2013 Poetry Form Challenge

#16 English Sonnet (Shakesperian)



Gradually the Italian sonnet pattern was changed and since Shakespeare attained fame for the greatest poems of this modified type his name has often been given to the English form.
Instead of an octave and a sestet, a Shakespearian sonnet has three quatrains:
a. b. a. b... c. d. c. d... e. f. e. f... and a rhymed couplet. g. g.


Sonnet LXV

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
But sad mortality o'er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
how shall summer's honey breath hold out,
Against the wreckful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! Where alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Times chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.

William Shakespeare
To read more of his sonnets click here)

NOTE: a sonnet is a 14 line poem and should be presented as such. Unless used as training material, it is not acceptable to be presented in any other way.


English Sonnet Challenge Replies

Maryse Achong

Dream Team
Hello Hello
Island Breezes
Memories
OUCH!
Star Quality
This Time For Africa
Thoughts on a Fathers Day

Kathy Anderson

Geology of Sorrow
Inner Landscape
Love's Relic
Memory Play
No Good Night
Spirits Walk

Terry Clitheroe

Addiction
Awake at Last
Chase non Questo
Ecologies Bootprint
El Mar y El Sol
Emperor of Sook
Fiamme di Amore
Fruitless
Goodnight
I am September
I look at Thee
Judgement
Just Wait
Kinesthesia
Language of the Soul
Mandolin
Mists of Time
Nature
New Rivers
Out of a Void
Piper at the Gates
Presence in my Mind
Quieter Period
Rainy Nights
Repetition of Lives
Roman Way
Sonnet for Sasha
Spiegal im Spiegal
Twilight
Wagon Trains
Water Over Pebbles
Why Did You
Xanadu
Yearn No More
Yes, I know

Divena Collins

As You Like It
An Autumn Parody
A Bond Within
Embracing Love
Fantasies Of Love
Highwaman
Devout Within Prayer
Eternal Flame
Humid Night Dreams
In Praise of Shakespeare
Last Fish
Little Song
Natural Instincts
North Wynds Daughter
Perfumed Gardens
Phantom Horseman
Shadows
Spirit of Love
Spirit of Nature
Spirit of the Sea
Sweet Memories
Tales of Love
Time Shall Tell
Unfinished Symphony
Vigil
When Silence Shouts
Writ of Love
You Take My Breath Away

Maggie Cusick

Lost Love

Jem Farmer

Conceit of Wanting
Cotton Sheets
Dare to Dream
Dusty Labels
Feel my Love
Mardi Gras
Old Time Spanish Guitars
Silence Before

Ivor Hogg

What might have been



Maryse Achong

Dream Team

Some times we have to shut our eyes to see,
To still our minds so we can understand,
To close our ears to life's cacophony,
So that our heart and soul go hand in hand.
If we could glimpse a part of life's great plan
And know how insignificant we are,
If we could hear the words of God not man
Then we would have indeed come very far.
We may believe we're masters of our fate,
Convince ourselves we play a major role,
But He who fills our cup and clears our plate
Is the One who is really in control.
’ There is is one Godhead, One Being Supreme,
And we're part of His all inclusive team.

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Hello Hello

Like some sublime signal out of nowhere,
A mem'ry comes to mind, I know not why,
At times it is a distinct sound I hear,
Or a familiar fragrance that wafts by.
Can these be messages from people I
Have known and loved but who are far away,
Who for some reason I have bid "goodbye,"
But cherish the hope that perhaps one day
We'll meet, no matter how long the delay?
Even when we're apart physically,
And there's no phone, fax or email to say
"I miss you," spirits reach out easily.
Perhaps the little bird on your window,
Has come to tell you someone says "hello."

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Island Breezes

Island breezes rush by me bringing news
I hear them whisper in the mango tree
As softly as the gentle lover woos,
And mesmerized I listen carefully;
But before I catch what they are saying
In the blink of an eye they're off again
Rustling leaves and branches, almost playing,
And ere long followed by a cooling rain.
I like to think that messages are borne
Upon winds as they blow from place to place,
That leave folks joyous or at times forlorn
One never knows which one will be the case.
Island breezes what tidings do you bring
Come tell me everything that's happening.

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Memories

I shed no more tears love, that time has passed,
Though there are days when I am sorely pressed
By memories that recall both the best
And worst times of my life, a huge contrast…
For a while on cloud nine, and then aghast.
Together life was a near perfect dream,
And we knew happiness in the extreme,
But little did we know the die was cast
And you'd be gone in the blink of an eye,
And I'd be left appalled, adrift, alone,
Too shocked for a long time to even cry,
It seemed as if my heart had turned to stone.
Tears and time heal but deep wounds leave a scar,
And cherished thoughts of you are never far.

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OUCH!

I am in pain my knee's under attack,
It seems a beastie is lurking inside
With hammer and sharp knife to pound and hack,
Determined this is where it will reside
Rent free. If I get hold of it I'd whack
It right into next year; I'd kick its hide
And wipe the smirk from its face with a smack
I wouldn't stop until the critter cried
"Enough, I'm gone, I swear I won’t be back!"
'Til then I'm popping pills and must decide
Whether to use heating pad or ice pack,
And then console myself with a nice snack.

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Star Quality

A female Prime Minster for our isles,
Hers was an undisputed victory,
There were many congratulat'ry smiles,
And she has earned her place in history.
They hail her as the long awaited wind
Of change which they believe is blowing now;
They've welcomed her with open arms and pinned
Their hopes on her; yet still I'm not sure how
She plans to keep the promises she made:
But she deserves a chance to prove to all
That she is capable, will make the grade,
And will emerge at the end standing tall.
I watch with bated breath as things unfold,
And pray that all that glitters is true gold.

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This Time for Africa

As shouts of "Waka waka" fill the air
And football madness is spread far and wide
I'm afraid I must shamefully declare
That I have no preference for any side.
I don't even know which teams are playing,
But that song moves something inside of me
I ignore what everyone is saying,
And I hum "Waka Waka" constantly.
I need no banner, whistle, waving flag,
Will not watch every game with pounding heart
And my spirits will neither soar nor sag
Nor will I record results on a chart.
Everywhere people sing "Waka waka",
The song proclaims "This time for Africa".

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Thoughts on a Father's Day

Another Father's Day has come around,
Another day of wishing you were here,
And although many years have flown I've found
I miss you just as much, year after year.
Another day of wishing you were here,
Although I know you'd run your earthly race,
I miss you just as much, year after year,
I would give anything to see you face.
Although I know you'd run your earthly race
That you were weary then, ready to go,
I would give anything to see your face
But you are happy where you are I know.
So Dad if you're around you'll hear me say
"I love and miss you, Happy Father's Day."

