http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/forums/17 en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Mon, 12 Apr 2004 18:25:31 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/forums/17 Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1062/t/Zero-State-Written-by-Bryon-Carson.html Zero State

In the shadows of the night
Chasing addictions of life

Tasting the hungry pain, and sorrows

Shaken to the extreme
Rolling with the pleasures

Watching the players
Laughing, crying, and then disappearing

Listening to the disappointment's
But never acting

Having no thoughts
Believing in zero

Leaving a question of
One state of mind

This poem was written on Oct. 21, 2003 by Bryon Carson
And posted here by... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1062 Fri, 07 Nov 2003 20:52:23 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1063/t/Sweet-Texas-Hollow.html
Sweet Texas Hollow

Kicking back on the arm's
Of an old oak tree

Remembering the places where
I played
Tossing rocks and chasing dreams

Watching the morning sun
Coming over the mirror
Image of lake Palestine

Glimpsing small fuzzy critters
Fluttering in the mist
Like fog fairies
Dancing over the lake

Breathing in the fragrances
Of the wild rose, spooning
Over the sweet smell of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1063 Thu, 16 Oct 2003 18:33:44 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1064/t/Delivered-by-the-Love-of-an-Angel.html
Delivered by the Love of an Angel

My life and soul have
been with the hope of a new day

With truth and love of
A beautiful woman

For love of an angel
I have been given

Embracing me with open arms
Showing love, care, and tenderness

Delivering me from a thousand
Little deaths, and nightmares

Lifting me up to a promise, of a new life
Filled with feeling of living

Keeping the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1064 Thu, 02 Oct 2003 07:55:24 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1065/t/A-Brother-Hood-Of-One.html But he truly enjoys posting his poems here on White Crow.
And wants to thank each of you, who has responded to his poetry. His mom, Janice

A Brother Hood Of One

Remember us my brother's
As you walk that last Parade.
Under the watchful eyes of
"Old... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1065 Mon, 08 Sep 2003 18:36:23 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1066/t/Love-Me-True.html
Love Me True
For I am Yours

Our journey into love
has been rock at best

But our friendship has
stayed even stronger

For you have seen me
at my worst
And you have seen
me at my best

And you can still
call me friend

Please remember that
last kiss

And what I said
that last night, I held
you true

Written by Bryon Carson
September 1, 2003 ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1066 Thu, 04 Sep 2003 16:46:04 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1067/t/Fate-Unsealed.html son. He does not have a computer of his own. So he wanted me to share this poem with you. His mom, Janice Carson


Fate Unsealed

When life throws
a twist of fate

And the signs you see,
written on the wall

Gives into questions that
suggest, who might... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1067 Thu, 28 Aug 2003 18:05:59 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1068/t/Our-Wee-One.html She was a wee doll, the day she was born

Now she is twelve months old
Our wee one has grown so fast you see
She is as cute as can be
And I love to hold her on my knee

I truly love this this wee one
She is a true delight to hold in my arms
But when she grows older, she will be a beauty
with long legs, and full of charm

Perhaps in time, she will finish school
and become a schoolmarm

As the clock ticks away; at the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1068 Sat, 09 Aug 2003 18:13:32 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1069/t/Dream-Land.html
Dream Land

Within the darkness
We cast our lots

For whom we part
Our souls to serve

The gray of night and
The light of day

Are parted into the
Great divide

Change of plains the
Spirt... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1069 Thu, 31 Jul 2003 11:30:29 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1070/t/Come-Play-With-Me.html I am siting here, waiting patiently.
All right, all right, I will come play with you.

My wife is growing old, and is becoming very slow too.
It will take awhile, for her to make the stew.
So, I will have the time to play with you.

Spider Man, Spider Man, may I jump down, and sit on your knee, so you can pet me.

No spider, you belong on the screen. But I will find the time to play with you.
Oh, Come on! I need some... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1070 Mon, 16 Jun 2003 17:20:53 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1071/t/The-Beauty-of-the-Night.html As we sit here together on the porch,
looking at the celestial lights in the heavens above

We speak and ponder on the days gone bye
as we have our arms entwined around one another
It gives us a feeling of warmth, and reminds us of the
love that we have for each other

As we look at the clear winter's night
it is a beautiful sight to behold
I realize that this beauty, can only come from God's love
As we sit here, and enjoy... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1071 Fri, 14 Feb 2003 10:15:25 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1072/t/Why-I-Love-You-New-Title-.html
But I still remember it well

You were just as charming then as you are now

I found your sense of humor something I would enjoy through life

As we became better acquainted I enjoyed our walks through the park

And the way you would slip your harmonica from your shirt pocket and play songs for me was a true delight

Our youth may have passed us by but our love for each other still remains

Now that we are... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1072 Fri, 12 Jul 2002 10:20:35 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1073/t/Our-Life-Through-Song-and-Title.html
Our LIFE THROUGH SONG AND TITLE

THE DAYS OF OUR LIFE BEGIN

BY LISTENING TO, MY GAL SAL

WE WOULD GO DRIFTING DOWN

THE RIVER ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON

SINGING, WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG MOLLY

JUST DOING WHAT COMES NATURALLY

WHICH BROUGHT US ALL OUR CHILDREN

THAT WAS THE BEGINNING OF THE

EDGE OF NIGHT FOR US

NOW THE OLD GRAY MARE AIN'T WHAT

SHE USE TO... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1073 Tue, 14 May 2002 15:40:03 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1061/t/The-Bathing-Suit.html Spring is finally here
Still feeling a little down in the dumps

Grab the check book, or the credit card
Have my hair done, get a facial
Or even a new set of nails

Perhaps I should go shopping
I have heard tell that buying a new pair of shoes
Is an excellent way of chasing away the blues

It seemed to work, I was beginning to like myself
Why then did I have to ruin it all
By trying on that damn bathing... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1061 Fri, 22 Mar 2002 19:01:43 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1074/t/Love-and-Marriage.html How happy we will be

Even though the years may go by
We will love each other

Our children are grown
And we will have more time to spend together

We now have great-grandchildren to cherish
But we will still find time to spend with each other

Our family has been a blessing
But no one will ever take your place

For my husband Gardner
With lots of love, Jan

janicemc ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1074 Tue, 12 Mar 2002 14:18:26 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1075/t/What-if-Gardner-Retired-.html
Then perhaps he will find time to doze

Perhaps, he will find the time to take me sight-seeing

Or perhaps, he will take that trip to Yellowstone, or to
Yosemite

A place he has longed to see

Or perhaps, he would like to visit Bixby

A place where he once was on a football team

Or perhaps, he would like to go back to California, to visit
the ocean again

The choices are many, but the days are... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1075 Fri, 01 Mar 2002 18:58:22 GMT http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1076/t/The-Poet.html Especially if I read his poetry in the dark.

I walk with my flash light in hand to the outhouse,
to read his latest poem that I have found.

His outhouse series keeps me in stitches.
Tears run down my cheek, as I read his poems of his life on
the farm, when he was a boy.

I know his life then, must have been much like John Boy's
on the Walton's. Including John Boys's love for writing.

But through... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (janicemc) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/1076 Tue, 26 Feb 2002 18:23:49 GMT