Tag: meaning
member name: Christopher Cole
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February 18, 2008 12:33 PM EST --
The mid-winter wind blew icy cold against the window pane.
As I splashed water upon my face
to begin my morning ritual - there she was on my bathroom mirror,
scampering across its edge . . .
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April 21, 2008 06:58 AM EDT --
Our Love ...
Our Love is a red red rose
A hope held tight within it's folds
A winding river throughout our souls
A tide pounding upon the shore
An anchor on the . . .
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October 13, 2007 07:17 AM EDT --
Who Am I...
I am a child who was battered
I am a kid with learning disorders
I am an adolescent who lost his best friend to suicide
I am a young man who loved deeply and lost
I am a seminarian who . . .
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October 21, 2007 08:07 AM EDT --
If you had to answer this question what would you say?
Happiness is_ _ _ _ __ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.
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November 18, 2007 10:04 PM EST --
Just the other day I was sitting in my doctors examining room staring into the full length mirror on the wall, when I took note of my face. I examined the scar which ran across the bridge of . . .
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August 11, 2008 05:04 AM EDT --
I came to Woodstock to Die in 1969 - an angel saved my life....
I knew it would happen. It's 3:am in the morning and I can't sleep. I'm thinking about the trip I made back to Bethel NY . . .
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November 03, 2008 09:58 AM EST --
I wrote this response to an article written on an association against helping the autistic:
Listen brother, I had autism as a kid. I still suffer the aftermath with rare and isolated bouts of . . .
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October 07, 2007 08:18 AM EDT --
Forty years have I stumbled forward in vain,
Weighed down by indifference and mediocrity.
Adrift in the glare of self pity and inactivity.
A mechanical being devoid of sympathy.
Squinting in the bright . . .
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January 26, 2008 08:45 PM EST --
Mellow and mild a soft wind hisses,
Beckoning me back to white wine kisses,
Purple ribbons round white fences twisted,
Peppermint moons and marshmallow fishes.
An angel's call prompts me thither, . . .
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June 03, 2008 07:32 AM EDT --
I spent my entire life trying to figure that one out. I once attempted a poem to investigate this gnawing urge to comprehend human existence.
HUMAN CONDITION
Salubrious slime thinly . . .
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October 28, 2007 04:49 PM EDT --
I have gained many friends since I first posted this poem:
Gnosis:
I once thought I could go it alone,
Embrace the things of this world, find my way home.
Exhausted . . .
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January 08, 2008 09:14 AM EST --
I write for the Woodstock Preservation site during the year. I received this gift in the form of an email at the beginning of the New Year from the director, Joanne. Her words were so inpsiring . . .
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September 25, 2007 09:13 AM EDT --
When I first started hanging with this teenager in the sixties,the thing that troubled me most about Gerald was that he was so damned naive. He was really rather bright, book smart and all, but . . .
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November 26, 2007 06:37 PM EST --
One Sunday I decided to take a ride on my Yamaha 1100 VSar custom North along the Delaware River just outside of Philadelphia. Once on the road I followed the old canal which hugs the river and decided . . .
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July 22, 2008 09:54 PM EDT --
I was ten years old, the eldest of eight children. I grew up poor in the richest county in America in the fifties.(Westchester, NY). My early childhood was filled with the pain of psychological and physical . . .
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May 05, 2008 07:06 AM EDT --
I turned fifty-nine years old today. Just before bed last night my grandson came into my room and asked to use the computer. I looked into his deep blue eyes and took his long black hair into . . .
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January 30, 2008 07:39 AM EST --
Who Am I...
I am a child who was battered
I am a kid with learning disorders
I am an adolescent who lost his best friend to suicide
I am a young man who loved deeply and lost
I am a seminarian . . .
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October 06, 2007 08:10 PM EDT --
Frozen husk of lonely abandonment and mistrust
Relegated to outer reaches of pale gray nothingness
The tiniest flicker of godly remembrance within dimly lit
No longer caught up in the short circuit . . .
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January 27, 2008 08:13 AM EST --
Frozen husk of lonely abandonment and mistrust
Relegated to outer reaches of pale gray nothingness
The tiniest flicker of godly remembrance within dimly lit
No longer caught up in the short circuit . . .
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October 28, 2007 10:20 AM EDT --
You Called to Me...
You called to me and I followed
Crawling toward you on linoleum floors
Down long corridors and open doors
Tripping along moss grown pathways
Crunching the rocks . . .
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