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To A Kiss I look at you, held in my arms, Looking in dark mysterious pools. Your eyes make me break all my rules, Fixing me with your cobra charms. Lips touch, creating magic benign Dull day takes on a different sight. Feeling your warm lips melt on mine, The day brightens, dark clouds turn white. During a kiss, you cannot hide With the commitment there is pride. First holding back, then surrender Giving in to all that splendour. Ryter Reothicle |
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Maryse AchongOn line again, on line again One laptop is now comatose The other one in serious pain For two days everything just froze. The first one conked out with a sigh The other swoons continuously I hope it’s not their time to die They both have been so good to me. And now my desktop dinosaur Sporting a slightly different face Reigns supreme as he did before And occupies his rightful place. back to list |
Kathy AndersonHell is cooling off with the times Heaven is growing horns of war Hell is cooling off for a dime Heaven is making some more doors Hell is cooling off with rainbows Heaven is taking us for rides Hell is cooling off, we all know Heaven is faking we must abide Hell is cooling off with the tides Heaven can't wait to steal our souls Hell is cooling off to confide Heaven is heating up the poles ----- Senses 1 Smell, Born from air Scent of rain fell between cracks Somewhere in a time we once met, Ocean breeze carries us on, rocks Our astral dance with no regret. Come smell the roses fragrant faces Coy lips apart of their romance, Soon to fade in eons web'd lace, Souls forgotten get a new chance. Sensations of violet Sift through the sands of our dreams Like a memory to forget Lingering fragrance of a theme. Here we stand enveloped in smoke Heavy with sooty thoughts we lost, Somber epochs trailing evoke Sheer ozone rebirthing loves cast. ----- 2 Sight. Born in Your Eyes Check in with the stars from your seat, Chance that they wait for your blue eyes To cancel out all the pains heat Taking flight without a care why. Chance the they wait for your eyes glance, Calm waters carry the bottle To shores of white sand and romance That speak of letters drawn gentle. Canceling all pains deadly heat Crimson hearts bear none to meet us, Tenderly touching the waves beat Telling it's tales by sights bliss. ----- 3 Touch. Born For This Stone feels soft under a noon sun Some place where our shoes have oft tread, The silence bears the etch of steel To show how two hearts came to feel. Our vicoli dell' aurora Own the touches of hands aura Between the roads of lives we lost Before and after loves accost. ----- 4 Taste. Born of the Earth Cherries in red wine are all mine Coming from my loves lips divine By the kilo or all in one Burgundy tart or pie well done. Coming from my loves lips divine Chased by the sun, ready to dine Beside the seashore where we'd speak By the by to find a new peak. Chased by the sun that we well know Caress the skin to blush so slow Simmering for the taste of love Sought in astral plains as above. Cherish the bounty of our fruits Carried through time without refute, Songs remembered whence apples fall Savored like the tempests last call. ----- 5 Sound. Born to be Heard Waves on waves resonate the shores Where once we walked a mile or so Some place that speaks and soul mates know Surely as the sun light restores. I'm not the one, the wind whispers If I were she then where is he That sounds the horns at mornings glee, To carry a song that love stirs? Echo's of times passing are drear Emaciating symphonies Spare of any sweet harmonies Save for sparrows songs of tears. I'm not the one whose name you hear, If I were that one why'd you leave Me standing at the door of eve, My conch held high, life the fear? Clouds descend and crickets calls blend Cacophony of storms thunder Now reaching, the crescendo's spur Nothing but the beginnings end. back to list |
Kathy AndersonIICall me lucky, I'm on a roll Back to the rain dance of our souls As souls galloping horses know Best, under the moon, under snow. Call me lucky, I'm singing songs, When you came I knew all along Someday we'd meet in strange, strange ways, The ways that Fate dictate, they say. Call me lucky, I write of thee For thee are hearts art, as such free Free the blooms plucked, let them sail Into sunsets golden blessed trail. ----- Death of Love Hands that care for the babe in arms Bundled against more than mere cold, Cool Winters starved the wolves bayed bold, Safety also keeps elder's warm Warming an old soul ne'er harms, Love keeps on passed working days, Prayers of agape makes ways To carry on aged light charms. Remember the hands that held you, Rocked you till fears tears abated Rescued you from midnight's storms late Into days dawned better view. ----- Natural Melodies Between the moon and meadows lea Echoes adagio themes suite As hummingbirds wings hum so free Freely find gods nectar's sweet. Sweetest chimes are winds through the leaves Leaving hearers breathless, bound sleeved, Sleeves catching green songs from Gaia Gaia sings tempo's Khaga. Night blooms into Summers opus For moonflower's fantasia riff, Dawns epic written fugues gift Dreamy sounds palette of opal. ----- Signs Posted on the road ahead Waving like the banners red, Omens come as feathers fallen A mark in time not forgotten Ink on wood painted black, White on red runs right smack Into your sight before the Mac Truck stalls in last minute wink, You blink at the backtrack Double back into the past, At least your ship isn't as fast As the flags waving down last Signs and portents everywhere, Just see what was always there, Taking time to wait, not run Away from roses scent shared. ----- This May End This may end in fire but just know Love has born us long through all snow Storms, lightning scorching heart and bones Bones as old as time, hearts made stone. This may end in fire but just see How love gave us rainbows for free, Sunny days without end in sight, Bee's humming, birds chirping delights. This may end in fire but just wait, Love dawns pink and purple agate Clouds flying in the light of truth, Unable to open hearts for sooth. back to list |
