Tag Archives: poems

Broken Promises

Posted on March 13, 2014 by Opinionated Man

Winter night of stars and light. An empty glass stands as the past. I see myself in the reflection staring back. Sharded image colored like ice… it is me. Each image a perfect imagination and yet they have reality’s eyes. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 11 Comments

Morning Dew

Posted on December 26, 2013 by Opinionated Man

Morning light sparkles, diamonds in the rough be found. Morning dew trembles on unremarkable mound. A worker sits, his night shift done. Now it is off to the morning fun. But first he sits and drinks his morning dew. Letting his … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Awaken

Posted on December 20, 2013 by Opinionated Man

I stare at them and wonder, where do they go? What places have they seen, who do they know? I venture forth, a hermit from his cave. Thunder cracks above, the storm begins to rave. Nothing will keep me inside … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Her

Posted on December 19, 2013 by Opinionated Man

Whispering winds speak your name. Through morning sun and glistening rain. Even my dreams are no longer mine. Your presence there I see a sign. I wonder if our love was real. Or was it a simple touch and feel. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Tear Drop

Posted on December 18, 2013 by Opinionated Man

Shadows from a fallen tear drop. Merge to form a united front against the happiness which seeks to infest you. It is a victorious battle, and the battleground upon which it occurs leaves behind a picture of death and frustration. … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Erotic

Posted on December 17, 2013 by Opinionated Man

They touch with thought. The desire is felt physically through their eyes. Music is in the background… something soft and unobtrusive. Nothing matters but the present. He raises his hand and touches her cheek. He does not caress her, he … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment