Poetry is an art form that is in us all, now where an artist would paint a picture in oils or watercolours. A poet will use your imagination how many times have you tried to write lyrics to a song or a love poem but never pursued because we thought only lyricist or poets could write a verse. A poet writes from within and through this effort poetic sonnet's emerge from styles of Bard and poesy and ending with a beautiful rhyme, which ever way it takes you this is for all to explore.
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So go now explore these pages be inspired after all the Pen is far mightier than the sword. If you would like to see one of your poems here on this site or make a comment on what you see here Email me and let me know. These pages are dedicated to the people that I love and to some that I have loved and lost. Nothing is more healing than self expression
Tension confusion rising high
No where to run nowhere to hide,
Tornadoes of depression From the hell inside.
Can't see my way out Only one thing to do
Without a doubt tranquility rages through,
Inner peace is new
The decision is made!
“Thus the pills will do”
© Author Kent Woodburn
As I arrive back to the land that I love,
As the warmth of the evening air engulfed my soul
I think about the years that have past.
But my love of this land overwhelms my heart
I have missed this world and the people that I love
As the years rushed by and time moves on
I realised as I look around how I missed them.
It hard to believe that I have missed these times
As I park the car my eyes have seen them
Standing there waiting for their son to come home.
With my heart that was heavy and the joy of my soul
I embrace the love that I felt and I miss them
Time went by like a speeding bullet,
Not enough time to spend an eternity
But long enough to miss them already
Time rushed by for us to say goodbye.
Pictures taken and words unspoken
We embrace and my tears flowed.
This is the day we have to leave
And this is the day my love became secure
I hold this trip close to my heart
For me I understand so much more
Parents I love and respect
This is a poem for you
Dedicated to my Mom and dad
© Author Kent Woodburn
Wandering in a foggy haze.
Bitterness and hatred runs in my veins.
Can't hold my anger.
My life is in danger.
Where does it come from?
Parents of twisted souls.
Love instilled beyond my control.
This torment that lingers inside,
My life is passing me by
Must get rid of these demons inside
Forgiveness is hard to find
Until I know its me inside.
This burden breaks when I realized
It is me I need to find.
Facing the truth is my time
As I forgive these ghost inside.
© Author Kent Woodburn
Hatred bitterness is all you got
A wasted life in your living hell
Nothing positive comes from your lips
Only venomous poison of a tortured soul
Afraid to find the truth
To scared of your own ghost
Your life's turmoil is yours to have
Your poison won't bring me down
I refuse to live in your slim
Of bitterness and hatred of your design
Never happy in your selfish world
Rivers of blame is all you know
I won't despair over something that was never real
Wasted time is my learning curb
To grow and heal in my future path
I continue my journeys path
The bitterness that you desire
As you wait for your death
Of a tortured soul with nowhere to go
© Author Kent Woodburn
Hawk of the desert
Heat and dust burnt inside
Watching for prey
Guarding the moisture inside
Circling, watching
Woman of the woods
Hidden in the green
Waiting, wary
Guarding the forest pool
Still, secret
Fire burning,
Licks the trees.
Water of the wood
Meets the fire.
Fire and water combine to power.
And hawk and woman ride the skies.
© Author Valerie Allen
18 years of struggle and pain
living in this material world
not know my time or place
an existence of self exile
Who am I why am I here
The ever lasting questions I hold to dear
Fearing to go forward resisting to go back
I live in this hell invisible to all
18 years of deliverance and growth
Revelations of things I do not know
intense as it all was
I forge my path towards my destiny
18 years this journey has taken
Harnessing the clouds that blinded me so
The love I had that I never knew
I unleash for all to hold
I walk without fear of knowing that life is sweet
Treasuring the moments that will come
In 18 years I have become one
© Author Kent Woodburn
Don't be afraid of what you feel
Of life's talents of mysterious deals
To places we never thought of
And joys we only dreamed of
Illusive feelings we sometimes hide
This is for others to deny
I move forwards believing in love
With no pretence or expectations
I take you as you are
For life to share
Accepting the differences inside
And the caution we both have
To nurture and grow where we embrace our souls
For this is real to be shown
With no fears knocking on my door
I embrace the strength of your spirit
And I'll be there when you need me
For my extension is given freely
Unconditionally yours for a friend I found
© Author Kent Woodburn