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Kathy Anderson
Geology of Sorrow

You've become the scoria of my life
Layered in the past by frequent hot blasts
That have insculpted many a sharp knife
Now in my tortured beaten down mast
I can sail, no more, the seas of loves eyes
That can only now lament the days lost,
Vigorous youth spent in wastelands of lies
And hardened secrets kept as a way to last.
Our storms must here decant how we must go
To another path lacking lachrymose
Nights that shape sorrows into a blood show
And bed-mates into monstrous beasts that blow.
Melancholy heartaches erupt anew,
Each dawning sun the next blues review.



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Inner Landscape

Strawberry memories cause me to pause
At the foggy windows of nostalgia,
At once the morning breath mists cause
An inner landscape filling with algia.
Yes, the rain may wash the pliant casing
Of a life full of illusories in mind,
Though which ones make storms seem like quiet wings
Mysterious blacktop appertaining.
The silence of dreams, the crawling of ants,
Those things worlds apart and harbors beyond ports,
Ephemeral beings alike, that haunts
Prolific patterns down the glass of courts.
Holding sumptuous feasts for the romance
Of lacey shadows yielding lovers dance.

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Loves Relic

Rain is the tapestry I wear today
On shoulders heavy from the fall out blues
Where sun puts on his cloudy cloak of gray,
For there's no way to stop sable tears muse.
The thorns in their rose beds bleed my skin
But are washed away in spite of pain,
Though no amount of effulgence takes sin
Out of past lusts, nor lifts the sullen rain.
Rain is the art of morning strung on webs
Emerging from the piceous black night.
Arabesque tunes playing heart songs in red,
Relit as the sun lifts from lost sight.
Rain evaporates only when morn's flown
On relic wings to where forgiveness is grown.



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Memory Play

In moments of inertia there is some place
To wander again along a known course
Whose nebulose memories feel like lace
Tracing lifetime actions by its perforce.
Bales of time have strewn remnants of recall
Across the spaces in between lines of trees
Growing new memories that then enthrall
Like horses racing from willow to lea.
The deciduous thoughts carry me along
A forested path of umbra and light
To where they dissipate in black song
Only the raven shares with long dark night.
To be free is also to be caught in thought
Remembering how to think as I ought.



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No Good Night

It is now the dread hour of composing
There's always a monster here in the dark
His rules about love ever imposing
A ruthless mood predators have marked.
The way of the brutish mind opposing
Every word a means to draw blood red sparks
Not the sweet of wine and romance dancing
But eyes for impaling the heart and darts
Carried on the hip just for the throwing
At the board behind my head, for the lark
Of the game for devouring, and my wings
Despoiling, the art of love in the park.
Once there was a time that I could dream things
Like how to say "I Love you" every spring.



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Spirits Walk

In this woebegone life they fell
Through an incantation or hex
Spun the wheel and lost to hell
Where souls succumb like candle wax,
Melted down as a subject of
The reticent spirits below,
For angels fear the soulless loves
Described wandering in ode
And ballads of phantoms free roams,
Drawn asunder from haunted roots
Doomed to walk above deeper loam,
Beings whose hearts beat the hoots
Of owls calling mates from the trees
Wailing for the ones they can't see.



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Terry Clitheroe

Addiction of a Stupid Soul

It begins as a foolish soul staged in blackness
And wild crashing, like wilder, relentless waves
Smashing onto the shore, lingering in emptiness,
Finally caressing its own hard won silent grave.
It has a soul so blinded as to forever see him
Through eyes so clouded with it’s restless rage
And with a mad desire to feel him whispering
The soft sounds that seal him in a crystal cage
There is still a slipping, crumbling wish to live
As freely as cold stone without a shield to own
How can he escape the teasing, tempting wind
That clutches him and yet still remains all alone.
But oh, the temptation to see newborn stars
Created by needles and filthy substances in jars.

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Awake at Last

Wouldst take thee in my arms for a while
Eternity would be much to short a time
Thou know'st my heart thou hast easily beguiled
To leave too soon would be a grievous crime.
I feel one kiss is not enough for thee
Rather a thousand I would plant each day
And my reward simply would be to see
Thy smile lighting up heavens given way.
Someday soon I hope, at least not too long
I'll see thy arms held out to welcome me
Then as we kiss we will hear the Angels song
As fears and phobias from us will finally flee.
This is my wish that is felt within my soul
To hear thee agree to this would make me whole.



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Chase non Questo

Chase not this sleep away, close not this dream
Somehow finding your way lovingly within me
In a long white dress I see you stood by a stream
You seem to be waiting as the wind blows gently.
I am only dreaming, but are you dreaming also
It is day here with you yet I only sleep at night.
Now I look forwards to the day and the suns glow
I am ready to wake now knowing that all is right.
We were strangers, walking along the same path
Now we walk that path together hand in hand
And naught shall part us or cause us any wrath
To sleep and dream together will be so grand.
Say not my dreams of dreams should never be
For I have made plans that include eternity.


El arte de Kagaya

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Ecologies Bootprint

Once again we must weep for the Earth
Weep for the trees that no longer exist
Few really appreciate what they are worth
Too late will man realise what he has missed.
And no way restricting humanities birth.
Greedily thinking of the wealth of his fist
Not considering that he’s creating a dearth
And despite strong objections still persists
Removing homes and food for those unlike he:
And whilst the Earth rebels in her way
In his ignorance he still fails to see
That sometime there will come a day
When the Earth will remove the debris
Then man will not be welcome to stay.


Abandoned Dwellings - Vladimir Kush
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El Mar y El Sol

I know I stared at the sea too long today,
I saw the sun consumed by a gentle wave.
Leaving patterns in the swells as if to say
It's not creating the misery of watery grave.
The sun stood still awhile and even went back
Finally committing itself to its nightly fate.
And suddenly everything around went black
The night had begun and for a while we wait.
The sea's disappeared from the picture frame
And she too slumbers in the cooler salty air
So begins another night of this endless game
Of the sea and suns clandestine affair.
The climax is o'er and again he must resume.
First task to kiss the sea, and remove the gloom.



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Emperor of Sook

Do you dare challenge me saying that you are better?
Thou doest seek to speak of love and take my crown
Usurper, using the very form with which is my familiar
Having stolen it would claim this crown as thine own.
Shakespeare set this form and having set it as his best
Said Iambic Pentameter shall be the way it is written
To copy it shall be thus and will be the least of the test
Then look at love and see what you have undertaken.
Is it me you ask to stay and desire to walk with?
How do I know what to say, and what should I do
Is this challenge, a jest, or do I simply see a myth?
In ignoring all you say, will I lose reality of you?
You cannot have my heart for is not my own
It has been claimed and in another's garden sown.



