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In my minds eye I see you everywhere Each waking moment steals my time In thoughts so different to what was there Now so natural now to think that I'm Thinking about someone for who I care Someone to me who's become sublime. Ryter Roethicle |
Sicilian Sestets
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Maryse AchongThe game of life is played out every day; Participants, we're members of a team, We have no choice we are on that grand stage; We can give it our best shot or just dream, Sit quietly or jump in, join the fray; Whichever way we're part of one great scheme. back to list |
Kathy AndersonI've seen a lot of places Been down a thousand roads black, Along the littered highways there abode Amongst the weeds wings slack, Were the butterflies wrapped in spaces Cocooned, awaiting freedoms they lack. I've been a lot of places to rue Got lost many a time to confusion Seen nightmare faces in grassy meadows Known darkness turned grey fusion In the lightest cathedral steeple view Evil eyes amongst the butterflies unison.  ----- Silent Rounds The silence of the rounds mesmerizes me As the weave I leave shows upon my sleeve In ever increasing and decreasing wefts It never barricades the yarns of hearts bereaved Where an ocean separates stitches of thee And we that can never be wove.  back to list |
Terry ClitheroeSouls are easy guided by their lover's eyes, Those windows betray what beats inside. For that flash, that sparkle, cannot disguise, An aftermath of love that cannot be denied. So for a while there are just temporary ties, And in that belief, other things are laid aside. I worship what can never be mine, Nor possibly ever pass for what is a dream, But I believe that love is a gift divine And not some silly little archers scheme. Thus we will wait and bide our time, Our love's real and all that it may seem. Love is a silly state, that makes a fool of us all, But fools are happiest in that state, Ever satisfied whilst they hear souls call And happier still when believed led by fate. Believing it was inevitable what will befall But in the end happiest with their mate.  ----- Breathe Not Breathe not so deep my love to sound like a sigh Rather each breath shall be a tribute to passion Realise that to lose thee, I would much rather die. I want thee complete not in ways that're of fashion Taking thee to heights above where angels fly Each kiss given in pleasure rather than ration. Touch not so wary my love, I am all thine Waiting and wanting that confluence be it of hand My only desire to make thee completely mine. My lips or more you have only to demand Your eyes conquered me wishing we combine I repeat now, "My Lady I'm yours to command". My heart responds in kind, likewise agreeing And pounds in tempo like a marching drum. Thy passionate lips are all that I am now seeing Calling me, come to me, come to me, come! You have won me, you control my whole being I am yours forever, or until Eternity is done.  ----- Clay of Life Both you and I, are made of clay Cast on the potters wheel of Fate. Our hands mould this clay each day Our deeds, good or bad are the weight. Only truth, and likewise deeds are the pay Politics and concession are illegal freight. Fire the kiln and the clay will dry. And look, what have you made, what use? Are the cups you made a worthy supply Or will they always leak and cause abuse? Are they fit to paint and pleasing to the eye I wonder, what will be your views.  ----- Dreams Give Wings Dreams give wings to my hidden hopes Causing all my fantasies to take flight. In my sleep I dare to dream not mope And bring my deepest desires to site. Life might be an ever upwards slope But carefully planned there.s always light. Yet swift as rain from thunderous skies Pours sorrow into my proffered heart. Seeing passion and wanting compromise Hopeful that something may finally start And in acceptance find a pleasant surprise My dreams finally rewarded with a new start. What causes a greater harm than fancies It lends power and strength to all feeling? My frail imagination reigns suddenly dances, My mind amazed and my senses reeling Your look's told me I've more than chances So I'll take my chances into your hearts stealing  ----- Escape at Last To learn to love, you must first learn to cry Our bodies and minds are conditioned by life. Offer your heart before love says goodbye Show your emotions don't be stoic in strife. Smile looking at her; let her see your eyes Realise now lies are deadlier than a knife. For too long now, my heart has been asleep Now there are tears as my heart opens again And slowly through joy, I'm learning to weep. Not tears or sobs of a heart wrenched in pain But that of a soul taking a great upwards leap Where having achieved love desires to remain. At last it has become the time for you to cry I have looked in your eyes and I see your tears As anger and frustration from inside you die. You have held it inside you for all these years Here beside you I wipe the tear from your eye I'll hold you and kiss you, removing your fears.  ----- Hands of Time Would you turn back the hands of time And live over again without mistakes, To show to age a face without life's grime Unscarred, living a life that's full of grace? In returning to when in your youthful prime Would you, most all your early events erase? The scars we bear are souvenirs of a past And the lessons learned, hopefully move on. Greater heights of wealth or fame surpassed Are they needed to help appreciate the dawn? Rather they are millstones that cannot last Then when faced with death, all is gone.  Sadness of Gaia - Josephine Wall ----- Just a Kiss at Midnight I kissed you first a few hours before midnight And as usual it all went on and on and on. I fell into a deep sleep round about midnight As all my senses were worn out or gone. I awoke many hours later, well past midnight You were making breakfast, woken by the sun. ----- Just Goodnight It is now that special time of night There is no time or need to think at all The mood is softened by wine and light I've seen the afternoon's colours fall Driving home against the sun so bright My muse has me now, taken o'er control. She reminds me of the past and loves lost And at last a love that makes me whole Knowing thus, gladly will I meet the cost One I know too well has touched my soul Looking out I see the moon smiling over all The aura round her means morning frost. The music is softer now, thinking of you Even more the wine has softened the mood My eyes are ready to close it's the end of day There is just one final act I have to do Enough of life today I have viewed My last thought "I love you" I have to say.  ----- Metastasis: The Spores of Hell Take good heed of the werewolf's bite Those hellish creatures solid form The Vampire and creatures of the night Upon which this evil feeds upon. There is one more that we need to fight Have need also to fear more this one. In Lucifer's pits there grows a spore Ne'r was a war with more victims slain Eating flesh, and needing nothing more Than blood or guts or the living brain The total in human life its score It's evil devised by Satan's insane. Tell me a loved one who has not lost. The hero's prepared, does not fear the bite; Painful wounds that aside he's tossed From arrows or creatures of the night He is prepared to pay what e'r the cost Yet against this foe even he takes flight. We watch as loved ones are eaten away We watch as father, mother, husband or wife Grow weaker, and more pained every day And friends we watch painfully lose their life Who were once strong in every way Fall victim needing at least the surgeons knife.  ----- Now at a Distance Too soon time flies, then lover's part And spend their time regretting waste As they separate along a global chart. Should wasted times together be replaced By ones not thought of at the start Should not those problems be erased? But think, what did you really miss, One extra coupling, one extra touch, More time snuggling in heavenly bliss? Were you not together very much, Or do you just long for one more kiss, Realising what is beyond your clutch Consider only that you were there Two lovers who for one short while Shared and laid their souls out bare. Where love and honesty the only style Lasting promises were made to care And although apart is still worthwhile.  ----- Out of a Void Out of a void my love has grown Not even a cosmic speck, a minute grain Existed before a seed was sown, Now it is an infinite mighty domain One in which you completely own Losing you now would cause only pain. Not of wood, nor steel, brick or stone No roof of tile to shelter from harm But a pulsing heart, inside flesh and bone Made of love, to protect and warm It's yours completely not on loan Won completely by your loving charm. From timeless space you've won my heart A celestial being that has won my soul That time or distance can never part Two separate beings who've made a whole My life and love I dedicate to thee Wishing to be with you for all eternity  ----- Perplexity When I talk to you the words come easy Yet inside the turmoil the excitement Each syllable comes slipping out so freely. Can my words cause you this torment? My mind willing to speak so lovingly Will you miss my love, my true intent? ----- Presence in my Mind You have become a presence in my mind. I do not like it, for no longer is it free My thoughts once controlled and simple kind Now wander off in space and back to thee And the way our souls around each other wind. Now thinking of things that could just be. In my minds eye I see you everywhere Each waking moment steals my time In thoughts so different to what was there Now so natural now to think that I'm Thinking about someone for who I care Someone to me who's become sublime.  ----- Soul Mates Loving, sleeping sharing life's rich plate You and I are together as we should be. Dream time together our senses sate In the halls of waiting you and me In spite of distance, you are my mate Spending forever together in eternity.  back to list |
