Rhyme Words Poems

A thread, a thought, a silent plea,
Woven through air for you to see.
A gentle hum, a quiet grace,
Finding its rhythm, time, and place.
So may this...

Read More

We clap and cheer
when they speak well
phrases that please
that cast a spell.

But behind the brilliance 
are borrowed lines
they read poets
study the rhymes.

Our leaders rhyme
not truth...

Read More

Hearts crushed and broken.
Words unspoken. 
Still the pains remain.

Words left unsaid
Could heal instead
but left the ones in pain.

The time to run 
to make undone
the damage...

Read More

Button up your metaphors;
Zipper up your lip.
Shoot from any place you want
Other than the hip.

Writing what you really feel
By some will seem a crime,
Especially when...

Read More

Piano man was what he said he was called.
Percussion he didn’t need to keep us enthralled.
Pianoforte, this was his instrument of choice.
Pacifying and entertaining with...

Read More

Having tasted substance abuse,
today in truth,
many of the young
are wasted in their youth.
But 'God damn' only the pusher
you didn't oughta
as, without the doer,
the dealer, he'd...

Read More

Salt a gin and tonic,
It’s too dry. 
Assault my temple with sin, 
Be honest, 
You like the rye. 
Look me in my honest eye, 
Conversations...

Read More

Will pens
(I'd have to think
when last I dipped mine in ink)
and sad to say
pencils go
the dodo's way
become extinct or obsolete
(oh no)
to the average man in...

Read More

The notions felt within our minds,
the thoughts beyond our words,
that flutter ‘cross the April skies 
like butterflies and birds,

and settle ‘pon a distant soul,
will cause...

Read More

It's enough to make one chunder
there used to be a time Down Under
when fair dinkum the label on the tucker tin
only stated the true blue...

Read More

Exhausted played out past the point of no return
and yet while I have breath there's a will
and still the fire within shall burn
but what with...

Read More

I don't choose the muse
the muse chooses me
but when I need her most
then whereabouts is she
abandoned and self-mocked
not word one could I pen
with writer's block
my...

Read More

Some may say
it is a curse
who's to know
but could be worse
altho' no aesthete
I'm not averse
to levity when
taking up the pen
to scribe a poem then
making it...

Read More

Simple is the way to be free
Know we are soul, not body-mind
Leave all fears and desires behind 

Unshackle soul from our mind tree
Thoughts bisect whilst...

Read More

My Words Echo 
I won’t be here forever 
One day, ascend through Azure clouds 
I’m running out of time 
Born to write poetry 
Just pondering...

Read More