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Fiamme di Amore

When the fire of love is lit the first time
It consumes the mind and body, but not the soul,
And when fed correctly see it reach a prime
Then like all fires, settles under control.
Know it's the heat at the heart that makes it whole
There is no need for flames once heat is there
And it's well known what love needs for its coal
Trust, compassion, and much tender loving care.
Be open and loving, and every day declare
Your love, by word and deed, and plant the seed
By which your love can grow beyond compare
And by these simple rules, you will succeed.
Take your lover's hand and press it to your heart
Speak about your love, and say you’ll never part.

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Fruitless

'Tis strange, winter is already here and trees are red
Yet only now are we seeing the leaves start to fall
Else where months ago we'd have seen their dead
But somehow here season's effects seem to crawl.
This morning's frost seems to have left its mark
And gradually they fall as if admitting it’s time,
As one by one they add to piles on street and park.
But those once gorgeous trees need not feel chagrin
For in their day they have pleased enough and mine
Has pleased all who passed and sampled her fruit
And created more than often a feeling sublime,
So that oftimes they choose this pleasant tasty route.
But now its winter and we all must wait a while
'Til once more those cherry plums make us smile.



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Good Night

It is now that special time of night
There is no time or need to think at all
The muse has me and taken o'er control.
The mood is softened by wine and light
She reminds me of the past and loves lost
And at last a love that makes me whole
One I know too well has touched my soul
Knowing thus, gladly will I meet the cost.
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

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I am September

The mood is mellow and I am September
So little time and still so many things to do
I cannot regret one thing I have ever done
For it has made me what I am, content for now.
There are things I would change but cannot
Not as yet, and I will make my move in time
But I am September and there is little time left.
Winter will come soon enough and I will sleep.
I do not fear sleep, for I shall wake in spring
But will that spring find me alone once again
Where I will wander down roads seeking you
In finding you, share our seasons once again?
The mood is mellow and I am September
So little time to share so many things with you.

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I Look At Thee

Do you dare challenge me saying that you are better?
Thou doest seek to speak of love and take my crown
Usurper, using the very form with which is my familiar
Having stolen it would claim this crown as thine own.
Shakespeare set this form and having set it as his best
Said Iambic Pentameter shall be the way it is written
To copy it shall be thus and will be the least of the test
Then look at love and see what you have undertaken.
Is it me you ask to stay and desire to walk with?
How do I know what to say, and what should I do
Is this challenge, a jest, or do I simply see a myth?
In ignoring all you say, will I lose reality of you?
You cannot have my heart for is not my own
It has been claimed and in another's garden sown.



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Illusions

I stare deep into the pools of your eyes.
Needing compassion I try to clutch your soul.
The reflection I found hidden was not mine,
Instead it was a lost love from your past.
Jealousy tugs heavily at my lonely heart,
And makes me realize our paths aren't the same
Holding on to you is like owning a rainbow.
It is only an illusion that can never be mine.
I have seen the light illuminate your face,
When the thought of him crossed your mind.
I can only wish that you felt the same for me.
I know that I'm only playing make-believe.
The sun shines bright yet I sit alone in darkness
And muffled screams echo through my heart.

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Judgements

Make not your judgements shades of black and white
Remember white is not the colour of day
And black is the preferred texture of the night,
Causing relationships a speedy decay.
Guided by the past, let other souls within
Who knows what may transpire, give love a chance.
Surprise yourself and find that love will begin
Give your life a chance to find that one romance.
When you find it, never judge by the past
Remember, you are both new so must be the rules.
Forget this and not even the best can last
And instead of lovers there are just two fools.
Take heed of what I say, I seek only
To help and prevent you from being lonely.


Final Judgement - Rubens

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Just Wait

But what of hidden places that are dim and dark
Only occasionally will they see the light of day?
Are they any less of Nature than a wildlife park?
Have they a lesser right to have their say?
Man in his arrogance moves the beasts of fear
They always come back when he turns away
They are persistent and return year by year
In spite of mans work Nature has her say.
What of the creatures that thrive in this domain
Creepy crawlies that feed on mans refuse
The little beasts that are part of the chain
Even for them Nature has an important use.
Soon there will be a time when Nature wins
See the humble spider and the web she spins.



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Kinaesthesia

See how rivers dance as starlight twinkles
And clouds like dreams fly across the sky
Eve's wind gently waves the ranunculuses
Almost as if wishing the dying day goodbye.
Birds go silent and then finally fall asleep
Nights creatures emerge smiling at the night
The bat and rat rampage whilst others creep
And mother moon arises and spreads her light.
Then is the time when creatures stop and stare
Seeing the moon and stars for what they do.
They rule the heavens for all those who care.
Where lovers gaze and wish as one, not two
Their two souls unite, but mortal still a pair
Must part and with each meet that love repair.



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Language of the Soul

I love to speak the language of your soul,
It's not written in words but looks and deeds.
Those looks and acts fulfil all our earthly needs
And doing so each look and deed makes us whole.
To be in love you do not need to hear
Love's a language that's based on how you feel.
Word's defy the truth and can deny what is real,
Yet words are needed to remove all that you fear.
The language of the soul exists around the world
It knows not race or creed or what you are
And knows each pair that loves attains a star
That watches caring as their lives become unfurled.
At time's end two sharing souls call their star down
And thankfully, fix it carefully to their gown.



Kisses - Josephine Wall
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Mandolin

It was late last summer the mandolin played
One movie that mean to both of us so much
Holding hands in darkness you cried and smiled
Listening now reminds me of one single touch.
Your look at me as you wiped away your tears
Now I listen all alone as the music plays
Saying, "I've been without you all these years"
Who could help but remember those happier days.
But now another musician starts to play
This time there are tears and once again you cry
A different mood, we are together on another day
And you realise no matter what, love cannot die
Soft sounds of the mandolin permeate the room
Though the lights are dim, there is no gloom.



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The Mists of Time

Somewhere in the mists of time I met you
We shared wine and bread together you and I
And the songs sang will echo through eternity
And now each life I wait until our rendezvous.
Each blessed meeting this life the days are few
Sharing wine and bread and song, being happy
Confident of a love that is more than certainty
But planned by fate, getting stronger as it grew
Once again somewhere in time we shall meet
We will break bread, and from the wineglass sup
And sing our songs and speak our love in rhyme.
We will move in time and feet will tap the beat
And life's wine shared, more tasty with each cup
Knowing we will meet again somewhere in time.