Divena Collins"Oh where art thou my dearest lover I pray Dost thy not love me like I do thee now Am I to have lost my true honour this day When I shareth vanity alone without thou Why dost thy treat a poor maiden this way My forsaken chastity taketh a final bow Harken 'twas a broken twiglet I didst hear Hidden 'neath the olde sweeping willow tree My trembling body now shaketh with fear Mayhaps 'tis my lover most precious be he Was that thee my love oh my dearest dear With all of my person I trembleth for thee."  ----- Eternal Love When two hearts are so complete There shall be no distance apart For one day soon we shall meet Within infinity love shall restart Distance apart shall be obsolete For eternity lovers never depart.  ----- Fantasy Island Somewhere in time we have met before That forever remains deeply in our mind We stroll hand in hand like we did before So much closer together for love to bind Peaceful and tranquil on our islands shore Of eternal spirits that return to mankind. With special needs once more to explore Of lovers so affectionately entwined How shall these passions we both ignore When greatest needs shall be to unwind Somewhere in time we have met before That forever remains deeply in our mind.  ----- Flowers Amidst Stone How high the mountains that reach above A joy to behold that mother nature gives The prettiest flowers she sends with love Amidst hard stones of the mountain lives That shatters the scene of nature thereof Upon a barren scene this beauty survives. As waters flow down a riverlet stream Natures wonders work in magical ways Gurgling waters that flow within a dream Working their way through the final phase Down mountains tops with a high esteem From the alpine flowers glorious blaze. Flowers of beauty cannot be reached That are protected by the laws of nature A mother`s words cannot be breached Nor shall her wisdom harm earths stature To be harmful or so wrongly beseached Within floral stone or of living creature.  ----- Fly on the Ceiling A fly slept upside down upon a ceiling Where the ceiling joins the end of a wall Dazed on this wall he recalled with feeling The feeling that he got when he did fall Down he tumbled his head started reeling From poisonous fly spray fumes and all. The fly on the ceiling sees and hears all Stored in the depth of large black eyes His wings opened wide and ready to fall For he was caught unaware by surprise What a shock as he fell back down the wall Echo`s are forever heard from his cries. He learned a thing or two thus I know And had sworn to keep his secrets well He was not well aware that he had to go But few could he trust Oh how he did fail So if your like a fly keep wide awake do For he had never survived to tell his tale.  ----- Grandma's Attic Pictures placed up against the wall Covered over with an old bed sheet A gilt edged mirror six feet tall And an old oaken sea captains seat Dusty black telephone no more on call All forgotten in a darkened retreat. Little boxes made of tin from the past Leaded soldiers placed carefully within Wooden ship bearing one broken mast A long skipping rope wearing quite thin Old doll with no arms made of plaster cast Next to clown with a most impudent grin. Lost kaleidescope of diamonds and stars Of silver moons and crescents of blue A wonder of shapes my favourite by far The hours of pleasure I had from you Now I have found out just where you are I shall now relive my pleasures anew.  ----- Linguistic Words Linguistic words lie within a dream Where accent of phrases are spoken Reason of rhyme is what it may seem When their stanza`s remain unbroken Hail to the poet whose works redeem For the muse of a dreamers awoken. Plans of a scripture that dwells within Weaving of minds unto his final spell Within rhythmical strings of his violin Captures poetical movement so well Dreams within music shall then begin Linguistic words of dreams still dwell.  ----- Melting Moments Within sunlight upon a warm summer day As gentle breezes weave thro`the shade It shall be said seed pods come out to play Where scented lavender bathes the glade Beneath tree tops where leaves gently sway To rhyme and rhythm of natures charade. Gardens in summer connoisseurs delight Of picnic and barbeque foods for thought Time to abolish garden tools on this night As time is nigh where lovers are sought In an old garden shed hidden from sight Where wood panels shall speak of nought. Blessed the sun and the warmth it yields Inspirations desired to cherish forever Of natures values upon soft green fields Where promise of true love flow together As an evening shade the sun light shields Shall they feel a change in the weather?  ----- Oh Joyous Love I can see love deeply mirror'd in thine eyes I see it in the stars and know thou art mine My heart beats fast as I harken to thy sighs It is then that I feel your love shall be divine For within this depth of passion fantasy lies Towards loves pleasure's as limbs entwine. Precious the delights of a passionate touch That explores and caresses unto the night Soft sighs and tremors that speak of much Dreams and ecstasies of touch shall excite Encouraging passions of this love as such That promises forever shall soon reunite.  ----- Poetic Phantom He guide's my quill gently upon an empty page What words shalt escape deep within my mind Composed by telepathy from a bygone sage Of an olde English verse that he wrote in kind How canst this be his spirit hath chosen me For I am ne-er the most poetical one to find. I knoweth not what his composure shall be Or what muse hath scattered within my brain Yet within my heart I know he shall be free To release those poetical passions once again Frustrations of a master perished from age Who predicted his final works ever remain.  ----- Survival Where oh where will the polar bears go When the snow and ice caps melt one day Their habitat once a home they did know To be flooded and sources washed away Within deep waters of the oceans flow Where shall the polar bears live and play. Salt seas shall spread thoughout the land How then will the white bears stay alive Could we perhaps help them to understand And maybe to help them adapt to thrive Or shall they refuse a kind helping hand In the hope that winters snow shall arrive. Or move to the mountains withinTennessee Where the kingdom of brown bears belong To hunt in the Smokeys so wild and free With no knowledge they might get it wrong And fight to the end if they both disagree The survival of the fittest shall be life long. So what of the brown if the white takes over When they are used to the laws of their land Whoever`s left shall be four paws in clover For this land shall be harder to understand They shall face the dangers of a cattle drover Who withholds the power of a gun in his hand. So maybe its best they stay where they are To face challenges that may come or may not For they shall be so much better off by far And used to problems they have already got To leave the north now would be so bizzare Survival may not be as hard as they thought.  ----- Truth Amidst Fantasy She wept an ocean of salty tears From the depth of clouds above What was once dry land for years Parched the dessert unworthy of A land that suddenly disappears. Brought back to life through love Tears bore floods that hid the land So they named her tears an ocean And all that was left was one island That she nurtured within devotion Twas infringed with desert sand. That all came about with emotion. Time passed the island had grown Some which had parted the waves So many islands then were shown And had all seen the light of days Winds from the ocean had blown Seedlings upon islands of maize. Survival of beasts and humans too That nurture and cares for this land An ocean of fishes more than a few From mother of natures caring hand Her laws that follow for me and you Shall never be hard to understand. All that is taken must be returned For the land and ocean to flourish No acts of greed shall be spurned Let everything survive and nourish All within life shall be transformed To end mother of natures anquish.  ----- World Of Silence A world without sound of a birds song Or the gentle music of rustling leaves Raindrops dance from clouds belong Within a cloud bursts summer breeze A vision without sound a lifetime long Inflicted on the deaf is not a disease. The sound of music they cannot enjoy Nor the sweetness of a mothers voice Sign language only they shall employ For speach there is no varied choice But still have feelings sadness or joy Tears of sorrow and laughter rejoice. For theirs is a world made of silence With a gift of companionship known Strength of will with a built in defence With a love and affection not unknown Never had any need for false pretence For love within their hearts are shown.  back to list |
Jem FarmerThis writing needs the will of self-control, Against the call of doing other things, Ignoring pokes and strange Facebook polls, The fun and games must wait while poet sings The lines of pain that love in rhyme consoles Until a thought breaks as the phone now rings. Rekindled pen begins to ebb and flow, A gentle touch of grammar held in verse, And inky words trail where they want to go Compelling thoughts to bribe and then coerce The random lines into the form they know, Ah! Is poetry fun or cunning curse?  ----- Understanding Time Often we dish the blame with ruffled brow And lashings of guilt as a soul’s torture Yet if we look within we can see how The things that hurt are of our own nurture Events of yesterday reflect the now And what we do today is our future.  Salvador Dali - Clock ----- Who Else Is There Don't ask me why I give the time to care, When only love can tell the reason why. I am the one, who stays when no-one's there, And hides the tears a daughter has to cry, Her loving heart must have the strength to dare, When all the rest have said a fond good-bye.  back to list |
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