Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	02-June 23:18:13 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 149310 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => He Who Lives On Ventry Bay [time] => 2009-04-22 15:38:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => He sat at the new wooden table,
Now thin and frail, his face told thousands.
I thought of the man I once knew,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

Long ago now he bid farewell to that dip,
Welcomed the alien shores.
She thought of the young man she met there,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

He sat in his rocking chair, played cards with the kids.
Watching the red bopping up to the Páirc,
They thought of the life he had made for them,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

This trip to his home of long ago,
A chance to part with brothers,
They thought of the boy they grew up with,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

We spoke that day by the wooden table
of depression and cups of tea.
Words failed me then to reassure
That strangers could not take our love.
I visit that table, that wooden table,
I speak, I speak, I speak.
The green dip looming in the background,
The whooshing sea shore.

He was Strong and Happy,
He is Loved and Here.

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 237 [topic] => 50 [informant] => dots [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )

He Who Lives On Ventry Bay

Contributed by dots on Wednesday, 22nd April 2009 @ 03:38:00 PM in AEST
Topic: ApologyPoetry

He sat at the new wooden table,
Now thin and frail, his face told thousands.
I thought of the man I once knew,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

Long ago now he bid farewell to that dip,
Welcomed the alien shores.
She thought of the young man she met there,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

He sat in his rocking chair, played cards with the kids.
Watching the red bopping up to the Páirc,
They thought of the life he had made for them,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

This trip to his home of long ago,
A chance to part with brothers,
They thought of the boy they grew up with,
Strong. Happy. Love. Here.

We spoke that day by the wooden table
of depression and cups of tea.
Words failed me then to reassure
That strangers could not take our love.
I visit that table, that wooden table,
I speak, I speak, I speak.
The green dip looming in the background,
The whooshing sea shore.

He was Strong and Happy,
He is Loved and Here.

Copyright Â© dots ... [ 2009-04-22 15:38:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: He Who Lives On Ventry Bay (User Rating: 1 )
by kye on Wednesday, 22nd April 2009 @ 05:56:19 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Bravo! Bravo! Oh my goodness, where to start?
Your poem was refreshing! Just wondrous really. I thought you had a very strong signature in your poetry.

Your poem is very full and embodies depth with words that dramatically captures the reader.

Loved, absolutely loved the title as well.

Thank you.

Kie

Re: He Who Lives On Ventry Bay (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 22nd April 2009 @ 06:33:26 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I mirror Kie, so much emotion and depth.
Something I really loved was strong, happy love here
dang that is a powerful combo and poetic.

Snappy write. Loved it.

Michelle

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. Â©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright Â© to their submitter. All the rest Copyright Â© 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com