Moonwatch - Vladimir Kush

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Nature

Given any chance at all new life begins
Creatures know their place and seek a mate
See the humble spider and the web she spins
All beasts live in harmony within their state.
Every plant that pushes forth new leaves
Knows it will have its time here then it goes
That natures balance must be achieved
Begins to procreate and so life grows.
All this was given to man and his conceit
And with time forgot this is not his plan.
He is truly believing in his minds deceit
Stating all this has been given to man
Ignoring that everyday a species dies
And all we hear are corporate lies.



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New Rivers

I was looking at my faded dreams from yesterday
Brushing through my mind, they had painted my sky
Like a full flowing river that flooded my way.
A flow so strong, I couldn't hold them flowing by
They keep rolling by along this river of thought.
In mirrors of water I saw myself crying,
Frustrated by dreams, and loves, all come to nought
Some dreams still fresh but still lying, dying.
Better it were rivers of tears, caused by failure
Than floods of apathy, or droughts by lack of interest.
There is no excuse, like the need for a breather
Most minds work best especially when stressed.
Those dreams and ideas will still flow past each day,
Grab one, or better two, without delay.



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Out of the Void

Out of the void my love has grown
A cosmic speck, the minutest grain
And out of nothing a seed was sown
Finitely creating this heavenly domain.
Not of wood, nor steel, nor brick or stone
No roof of tile that will shelter from harm
But a pulsing heart, inside flesh and bone
Made of love, that will protect and warm.
A celestial being that has won my soul
From timeless space you stole my heart
Two separate beings that have made a whole
That time or distance could never part.
My love, my life I dedicate to thee
Wishing to be with you all eternity



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Piper at the Gates of Dawn

I saw the piper play once at the break of day
His body framed against the rising morn he stood
Nature stood still, no wind dare blow whist he play
Evil banished for the spell hears only good
The piper played his melody playing just for us
No matter what our race or what our creed
At the break of day he plays and always thus
For the piper is there to pipe in our time of need
And birds and beasts were stood together in a clearing
All creatures silent for that short, sweet part of time
Where Angels shared with the mortals listening
To pipes that had played before heavens climb.
At the break of day he plays and always thus
From the dawn of time he has played for us.



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Presence in my mind (Presenza nella mia mente)

You have become a presence in my mind.
I do not like it, for no longer is my mind free
Instead, my waking time is taken up with thee
My thoughts once controlled and simple kind
Now wander off in space, to leave me blind
And think of things that I would like to be
Of the future, of love and of you and me
And the way our souls around each other wind.
In my minds eye I can see you everywhere
Each waking moment you steal my time
In thoughts so different to what was there
Now it is so natural to think that I’m
Thinking about someone for who I care
Someone to me who’s made my life sublime.

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Quieter Period

It is not the end, just because we have to part
Rather it is the intermission, merely a pause.
And like everything that concerns the heart
Parting is seen to be the close.
I pose the question, "What of the seasons?"
And I say that love is not dead nor can it be
Suddenly winter has struck that is the reason
Again it would appear bleak for us to see.
But we know what we have sown will grow
Just as it has, in other times now past.
There is no doubt now as we both know
We have the proof that what we have will last.
Unlike you I know that I will hide my tears
But like you I know there are no fears.



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Rainy Nights

It is the night, and once again all is black.
The rain of the day no longer polishes the scene
Most life's asleep waiting for the day to come back
The rain of yesterday has now left all things clean.
There is a scent that is particular to rainy nights
Yet how can rain smell this way, so it can claim
A scent that like the best, all senses it excites
And in doing so, so easily win world wide acclaim.
The sound of rain takes on a different quality
Making sleep and dreams a blessing to us all.
If only rain could somehow help create unity
We could then count our blessings with each fall.
In itself the night is a blessing from the day.
With rain we can only wish them together stay.



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Repetition of Lives

Somewhere in the mists of time we danced
As a piper played, we held each other tight
And moved and danced then we romanced
Searching each others eyes, far into the night.
Music does not linger, it changes with the mood
Happy sounds of lovers meeting for the first time
Their dance of love a sign of all that's good
And matures as time creates a love sublime.
There is no music that surpasses that of amore
Nor any dance where two hearts beat as one
Meeting together all that fate has in store
Living and loving until this life on Earth is done
The music plays on as I hold you close to me
And the songs sang will echo through eternity.



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Roman Way - (Reversed Shakespeare)

In much older times what men took from Earth
Was replaced in kind with some other gift
Always it was considered to be of equal worth
Sometimes slaves killed at the end of shift
Man was considerate and simple in his ways
Knowing that nothing is free the user pays.
Now he just rips it of the earth with no thought
Coal, diamonds or gold taking out great wealth
The clean skinned owners think of their own self.
Ignoring it’s from Nature that they have bought.
There is no gift left to the Gods thanking them
Brehon ways have been cast out by man
Religion steals and thankfulness they condemn
Who with time forgot this is not the plan.



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Sonnet For Sasha

Although you're small and almost newly born,
I can see the magic beginning in your eyes
Too quickly we will see how you have grown
And hear hearts breaking and admirer's sighs.
We''re here to help start your journey in life
And have but a short time to spend with you
During that time we'll protect you from strife
And try to make sure your path of life is true.
We must remember you're a gift on loan to us
A short time with us, then follow your dreams
Too soon we'll realise how you have grown
And wishing to plan and follow your schemes.
We do realize one day from the nest you’ll fly
But know this Sasha, we'll always be nearby.

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Spiegal im Spiegal

What greater pleasure in life can there be
Than just sitting watching the setting sun.
The mirror of the birth we saw earlier
When hours before we watched the day begin.
It is not birth, or death, or what, just life.
A cycle of life, in which we became a part
When we watched him appear again today
And stopped for a while and welcomed him.
Perhaps we slept whilst he had gone elsewhere
There is no doubt, and yet how things have changed.
When we first met, we waited for the moon,
And whiled away our days waiting the night,
And in her light we made our vows and more,
And now we sleep content awaiting the sun?

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Twilight

Twilight glimmers with unclaimed hopes and dreams
It is the dawn of night promising things to come
What love of day is not bettered by the moons beams
And reluctant newfound love promises to be won?
Often loves words are smothered by the light and sun
Yet freely given and warmly received at night.
Shyness is a curse, and words at night are easier done
So speak, your heart will guide your tongue what's right.
There you'll find your words will with love ignite
And come the dawn side by side you will lay
Your words of love no longer fearful of the light
And smile together still as united you greet the day.
Welcome the Sun, and be not afraid to watch it go
Be thankful knowing somewhere a love will grow.


