Withered Flowers an Anthology

By William Manson

An Anthology of poems from a select number of poets who create talented work on BILLY'S WORLD OF POETRY. The artists have been writing poetry for many years, and decided they wanted an ANTHOLOGY. This is a mixed bag of poems,written by poets WORLDWIDE, they are here for your enjoyment. All poets are a member of this site.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Mar 29, 2011
• ISBN: 9781447556589

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Whiteside

Grandpa's Advice

When I was young it is true

Grandpa told me what to do

When people's words cut like a knife

No tears should fall..don't feel strife.

You're only as beautiful as what you are

Believe in yourself, honey, you'll go far

Oft' times it's just pot calling kettle black

No, you don't want to give 'em a whack!

Words can sting and make you hurt

But show that you're not filled with dirt.

Don't let dirty words pile up inside

Until your face you want to hide

First, know the truly genuine you

Stand tall as long as you stay true

To the very best you that you can be

Let words bounce off to fall and freeze.

Say a prayer so they may learn

Showing kindness never burns

Someone's words I seem to recall

"If you can't say something nice

Don't say anything at all."

copyright© July 2006

Lou Lenhart

Whispers

As the ocean clasps the shore,

As the sun warms the air,

As the rain wets the earth,

As the breeze embraces the trees,

So your love sustained me.

Now you are gone,

and I weep, and I weep...

Yet, the ocean still clasps the shore,

Yet, the sun still warms the air,

Yet, the rain still wets the earth,

Yet, the breeze still embraces the trees,

And I listen,

as the soft night wind whispers,

Weep not, my love, for we shall meet again!

Mary Naylor.

Crocodile Tears, Alligator Skin

Crocodile tears, Alligator skin, as long as I’m alive, no

One will hurt me again.

Soft as a bunny, smart as a fox, running against time

But hard as a rock.

Don’t come around, I don’t want to see your face,

Yours is not the kind of love I can embrace.

You don’t believe in give and take, it’s all your

Way or none,

You never give a single inch, you figure to never be undone.

Whatever happened to the person I met? Your image

Has faded with time.

I remember the first meeting and the next two years,

They were nothing short of sublime.

Slowly, unnoticed you started to change, the kisses grew

Further apart.

You started staying away from home, how could I not

Take this to heart?

You have taught me well, I’m on my own, all I need is myself.

I won’t wait around for anyone else. I’m done sitting on a shelf.

I will care for myself; I have a few good friends, that’s

All I will ever need.

You will never understand the meaning of love, your love

Is nothing but greed!

Theolinda M. Foster © 06-23-05

A Child's Predicament (Hexaduad)

I'll swim

With Jim

Somehow I've lost my shoe!

I don't know what to do

I just can't walk down on the ground

With dirty socks, I've looked around

I must tell Dad

He might get mad

A shame that I must tell

My folks are gonna yell

I don't wanna

But, I'm gonna.

Toni D. Helfrick

Author's Comments:

12 rhyming couplets Syllables per line: 2,2,6,6,8,8,4,4,6,6,4,4.

Heaven Unknown

To my husband who died 4-27-06

Heaven

We think of it

But do not know

The depth and breath of it

Never shown

Now you are there

And I am alone

Grieving and wanting you so

Til we meet again my darling

My prayers will be

That Heaven is a place

God has promised thee

Until I come to you

Keep a place for me

Once again we will unite

And one we shall again be.

I miss you so.

Patricia Farwell Harrison

A Dream By Viola Tabor.

One night I had a dream

I saw a woman walking by a stream,

She looked as if she had a care

And I knew she had a cross to bear,

She stopped and at me she did stare

She waved for me to come over there,

You are crying child, this woman said

I replied, my mother is dead,

Then I looked into her eyes

And it was to my surprise

This