

    and as long as you live it will be in your arms

    without leaving mine.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Robert Burn – A Red, Red, Rose

    O my Luve is like a red, red rose

    That’s newly sprung in June;

    O my Luve is like the melody

    That’s sweetly played in tune.

    So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

    So deep in luve am I;

    And I will luve thee still, my dear,

    Till a’ the seas gang dry.

    Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

    And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

    I will love thee still, my dear,

    While the sands o’ life shall run.

    And fare thee weel, my only luve!

    And fare thee weel awhile!

    And I will come again, my luve,

    Though it were ten thousand mile.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Derek Walcott – Love After Love 

    The time come

    when, with elation

    you will greet yourself arriving

    at your own door, in your own mirror

    and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

    and say, sit here. Eat.

    You will love again the stranger who was your self.

    Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart

    to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

    all your life, whom you ignored

    for another, who knows you by heart.

    Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

    the photographs, the desperate notes,

    peel your own image from the mirror.

    Sit. Feast on your life.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    How To Get There

    Go to the end of the path until you get to the gate.

    Go through the gate and head straight out towards the horizon.

    Keep going towards the horizon.

    Sit down and have a rest every now and again,

    But keep on going, just keep on with it.

    Keep on going as far as you can.

    That’s how you get there. 

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Maya Angelou – Awaking in New York

    Curtains forcing their will 

    against the wind,

    children sleep,

    exchanging dreams with 

    seraphim. The city

    drags itself awake on 

    subway straps; and

    I, an alarm, awake as a 

    rumor of war,

    lie stretching into dawn, 

    unasked and unheeded.

    In less than fifteen lines, Maya Angelou’s masterful words paint a portrait of the dizzying breadth of New York City, exuding a sense of both wistfulness and melancholia at the site of an awakening metropolis. She lays bare the adrenaline of being wrapped into the tapestry of a bustling city, whilst simultaneously exposing the overwhelming sense of loneliness found in these most dazzling of places.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Emily Dickinson- How Happy is the Little stone

    How happy is the little stone

    That rambles in the road alone,

    And doesn’t care about careers,

    And exigencies never fears;

    Whose coat of elemental brown

    A passing universe put on;

    And independent as the sun,

    Associates or glows alone,

    Fulfilling absolute decree

    In casual simplicity.

    Emily Dickinson’s “Little Stone” is one of the most poignant 10 line poems that encapsulates her profound introspection and profound ability to find beauty in the smallest of things.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Anais Nin – Risk

    And then the day came,

    when the risk

    to remain tight

    in a bud

    was more painful

    than the risk

    it took

    to blossom.

    When was the day you stopped conforming and started leading your own life? For me, it came right after high school. Seeking the approval of others whilst sacrificing my own identity? Yeah, that wasn’t going to cut it anymore. It was time to take the plunge, aka, “blossom”, and discard any remnants of external expectations. As cliché as it sounds, it’s a vital life lesson that comes with time, and few have described this realisation as powerfully as Nin.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Joyce Kilmer – Trees

    I think that I shall never see

    A poem lovely as a tree.

    A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

    Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

    A tree that looks at God all day,

    And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

    A tree that may in summer wear

    A nest of robins in her hair;

    Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

    Who intimately lives with rain.

    Poems are made by fools like me,

    But only God can make a tree.

    We’ve received some memorable artistic portrayals of trees over the years. The Ents in Lord Of The Rings are ancient and wise and Shel Silverstein’s The Giving Tree is utterly heartbreaking (if you know, you know). However, Kilmer’s portrayal positions trees in the highest regard. The human-like qualities he gives trees are metaphorically faultless, and the final couplet drives home his arguments’ significance even further, by claiming the medium he’s utilising isn’t even worthy for such a beautiful feature of nature.

  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    I'm nobody! Who are you?

    by Emily Dickinson

    I'm nobody! Who are you?
    Are you nobody, too?
    Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
    They'd advertise -- you know!
    How dreary to be somebody!
    How public like a frog
    To tell one's name the livelong day
    To an admiring bog!
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    The Power of a Smile

    by Tupac Shakur

    The power of a gun can kill
    and the power of fire can burn
    the power of wind can chill
    and the power of a mind can learn
    the power of anger can rage
    inside until it tears u apart
    but the power of a smile
    especially yours can heal a frozen heart 
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    The Lesson

    by Maya Angelou

    I keep on dying again.
    Veins collapse, opening like the
    Small fists of sleeping
    Memory of old tombs,
    Rotting flesh and worms do
    Not convince me against
    The challenge.
     The years
    And cold defeat live deep in
    Lines along my face.
    They dull my eyes, yet
    I keep on dying,
    Because I love to live.
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    Life Through My Eyes

    by Tupac Shakur

    Life through my bloodshot eyes
    would scare a square 2 death
    and never a moment 2 rest
    Fun and games are few
    but treasured like gold 2 me
    cuz I realize that I must return
    2 my spot in poverty
    But mock my words when I say
    my heart will not exist
    unless my destiny comes through
    and puts an end 2 all of this 
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    The Rose that Grew from Concrete

    by Tupac Shakur

    Did you hear about the rose that grew
    from a crack in the concrete?
    Proving nature's law is wrong it
    learned to walk with out having feet.
    Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams,
    it learned to breathe fresh air.
    Long live the rose that grew from concrete
    when no one else ever cared.
  • jiyingss
    jiyingss Posts: 523 ✭✭

    I had no time to hate because

    by Emily Dickinson

    I had no time to hate, because
    The grave would hinder me,
    And life was not so ample I
    Could finish enmity.
    Nor had I time to love, but since
    Some industry must be,
    The little toil of love, I thought,
    Was large enough for me.
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