Soul Plexus - Vladimir Kush

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Wagon Trains

We all travel through life like wagon trains
Leaving our tracks where we go on the grass
Like wagon wheels on fresh virgin plains
Making our presence in life felt as we pass
Or perhaps footprints in the fresh beach sand
Where in time the tide will wash away our trail.
We sow our seed and they grow as planned
But beating nature by growing on a larger scale
The once lush fields once again become dirt.
And so, the seasons come and go, as do we
In the depth of winter there is another desert
Nature has decreed it so and we must agree
So from her for a while man has just thieved
Forgetting Natures balance must be achieved.



Water Over Pebbles

Our love is easy like water over pebbles
The sound of love is like music to my ears
One word of love from you removes my cares
And yet your touch, so easy causes trembles.
That feeling does not cause anything that rebels,
Rather builds warm glowing feelings that years
Expand and store and much later happy tears
Result from remembering what each story tells.
The water flows over the pebbles slower now,
But still it flows and my feelings are no less
The music, "adagio moderato" not "presto allegro"
But nonetheless be assured my love still flows
And that in spite of time it is no less
Indeed with each passing day you can see it grow.


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Why did you

Why did you pick this time and place
Where did we meet so many lives ago.
In this time we live so many miles apart
And yet in many ways we are so close
So many times past, I have kissed your face
But yet each time I have to let you go.
It was not my wish, it was not my deed.
That life should treat us in this way
It was simply time, it was natures need
That leaves us in pain and in dismay.
Each time we live our love we feed
Cognisant that together we cannot stay
Yet I know each life our love's sublime
And know that soul mates must conquer time


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Xanadu

How can love be too much, when ‘tis complete?
How can being complete ever be too much?
A jigsaw has its shaped pieces, thou cannot cheat
Each one in its allotted space, just like such.
Would that I were perfect but in my conceit
I lose that essential piece, making me a mortal.
I wouldst try and love more, I will not be beat
And in winning thee, will attain heavens portal.
This is not conceit trying to win thy affection
If so Nirvana would ever be out of bounds.
I say winning thy love would be perfection
And far much more heavenly than it sounds.
I will take thee to a place oft known as Xanadu
And there will abide when life on Earth is through.

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Yearn No More

Should that I be thy beacon in the night
Wouldst thou come to me and nestle by my fire.
Wouldst that thee follow my shining light
In doing so make the flames of love grow higher.
Help me shake away the harsh coldness of now
We will then ignore the chill and falling leaves
As in our hearts we watch eternal summer grow
And gain the blessings that soul love receives.
I'll gently cradle thee from thy world's chill wind
And promise thy soul no life evermore alone
With warmth of which our souls evermore shined
Fate may take its turn; we need not fear the unknown.
Come my love let me be thy beacon in the night
Yearn no more my love walk towards the light.


Amor de Marinero - Vladimir Kush

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Yes I know

Art thou the rigour that doth affect my heart?
If so there is no cure and no pill can ease
There is no form of treatment that I may start
Penicillin and its like cannot bring me peace.
My heart hears thee and gives an extra squeeze
And then a pause could it be a missing beat?
Yet I know nothing that is not meant to please
Whatever, I know thou menst nothing but a treat.
Looking at thee this way makes life complete
Yet strange, I prefer thee in a less bright light.
That light at dusk or dawn can ne'r be beat
For at that time love needs nought that's bright
Bring on the dusk, or later bring on the dawn
Bring on as you may my love is not withdrawn

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Divena Collins

An Autumn Parody

Whence fine Autumn days shalt become graced
Of varied shades of leaves upon sleepy boughs
Within summer days of shade that interlaced
Upon the open glade an autumn wind ploughs .
Casting aside natures carpet of Autumn leaves
Darkened clouds that gather across the sky
Spake of thundrous nights as summer grieves
And the emigrating birds shalt leave us nigh
Before our winter times frost hail and snow
Except for our faithful little robin red breast
Such a blessing to humanity shall ever show
For this little bird is the one who knows best
Thou shalt never under estimate natures songs
For this little bird he knows where he belongs.



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As You Like It

Old Titanic warrior of a Russian nation
A giant amidst the vast holy mountains
Who rode his steed with no hesitation
O'er snow peaked tips and cosmic rains
Within his prime he was a leader of war
A legend within giants like never before
Akin to the mythical thunder God Thor
Who was once a legend from another shore
What about Englands legend of Saint George
How brave was he to face the fierce dragons
With only a breast plate fresh from the forge
And strength of will from one or two flagons
Shall we be the myths and legends of past
For throughout the past the future is cast.



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A Bond Within

How deep this bond of love we hath shared,
For passions lay deep within a lovers hold
Loving hearts shalt not e`er be compared,
How they once were in past spirits of olde
To find perfect harmony and peace within
Together both forever as time stands still
How canst these feelings be cast as a sin
When this loves so true it shalt bear no ill;
Time passes by this love groweth stronger
Each blessed day much more than before
For this is a love that shalt last much longer
A bonding to be cherished for ever more
How precious is this love of heavenly bliss
And sweeter the dew of thy morning kiss.



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Devout Within Prayer

I who hath denied the pleasures of love
And hath entered within a holy convent
I hath sang of praises to my lord above
Knelt within prayer of dedication meant
I hath broken bread and drinketh of wine
Beheld of thy kingdom within thy power
For thou art forever my saviour divine
That ringeth of bells within thee tower
I hath ne-er forsook of holy matrimony
Within constant prayers none confessed
To abide, worship of love within harmony
It is then Oh Lord love hath been blessed.
Casting aside of evil demonic obtrusions
Within prayer shalt be non such illusions.



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Eternal Flame

Flames of passion doth set the heart on fire
That shall glow within an everlasting flame
Emotions within the yearning of desire
That shall be nigh most impossible to tame
For flames that flicker and dance may tease
With the prospect of much more attention
When the flames of love are only to please
They shalt never be a part of prevention
For the warmth of passion shall always glow
An eternity of love shalt leave them never
And these feelings within shall always show
When an everlasting love is meant forever
Together they find what dreams are about
For the tenderness of love remains devout.



