I have published two books, although they were not poems, but short
stories.

Some of my poems have been published in such places as Autumn Leaves and
Author's Den..

I mostly write the poems to share with my friends, love..And

I enjoy doing it very much..Thanks for reading, and for

the kind comments..

A true Poet's Poet. Not much to say but I will be stuck on this thread
for a while reading everything you posted. It is nice to read the Poet's
express, I know the feeling well.



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Thanks Gryphyn..Nice to know that you are here..

Here, Gryphyn..This one's for you..It is a funny take on
a serious subject: Writers' Block..

Hope you enjoy it..It was a blast to write!

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Writers’ Block
By Bobby7


I can hear my heart strings hummin',
I sense better times a comin’,
I've found a way to crack my mental block!
I gassed up both of my gennys,
Went out and bought a bunch of ‘Bennies’...
‘Cause it could be, I'll be writing 'round the clock!

When I get stuck, or worse, if I evoke the writer's curse,
And the screen on my computer just stays blank
Then I can sit, hour on hour, doin’ all within my power,
To find those damned words hidin' in my tank.

So, I'll pass this on to you, and no matter what do,
Try it out, and if you don’t. then; Don’t you knock it !
'Stead of sittin’ here all night, I simply shock my self to write..
I stick my finger in the handiest wall socket.

Though I anticipate some smirks, I can assure you that it works
For, I've tried it six or seven times before.
I can feel my essence growin', and the words just start a flowin'
When I finally pick myself up off the floor.

To the JSH Poets
By Bobby7

I had to take some time off, I had lots of work to do
But I really hope that no one thought that I’d forgotten you
I wish I could have been here, and never missed a page
But legal things just cannot wait; it’s like living in a cage

I hope you poets here all know how much this means to me
These poems are part of history, as far as poets’ eyes can see
Poets came, and poets left, but you, my friends, have stayed
And every nuance and emotion; every gambit you have played

Your poems have let me share a laugh, and some made me cry
And I, now, know countless colours. to describe a summer sky
You’ve written epics that we shared; you took us back in time
What I find best, I must confess..Are the poems that really rhyme.

I’d humbly like to let you know, I appreciate your writes
And when I’ve finished my day’s work, you liven up my nights
And so it is with happy heart, that I pick up my 'Poet's Pen'
Your poems have give my such joy!..Now! Let the rhymes begin!

In Dreams
By Bobby7

This may sound a little funny; but I’m bettin’ all my money
That dreams we have will often times, come true.
And when things are going bad, and life throws curves to make us sad
We can drive up to the dream bank; me, and you.

I may be stickin’ out my neck, but I’m writing you this check
So the next nice dream you have, will be on me.
For you’ve helped me smile again, and you’ve eased a lot of pain
Taken blinders from my eyes, and let me see..

People rush around so fast; the right questions never asked,
No wonder that we see such misery.
If we just keep our couth, play fair and tell the truth
A happy world is there for all to see.

So come, and take my hand, and we’ll dance to that ‘big band’
The way we did, so many years ago.
We’ll love each other with our eyes; it will come as no surprise.
For, we just have to dream, to make it so.

We’re dreaming the same dreams, and, so my dear, it seems
That we are sharing common goals, within our lives.
It is such a noble goal; it’s the same for young and old
To dream of loving husbands, cherished wives.

So, come and dream with me, and, together we can see
All the dreams that we have ever dreamt come true.
It’s a leap of faith we take, but, perhaps, when I awake
The angel, there beside me; Will be you..

Some are funny. I felt the last one though. You are such a deep soul
bobby(oops, bibby).
Kat

Ya can call me Bibby, Kat..

Everyone else does..

Thanks for reading..

A Poets Life

A poet's heart’s more fragile,
His/her train of thought’s more agile
That anyone’s ,who doesn't write at all.

A poets thoughts keep rambling
A poet just keeps on gambling
That he’ll write a poem worth posting on the wall

A poet can spend days
And try a hundred ways
To write a poem that touches every heart

The difference is; You see
Between the average Joe and me
Is that a poet puts the horse behind the cart.

Adventures in Parenting
by Bobby7


The pain we all felt growing up, was such a heavy load
With any luck, we had someone to ease us down the road
But now and then, I don't know why, some parents just don’t care
And make their children’s' burdens much more difficult to bear.

Some love and understanding is all we can provide
It's sad, that there are those who don't carry this inside.
And though a child may reach its’ goal, with just a Mom, or just a Dad
It makes their journey onward, simply, terribly, more sad.

They need their dads' approval, it makes them feel much more mature
And they need their mother's blessing; it helps them be much more
secure.
Why one parent 'shuts' them out; I cannot understand
A parent's major role in life is to lend their 'kids' a hand.

I'm not talking giving money here! Well, maybe; The odd time.
I'm speaking of a guiding hand, 'cause that's the very bottom line
Any parent, Mom or Dad who doesn't give their kids a boost
Deserves the sorrow that they reap. When the ‘birds’ come back to roost.

Sometimes we do not agree about the roads our children choose
That’s when they need our help the most, to be shown what they can lose.
And when they set out on a course, and they must either sink or swim
Knowing that their folks are there means all the world to her or him.

Asphalt Trials
By Bobby7



The many paths that I have trod are written on this page
The ones that led to happiness, the ones to drunken rage
The many roads that you can take care not who walks their miles
It's all the same to Asphalt Trails, be it bitter tears or smiles.

However, you can change the views along all these lost highways
And insert a blue and sunny sky on bleak and cloudy days.
And you can change your frame of mind and see your anger pale
You control your destiny when you walk the Asphalt Trail.

My walk to me to places that I'd never been before,
And to many things I'd never seen from east to western shore.
The Trail led me to prison where my soul began to die
For I had to hurt and maim and wound just simply to get by.

