I suppose I'm a poet But really didn't know it It took some time to find my chime Many clouds pass And people continue on To find their song, out of all the songs Some find it early And do they shine Others

So, which word will I use To ignite life, to spark the fuse I'll start spinning sounds, to bring around A world filled page, thoughts aloud What makes some writings so special? Just words, arranged, in

So sometimes when we speak, the brain seems to switch the first letter of two adjoining words. I wonder why, it's a funny one and people react in different ways when it happens. Some people try to cover

What is this change of scenes? Like a new dream Something's different But I can hardly tell There's a change in sound A feeling of 'now' Snapped into A refreshed page It could be a change in pressure Something

Out of balance by obsession And a nature full of question A wonder if and maybe A crazy one sided daydream Existence doesn't tend towards possessive And I'm sure dislikes obsessive It's selfish to relish

"Come prepared or don't come at all" I thought of this last year and I sent it to Durex for the craic. I wonder will they use it? And get this. I thought of it months prior to sending it, but

"Come prepared or don't come at all" I thought of this last year and I sent it to Durex for the craic. I wonder will they use it? And get this. I thought of it months prior to sending it, but

If the two front two panels, either side of the car windscreen had tv screens the length of each panel, relaying in time video footage of the road etc which is normally blocked out of view. A safety feature

This poem was inspired by trophy hunting. I really wonder what inspires this behaviour. Dominance, fear of death or maybe we are lost. The Lonely Beast Are we doomed by the beast inside? With our endless

To put into words what was once unknown To write a song or jot a poem To let it go and try to hold on To a flood of words to base upon This rhymy ballad in whatever it's form Which word and where should

Hello all. I like to write and express myself in various different ways. Expression and communication is everything. Find people you shine brightly with. I'm out with friends in this photo and that's me

It can be the most difficult achievement, to know ones self. The only thing that everybody and the Youniverse wants to see, is our true expression, of ourselves. Seems difficult right? Social pressures,

Hello all. I like to write and express myself in various different ways. Expression and communication is everything. Find people you shine brightly with. I hope you enjoy my words and are able to take

No life will shine Out from the dark Or from the eye No time will stop Gone from the clock Freedom time No head will think Gone with the thoughts Of freedom sought No heart Taken from the cup of joy Feels

These words and poems are my babies My little loves I hope ye don't fall over and hurt yourselves No birthday cards or wedding bills Just hours of endless fun and thrills I don't know all your names There's

Away she goes Away she blows The storm is coming Away she blows Blows away to other shores Where she meets her match A tree filled land, with hills that clash And cut and break her down Leave her breathless

I live in Ireland and storm Emma gave me a couple of things to think about. I noticed that our feathered friends seemed panicked and were seeking food on the roadsides(which were some of the only thawed

Out with friends and someone asked what snake bite was....snake bite-snake flight...how easily a poem can be born:) Three Little Buds Chirpin and Burpin - original poetry A cosy clump of clouds with starling