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Embracing Love

A love that is true doth have no reason
Of why in their hearts they feel this way
When love doth embrace a summer season
How brightly the sun enhances this day;
And the warmth they shall both feel inside
As they hazily dream through misty eyes,
In depths therein where true love resides
That shalt e`er portray thy heavenly sighs;
There is no substitute it hath not a place
For the chosen one, is the utmost choice
And eternal love shalt for ever embrace
Pleasures of a lovers endearing voice;
Thus now and forever thy spiritual guide
Shalt not in this passion e`er be denied.



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Fantasies Of Love

Oh ye fair spirit of the woodlands sage
Who hath pledged her promise of love
And writ her oath on an age old page
To a knight from the Kings realm above;
They sampled the joys of loves delight
Within a spiritual, and mystical trance
Enclosed in sweet fantasies by night
Until the dawns crystal dewdrops dance;
How sweetly this love they had bestow`n
Togetherness they hath both now shared
For this inner warmth inside hath shown;
That both these true lovers really cared
Now this their bond of love hath sealed
And love sweet love, once more revealed.



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The Higwayman

Oh the highway man spurred hard his steed
As he urged him towards thickets and dales,
O`er high fences thro` brooks tangled reeds
Forked lightening with loud thundrous gales.
This night was long he was faced with dread
Had been pursued beyond wildest dreams
With a most handsome reward on his head,
For robbing the passenger coach and team.
He was notorious this bold highway man
And was hunted for his moonlight robbery
Loads his saddle bag as much as he can
Of the passengers riches and snobbery,
While his faithful steed with breath of foam
Returns him once more to his hideaway home.



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Humid Night Dreams

Thou art within loves dreams as I sleep
I within thy power of wanton ecstasies
Upon warmth of the night love lies deep
That shall lend the heart within fantasies
For flames of love within heat of a fire
Shall flicker with passions when all aglow
Such within the rhythmic dance of desire
That only within lovers shalt evenly flow
Dreams and fantasies shall ever remain
Hot the nights when passions surrender
To be left content upon thoughts again
Dreams locked deep within the defender
It is thou that I dream of intimate delights
That adds fuel within fire on humid nights.



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In Praise Of Shakespeare

Sad the day when shakespeare lay down his quill
Upon an open parchment devoid of written word
That shalt offer no more wisdom of his free will
Of what he shant compose of his own accord
But plays and his poetic works shall live beyond
To give great pleasure within his poetic stance
Within his works he hath gained a future bond
Upon sadness.tragedy music and of romance
The joys he hath given within song and of praise
His works shall live on though time he hath not
But the voices from bards and poets shalt raise
To praise all his works with freedom of thought
Praised be Shakespeare the bard who hath won
May he rise once more when time hath begun.



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Last Fish

Dead are deep oceans and oil soaked sands
No more fish for they have all disappeared
Gone are the culprits who poisoned the land
Volcano`s and Earthquakes now are feared
Mountains of land fills for the end is neared;
Of rubbish collected throughout the beginning
With power and vigour the oceans surf reared
Over the land a massive tsunami was rising
Mother nature`s mourned this tragic uprising;
All the beauty she created had now unfurled
The nurtured creation of survival was dying
With no way to save this love for our World;
This world they named the land of the free
But there`s one fish left in this acrid sea.


Only when the last tree has died
and the last river been poisoned
and the last fish been caught
will we realise we cannot eat money.
Cree Indian saying
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Little Song

O little song of thee finest worth
Thy open the heart to all that sing
Poetic stanzas shall singeth forth
Within rhythmic verse shalt bring
Of choral voices from thy past
Hence of years past be forgotten
Until ancient bards of music cast
Within rhythmic stance begotten
To sing of love and of tragic tymes
Of a sadness yet within harmony
O little song of thy chosen rhymes
Akin to thee old classic symphony
Oft times as great masters part
Thus shalt be sung from the heart.



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Natural Instincts

To dream unadorned in the midst of dawn
And bathe in sweet mists of morning dew
Within my passion nature`s fantasies grew,
To sweet desires of my lover I was drawn;
Oh where art thou, for I crave thee so much
Dost thy not know that my passion is real
Thy spiritual desires shalt know how I feel
That in my wanton need I long for thy touch;
Oh come to me my love hold me in thy arms
That we may seek this our paradise of love
Through the warmth of the sun from above
And portray thy sensuous masculine charms;
To dream unadorned in the midst of dawn
And bathe in sweet mists of morning dew.

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Natures Artistry

Great wonders of nature delights the eye
When the beauty of this Earth does grow
Like an artists brush with shades that flow;
`Neath a summer sun, with a gentle sigh
A perfect romance of land and the sky,
Creating fine scents of the flowers we know
Within glades of green as soft breezes blow,
Where seeds of dandelion clocks gently fly
In a heavenly spray of an evening shower;
The seedlings of nature drift wild and free
Above the tall mountains and over the sea
Until they rest and there they shall flower,
There`s creation of beauty in all we can see
Placed here on this earth just for you and me.



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Natures Disaster

When the last tree is severed from the land
And all wild fruits are gathered from the field
Then, and only then shalt people understand
Creations hath perished with a fruitless yield;
Still they desire these forests in which to walk
For to climb up sturdy trees so strong and free
While picking the wild berries from their stalk
Only to comprehend and to make them see;
That thy cannot take and still watch them grow
To take away completely would be a shame
There will come a day when they want to know
That every tree and flower doth bear a name;
Like us they live and breathe with sap within
To destroy this wonder shalt surely be a sin.



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North Wynds Daughter

So bleak the great northern wynds doth blow
From the breath of the north wynds daughter
She predicts the coming of an ice age flow
That shalt torture the meek unto slaughter.
There shalt be nothing left of life that was
No warmth of love no desirous fantasy
And all that remains lt shall be the cause
That sparks off on another spiral galaxy,
No songs from birds when there are no trees
Nothing shall sustain the land we had known
All life shall vanish within an icy breeze
Thus the north wynds daughter hath shown,
What may occur for this day could be true
But shall it only happen to a chosen few?


North Wynds Daughter - Mythical Beings

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Perfumed Garden

I hath slept the sleep, of a thousand years
Opened wide my eyes upon a sunlit day
Upon a stranger world yet I bore no fear
This land before me, from a distance away;
Thy beauty within didst touch me so dear
A perfumed Garden sweet blossom array
This heavenly scent had tempteth me near
To kneel with angels for e`er I shalt pray;
Unto this paradise cometh winds of change
Divine spirits of past hath broken free
Lost in a dream which was then out of range
Blind in my thoughts that eyes could not see;
To return from dreams so real yet strange
And awaken years later, to a newly borne me.



