I Love Mountains And Forests Not Titled (as of yet) by: Rob Paquin Pine green all around Feet across the ground Silence has a sound that reverberates and rebounds Over rock and root I step contemplating old regrets Thinking thoughts I thought I'd left That have...See More »
I Want People to Share Their PoetryUntitled by: Rob Paquin Somewhere, sometime, There will come a rhyme One that's waited For a real long time With words, inside That flow and glide Within the stanza Where they reside A metrical composition Of words sent on a mission To explain...See More »
I've Seen the Darkness The Nugatory Forsaken by:Rob Paquin Inside all my darkness; Dwelling A battered soul Not worth selling Listless, lifeless, My common crisis Disheartened feelings There is no quelling There isn't any Coming dawn There's only I To carry on...See More »
I Like To Write Poetry Upon Waking by: Rob Paquin Early morning Before the dawn All the sky is gray Dreams unforming Memories gone Time to start the day The Night's in mourning For what's foregone And now the sun shall have it's say © ~The Snowdog
I Want to Wish Everyone a Merry ChristmasHere I sit, and here I am spreading cheer across the land smiling wide for all to see staring at my Christmas tree With a yule tide carol for those so dear my friends and family, both far and near My wish for you is that you might be lit up inside...See More »
I Miss My SonHis Name Was Joe Days go by Fading into the weeks Which turn themselves into months Occasions come and go Like total strangers Nothing pauses Only two things remain The memories and The regrets Blending together Creating a special kind of pain...See More »
I Like Words Libretto by: Rob Paquin Words like wishes, Yet sharper than knives. Making and breaking, All of our lives. Vociferous Whispers, Tossed along by the breeze. Spoken through fingertips, Twisted with ease. Composed and inscripted. Placed onto the...See More »
I Use Music As Therapy For the Soul Don't give until you feel better. Give until it hurts ! Be well Live happy Die trying, Rob
I Love Rhyming PoetrySour Grapes by: Rob Paquin Poisoned fruits From ill conceived labors Spoiling in bunches With a rattling of sabres To dine upon dishes Of unwanted savors With regards gone for all Save all the unsavory saviors With daunted wishes And...See More »
I Have My Own ViewsAnd when I say that, I am really talking about the views of my stories here.... Most of my stuff has between 2 & 30 views. Which is all fine well and good. But, a couple of things caught my attention when I was scrolling through my stuff. Chief...See More »
I Am a LiberalAllepo has fallen as Obama averted his gaze. There was a lot of sympathetic talk when all of this started. Talk that faded into the never-ending void of soundbytes gone bye. I always thought that history would judge Obama kindly in the long run....See More »
I Think Life Is WeirdToday has been an absolute whirlwind. Good times intermixed with bad moments. My senses are absolutely reeling, and my mind wanders all over the place. Thoughts being thunk! Life is weird sometimes.....
I Always Have Something to SayFor C.C. by: Rob Paquin Follow the road It leads somewhere. Follow your pathways Even when they're not clear Follow your heart And you'll always be near The things that are precious And that you hold dear So, follow that road Find out where it...See More »
I Am Simple Yet ComplicatedSimple Me by: Rob Paquin Simple best describes me, because simple is what I am. Not too hard to figure out. I don't make too many plans. I'm just about as simple, as any man can be. I live a simple life, without much mystery. I have a...See More »
I Touching Hearts Opening Minds Awakening by: Rob Paquin Broken is the glass, shattered upon the floor. Broken is the car, the sink, the door. Broken is the world in which we live. But never, is the heart broken if it has more to give. So Remember -- Lost is the...See More »
I Am A Dream Lover Sweetheart by: Rob Paquin The sweetest dreams I have of thee, Have you sitting close to me. Within my embrace of loving arms, I wish to keep you safe from harms. And in my love to kiss you sweet A sweeter heart I'll never meet. So dream...See More »
I Will Not Be A Victim The victim inside us all ceases when we stand up in opposition of that which oppresses or intimidates us. Something powerfully intrinsic happens when the courage to no longer be silent awakens within us and we are compelled to confront our problems...See More »
I Believe True Love Is Very RareNo Exception by: Rob Paquin All I ever wanted was that one special being The exception to the rules of love and all the gladness she could bring I searched my world both high and low but never was she found Slowly, but ever surely It...See More »
I Believe True Love Is Very RareI Was Always In Love by: Rob Paquin I was always in love with the love the love that you freely gave me making a smile out of my frown I was always in love with that promise the one that you made me A promise of the future I was always...See More »
I Am Really Trying to Stay PositiveHere I Am by: Rob Paquin My world; It spins My time; It flies We all live, and We'll all die ! But while I'm here I shall try To make a few people LAUGH & SMILE. My mind may reel Yet my eyes still see And ..., Where I go Is where I'll be...See More »
I Want to Wish Everyone a Happy New YearsWith the year coming to an end, I thought I would share a rhyme I wrote a couple of years ago. Hopefully it will leave you with a small smile, and maybe even a tiny chuckle. New Years Eve - 2014 I think I'll have a drink. A drink to help me think....See More »
I Love Rum That moment when you realize of all the friends you supposedly have, Rum is the only one who hasn't tried to take advantage of you.
I Write For MeTis naught demand, for thee to make. Tis naught but request I shan't forsake. Tis naught but beauty I heard thou spake. Tis naught but love left in thine wake. © The Snowdog~
I Am Glad You Cant Read My ThoughtsNope, It Doesn't - by: Rob Paquin If life's the pole I'll climb it I can always simply rhyme it Throw it in a blog, so my brain won't clog and never do I time it People searching for the reason Hidden meanings in my seasons They don't understand,...See More »
I Have A Christmas Present For YouWhere Did Christmas Come From? "Christmas" was celebrated by the heathens thousands of years before Jesus was even born! One of their customs was to decorate a tree with silver and gold ornaments, then fasten the tree so that it would not topple....See More »