The days and nights inside that cell took an awful toll on me,
And I could hardly wait to walk that Trail the day they set me free.
Then the trails lead to the lights of town, straight to the local bars.
Where it seemed to me the women were much faster than their cars.

And as I walked the Asphalt Trail, I pondered in my mind"
Is there a way to stop my walk, and leave this Trail behind?"
Then, I walked by a country church, and heard the church bell ring
I, then heard the answer, and my heart began to sing

Mistake were made along those Trails, and there's a price to pay
But I took it to my Maker, and my debt is clear today.
So now I walk a different Trail, which leads to peace of mind

And my Maker walks this trail with me, so merciful and kind.

Born To Lose..
by Bobby7


Born to lose, I’ve lost your love, it seems
Yet, every night, your face is there in dreams
When I awake, I know that it is true
I’m born to lose, and I know that I’ve lost you

Born to lose, my mind can’t comprehend
That I no longer have you as a friend
You were all the happiness I knew
Born to lose, and now I'm losing you

Born to lose, tell me why should I go on
When everything that I held dear is gone?
I don’t think that life is worth this pain
Born to lose, and I have lost again

Born to lose, there’s nothing I can do
That will ease the pain of losing you..
I think it best that I just end it all
Born to lose..I hear deep waters call

Cherie - Lover
by bobby7

I have you tell you, lover, that you're a huge surprise,
You're like some little Angel, that just tumbled from the skies.
What's happening between us, has come on oh, so fast.
Believe me when I tell you love, I pray that it will last.

The memory of you lying beside me in our bed,
Is something that I cherish, it echoes through my head.
Your lovely face, your silken skin, your eyes so blue and wide,
Are things that I could not forget, not even if I tried.

I don't know what the future holds, it's not for me to see,
But I hope that in your future, you'll find a place for me.
I love being with you girl, and we have so much fun,
Especially in the morning, when we greet the rising sun.

You're charming, and so witty, with a heart so soft and warm,
And I promise you, my darling, that I'll let no one do you harm.
No matter what the future holds, I've enjoyed these precious days.
Perhaps our love may never bloom, but I'll bet our friendship stays.

And now you know, sweet Angel, the way I really feel,
I can't turn off these emotions, they're too powerful and real.
I know that this is sudden, but I didn't plan one single thing,
My heart reaches out to tell you, that you make my spirit sing.

I feel your soft and dainty hands, I breathe your flowing hair,
But much more than this, you bring me bliss...

-It's No Wonder That I Care-

The Peaceful Place
By Bobby7

I sit here in this forest glade, in quiet solitude
These shadows all around me, reflect my somber mood
The brook that babbles on its way, a few paces down the path
Is singing me a sweet refrain. I feel it wash away my wrath.

I’ve brought my faithful friend along, She; of the silver strings
In her music, I can dream, and think of peaceful things
I think that I will sleep tonight, my world lit by yonder star
As I fall asleep, I hear a train; its whistle echoes from afar

I’ve a tiny fire going, for all day I gathered wood
Though I return tomorrow, I’d wish to stay here if I could
I awake just briefly, and put on a few small logs
And fall asleep accompanied by some softly croaking frogs.

I brought some poems with me, and I’ll read some when I wake
I wish I’d brought the poets, too, but they were all that I could take.
I miss the friends and all their works; I miss Lady, JD, too
I miss Om, and Drea, and Pickles, and all the poets, old and new

But I’ll share this spot with Lady, if you should ever feel the need
For this lovely, green and, vibrant place, has calmed my soul, indeed.
And, there were times, within your poems, where I sensed you were in
pain
The next time that I am hurting, I’ll be back here again


So here are the directions, and when memories start to stalk
You can’t get lost, not with this map;..If your heart needs the walk
You’ll find the place refreshing, even if just for a night
But hurry back tomorrow, and tell me if I’m right.

~ Bibby Bobby’s Poetry ~

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Bibby Bobby’s poetry
is written to bestow on thee
a happy heart and smiling face
rhapsody in all its grace

If he writes it they will cum
to erotically become undone
beguiled by lyrics from his mind
readers ease as they unwind

His loquacious fingers type the words
that soar through space like cyber birds
bringing thoughts to peering eyes
that spark emotions causing sighs

Bibby Bobby’s verses
will exorcise the curses
of the evil troll
that plagues your soul
and be sure that it disperses

His poetry will free you
from the drudgery of life
and also set you free
from unnecessary strife

Tis the reason why he writes it
to share the freedom of his soul
to convey the very thoughts
he hopes that you’ll extol

Thoughts of love or ecstasy
or of the beauty of a day
thoughts of birds or sunshine
or of emotions on display

Written words conveying thoughts
what a concept of the mind
we’re lucky we can do this
so our minds can be combined

Thank you Bibby Bobby
for sharing all your thoughts
with rhapsodic rhyming eloquence
and your clever witty plots

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(Abra 4/17/07)

Ahhh Yes! And then there was James..

Welcome to my thread, my friend, and thank you for the fine

write you left me..

I love reading your poetry, and a special thanks for

making it rhyme..

(signed) *Bibby..

I have found my way! and am still on page number one! I kept seeing this
one but I never realized that THIS was the ONE! lol

Thank you Bobby!

Thank you for the words Bibby,O, they are fine indeed.
I hope you enjoy when I post, its not near often enough yet until thing
settle at work this mind is engaged somewhere else.



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Well, whenever you can find the time, Gryphyn, please
drop one offin here..
I thoroughly enjoyed all of yours that I have read.

"I have found my way! and am still on page number one! I kept seeing
this
one but I never realized that THIS was the ONE! lol

Thank you Bobby!"
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It is good to see you back, Angel..And even better ti see you in my
poetry thread..

Play us a tune, love...