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Phantom Horseman

Unto the shadow`d darkness of the night,
Thro`the denseness of a wooded glade
A galloping horseman tho`not in my sight
Whilst the pounding hoof beats doth fade;
`Twas this a haunting from days long past
Of ghostly phantoms, an unfinish`d quest
Whilst nervous hound remain`d stead fast
For unknown spirits, hounds knoweth best;
Returneth again from a long sleep of death
To haunt thy paths where mortals now tread
And mingle the past with the presents breath
Hast thou ventur`d back from the silent dead;
Chastising the living of life whom hath fared
To deliver them ill, and render them scared.



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Shadows

What is this that stalks the dead of night
That which lurks in quiet niches of the mind
Is it real or imagination, have we yet to find
That ghostly shadow`s haunt within our sight;
Hiding from the glare of the full moons light
The remains if what is left of past mankind
Returned from tomb, shadows intertwine
In evening mists where mortals take flight;
Are we tomorrows, shadows of the past
Fortune laid out where the stones were cast
Have past lives returned to lead us the way
From the land of the living we love so dear;
In a place unknown with our lost ones near
And guardian angels, where there is no day.



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Spirit Of Love

Tread silently forth unto this moonlit night
That I may dream sweet dreams of thee
To open my eyes towards mornings light
When thy heights of passion floweth free;
Come hold me gently entwin`d in thy arms
And harken to the rhythmic beat of my heart
Come nigh my lover with thy loving charms
That hath etched with love from cupids dart;
Bright jewell`d shone the love in our eyes
As we maketh sweet love here together
And silvery moons shadow from the skies
We both knew we were one then forever;
This love so defined shalt always be true
For lost spirits shalt return to begin anew.



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Spirit Of Love

In time through the dense mists of dreams
Arisen in spirit form together once more
Thro` frothy white foam that flows on the shore
To search once again for pleasure supreme;
Once more our love reaches high esteems
Sweet passion now deeper than ever before
True love returneth from past days of yore
Lost spirits once more forever to redeem;
Closer together, though deep oceans apart
Spiritually we knew, from each learned sage
Our love had flourished right from the start
In an ancient book with an eternal page;
A captains log, with love etched on his chart
Returns from the sea, from a bygone age.


The Shell - Vladimir Kush
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Spirit of Nature

I saw rambling roses droop upon bowers
Ignored by all that had passed them by
The fading petals of yesterdays flowers
That was plucked so thoughtlessly by I
`Tis not what nature had ever intended
The beauty of earth was borne to thrive
Let the rambling rose remain suspended
Upon the bowers shall naturally survive
I saw a bird flutter with a broken wing
Within my heart I too had felt broken
Shall he ever again find a reason to sing
In silence mother of nature had spoken
Dig him a grave let his spirits construe
To fly high o-er bowers upon wings anew.



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Sweet Memories

The grandfather clock in the hall struck loud
As they climbed up the stairway to bed
A shaky old lady adorned a night shroud
And her spouse wore a nightshirt instead;
A devoted couple who had seen better days
Remembered when once they were young
Memories fade, true love remains always
Their praise of love has so often been sung;
They remained great lovers but once a year
And their honeymoon eve was a sunday
For now their blessed anniversary is here
They shall enjoy love in their own special way;
The way that they can at their very own pace
Just to snuggle up with a smile on their face.



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Tales Of Love

A Tallow candle flickered nigh unto the night
Perished thus, to a tiny dying burnt out flame.
Until the candle canst offer no more light,
Thus melting tallow, hiding lovers name,
Whyever then, in this darkened room of gloom,
Whilst thou peruse thy tome, on tales of love,
With not, a moonbeam shining in thy room
Graceing the heavenly, darkened sky above,.
Canst thou not hold, this great novel to thy heart,
Cherish this writ of love, within thy soul,
Visualise images deep in thy pages of art.
Composed with passion on parchment scroll.
Tho` dying flames of tallow shalt behold
Thus tales of love, in spirit hath been told.



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Time Shalt Tell

Whence thy seed of love shalt shed a child
Sown from a harvest that shalt soon endow
The gentleness and softness of one so mild
That only the warmth of a mother may know.
A presence within shalt demand much love
For what was only a seed shall have grown
No matter what is writ within stars above
Whether a lad or a lass was unbeknown
Time only shall tell if it be a he or she
So innocent she was when she had fallen
And such a handsome young lad was he
He was certain she was allergic to pollen.
And that would make her abdomen swell
Yet within certainty only time shall tell.



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Unfinished Symphony

When warm and gentle breezes blow a kiss
Whispering softly of love, true love divine
Spirits soar high while lovers limbs entwine
Desires anew with a sensual touch of bliss;
Creating precious moments to reminisce
Cherished hearts of love cannot be blind
Both spirit and soul eternally combined
This unconditional love shalt always exist;
There shalt be no barriers, none whatever
For love shines true through loving eyes
In mists of time we shall belong together
Upon waves may this passion ebb and rise;
Remain locked in desirous dreams forever
Where spirits combine loves symphony lies.

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The Vigil

Must I all alone, this silent vigil keep,
Passions hidden within an aching heart
Saddened eyes of tears, flow and weep
As raging oceans wrench us both apart;
Why in this forsaken world of pleasure
Shalt not fantasy take the place of woe.
And loving hearts be ours to treasure
For nurtured love shalt bloom and grow;
There shalt be no barriers, none whatever
When love shines through two loving eyes
In the midst of time canst we be together,
Upon waves may this passion ebb and rise.
Within peaceful ripplets of a gentle sea,
Sweet love cherished as spirits run free.



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When Silence Shouts

When things are not what they seem to be
And nothing you say or do shall be right
When once you were happy for all to see
Then everything had changed over night
Silenced tongues that are never to speak
When the happiness shall turn to distress
This hurt inside when the heart is so weak
No kisses or hugs nor a touch to caress
There is nothing shall mend a broken heart
It shall not beat the same as it did before
Why does true love need to be torn apart
When there is not a thing to say anymore
When only tears shall let the feelings out
Is this what happens when silence shouts?



Writ of Love

My dearest love thou hath covet`d my very heart,
So deeply my wanton breasts doth ache for thee
Within this wrath I doth pray thy shalt ne`er depart
Remains within tender whispers of loves divinity
For together we hath felt joyous and heavenly bliss
And hath felt deep grievance of sorrow and pain
Wept tears, which were bless`d with a loving kiss
To sweeten through soft whispers loves refrain;
Troubl`d dayes doth maketh love grow strong
Whilst calmer waters flow thro` thy sincere heart
And thus we knoweth for e`er we both belong
For a passion such as this shalt ne`er depart.;
Verily I send to thee by soft wings of a dove
With fondness and sincerity thus my writ of love.



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You Take My Breath Away

Oh how the joys of love doth enthral me so
Thy linger`d kiss press`d nigh upon my lips,
Whilst gentle tremors ignite my heart aglow
When Spirits of love enjoys a total eclypse
Thus inner feelings shalt then forever grow,
All my love for thee, shalt I treasure this day
With thy blissful passion thou doth me show;
I shalt now and forever love thee this way
This love in my heart I shalt always portray
I do tremble with longing only for thee
Oh my love thy doth taketh my breath away
Loving spirits united `neath an oaken tree
Both names etched forever, together shalt be
A sweet sonnet of love thou art tenderly.



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Jem Farmer

Conceit of Wanting

To stop and think of summer in her eyes
the sweet perfection found within a glance
a stage of love beneath the moonlit skies
where upon stars are lost as hearts romance.
I think I see the woman come alive
her eyes reflecting beauty back to me,
In this, her passion I am dared to thrive
for in her arms I'll be forever free.
It is conceit of wanting her desire
to sate my hunger fuelled by silver light
embracing love within her spirit's fire
to feel her passion flare against the night.
The flames of love are set to burn and glow
Above the night as lovers meet below.

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Cotton Sheets

Her hair reposing on my cheek, she's there,
her arm extends across my shoulder blade
my eyes refuse to look; this dream may fade
and fear the life without her tender care.
Each morn I long to pause and briefly stare
before the thoughts of life and work invade,
and see the girl I love beside me laid
then kiss her lips while she is unaware.
Entwined in cotton sheets our love is free,
beneath her mantle warms my basking heart
as in the night I show her liberty
in circled kisses with no end or start.
When sleepy toes reach out across my feet
it's in her arms' embrace I am complete.

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Crying Soul

Behind the smiles of passion, hidden tears
descend the cheeks that long for just one kiss.
A heart embraced by love should hold no fears,
while seeking joy in oblivion's abyss.
Recurring dreams as empty words dismiss
the hidden love that knows no earthly bounds;
a love that strives to breathe in just one kiss,
to ease the crying soul with whispered sounds.
Yet love is hidden deep in undergrounds
where gentle touches dare not speak its name,
until the truth within a dream resounds
and love no longer weeps the tears of shame.
For truth and love are not in black and white
but beautiful colours, both dark and light.


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Dare to Dream

Dare to dream of love, a brave heart can dare
feel the music ripple, I need to feel
sharing my soul with you in dreams we share
sealed in a serenity's kiss, love's seal.
Heart pulsating touch the depths of my heart
taking thoughts as our senses overtake
parting the waves that can ne'er be apart
waken love, in those soulful dreams awake.
Light and dark, where there is only delight
sensual touches reaching the inner sense
flight soaring high on wings of pleasure's flight
tension builds in whispered words, too intense
tears flow, the gentle joy in pleasure's tear
fearing nothing as love can know no fear.

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Dusty Labels

You judge the clothes I wear, but I don't care,
a narrow mind can't know the inner me,
there's more to me than social tags can say.
Those dusty labels used to say I dare
to live against the way that things should be
despite the heartless whispered scorn and spite.
I hear the empty words every day
I know my soul is strong enough to bear
the words that say my heart should not be free.
The friends we were are now so far away,
I let you think your way is pure and right,
I know you have no wish to understand.
And now I turn to face my own delight,
and feel the love of she who holds my hand.

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Dusty Labels

You judge the clothes I wear, but I don't care,
a narrow mind can't know the inner me,
there's more to me than social tags can say.
Those dusty labels used to say I dare
to live against the way that things should be
despite the heartless whispered scorn and spite.
I hear the empty words every day
I know my soul is strong enough to bear
the words that say my heart should not be free.
The friends we were are now so far away,
I let you think your way is pure and right,
I know you have no wish to understand.
And now I turn to face my own delight,
and feel the love of she who holds my hand.

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Feel My Love

Every night I write out my heart
and pray you hear a poet calling
how I long to hold you in my arms;
it goes beyond all sense and reason.
Love songs on radios, just the start
when time is lost to introspection.,
my desire to quell your hidden fears
and bring your sweet heart to love's season.
I'd leave my life to the flames of hell,
as a sacrifice to dry your tears;
I have sworn never to do you wrong
to hurt you would be my heart's treason.
From this love I can never depart;
we're one as eternity appears.

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Mardi Gras

My nerves were tingling when I saw the crowd
the parade drew near as excitement flared
a Mardi Gras of love that we all shared
my first time since I said those words aloud.
a biker dyke, finally standing proud
the self respect in truth cannot be spared
I watched and saw a world that truly cared
and would not be hidden behind a shroud.
So long ago but I still feel inside
the wonder felt on that first special day
no longer will my heart remain outside
as now I live and love in my own way
since that parade day, my first time at Pride
I have no doubt to be myself is okay.

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Old Time Spanish Guitars

My love, your eyes can see the distant stars
yet can your ears now hear a Welsh voice sing
in echoes of old time Spanish guitars
to bring my love these last few days of spring.
I close my eyes and see your native land,
and feel you near; at last my mind withdraws,
to where your loving touch can grasp my hand,
and for awhile my dreams can stop and pause.
In the land where aspirations converge
no ocean wave disturbs our nightly tryst
as senses reel when lights of love emerge
and lips reveal the hunger in her kiss.
I’ll gaze on her divinity in my sight
and know no star can shine with love’s delight

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Silence Before

In the stillness of discord the waves seek
the tender dreams you have long forgotten.
In the silence before the storm I speak
the tussled words, softer than wild cotton.
Those loving endearments that offer trust
I tell you all there is you want to know,
to touch your dreams there must be more than lust
as I watch you slumber in moonlight's glow.
If you should call out my name in the night
I will caress your thoughts with words of silk
and kiss your cheek should you my love invite
to taste your flesh as white as buttermilk.
For love I hold you by my side, inside,
through wind and rain and in the ocean tide.

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Ivor Hogg

What might have been

Forget-me-nots still grow beside the stream.
As they used to do when were both sixteen.
When I look back at what might have been.
But we were too foolish to pursue that dream.
I was selected for a football team.
You went to college studied medicine.
We followed the advice of our close kin
We both accepted other people’s schemes.
And though we chose to go our separate ways.
We both achieved some measure of success..
I still recall those golden summer days
when we were young and knew true happiness.
It seems success is just a passing phase.
As you grow old it seems to matter less.

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