Terry ClitheroeIts 7.30 am a big fat bee is busy at work Each flower flouncing as she lands there Flouncing again as she leaves with a jerk Casting off with sacred seeds stuck to her. Not reward but neither would she shirk Just a drop of that hallowed yellow Juice that's goodness cleans moods of murk To that of George Shearings mellow. ----- Fall in St Kilda Beach The cold, sombre, purple skies of fall Are memories precious to all now. The screaming of children playing ball Replaced by gulls foraging for chow. The white capped surf that covers all And crashing waves that dig and plough. No crusted bread torn and fed by hand Or peanut-butter mixed with sand. White silver scars pattern each dark cloud A very different sky from a summer's day. Gone the ghetto blasters booming loud And the screaming tyres as teenagers play. I do not miss the tents and noisy crowds It's now the perfect place to spend a day Wintery rain from the forming shrouds Makes the road a varnished black highway. ----- Ghosts of You and Me I walked into the empty house Once filled up with love and glee Empty now save for memories Of the ghosts of you and me. A house we shared and cared, Lived and loved so happily But that house is empty now Save for the ghosts of you and me. We lived and wined and dined And conversed so merrily The only ones that talk there now Are the ghosts of you and me. There in the times when all alone We'd make love so passionately But only ghosts make love there now They are the ghosts of you and me. ----- I can see I can see right through you Your love is only paper thin All you do is make me blue Wondering where you've been. You smell of him a smell of sin Is our love at long last through I can see right through you Your love is only paper thin You promised ever to be true You promised that you'd begin To try your best to see us through It didn't work, to my chagrin. ----- Just a few questions Shall I wish tonight and dream of thee Will they encompass all that love could be? Will my wishes and those dreams combine And will it be such and such, or so sublime? I humbly ask because you know my mind I have told the truth so please be kind. Though we dwell each on a different shore Is there a future? Can there be more? I know I've made mistakes in the past But now I'm wanting our love to last. It's about our future I wish to know Should I stay or will you bid me GO! ----- Lavender The air is thick with night-blooming delight. It haunts my mind with echoes of laughter, And its treasures of the night are all I'm after She's all I want a floral incense lasting the night. Each day I pass, each time she tries to seduce me. I run my fingers along a limb gathering scent Sniffing as I carry on past as should be my intent She makes me pause and later I shall drink her tea. Soft scents after the morning rain lift my mood My mind takes on a more relaxed point of view And I feel as if there is nothing I cannot do. My day already has been made, and that's good. ----- Paparazzi A Tarantella upon the written word, Treading's once woven become a snare Biased paragons of truth speak the absurd Hammering non essentials til they swear. The innocent having to search for proof Media portrays the predator as the prey Pursuit of lies, and none events each day Because the media bred all that is uncouth. So I warn you don't believe what they say They consider each reader to be a duffer And read ignorance what the press portray Thus non justice cause the blameless suffer. ----- Quantum Spirit In an increasing circle of yellow light, He pierces the dark world of his children- Entering the world, scattering night. Blackness vanishes from the world of men. Somewhere there is controlled darkness, There light and truth cannot penetrate, And hatred grows in a festering mess. Feeding out lies, deceit, and teaching hate. Too many are aware preferring love instead For it is mans way to look towards the Sun And anything dark to feel fear or dread But the hero says the day has just begun. ----- Stripper I watch you dance in shrouded darkness In smoked filled air that burns my eyes Such a beautiful body in a world of hell Your movements say "Buy, I'm for sale". What're the cost, tell me, is this a sale? My body is burning with the fires of hell And I am driven into eternal darkness As I devour you with my lusting eyes. A naked body exposed to hungry eyes A star that shines in stygian darkness Now I see how aloof, you're not for sale The flame you create is too pure for hell. ----- Unequalled Wisdom The fairground that is life has many choices, And equally speaking out, so many voices. Do not laugh, do not sing, do not enjoy, Those miserable bastards are not Gods envoy. He says "Love thy neighbour, but not his wife" That's a sure way he reckons of causing strife He says "Love thy neighbour, but not his Ass" I could say something, but I won't be crass. Do unto others as you wish for yourself And be very careful about wishing for wealth On the fairground that is life, enjoy all you can And equally avoid criticism by a religious man. ----- Webnaughts What of places that are dim and dark Occasionally seen by light of day, Are they less of Nature than the park Have they a right to have their say? Man always removes beasts of fear Coming back when he turns away Persistent returning year by year In spite of man they have their say. What of creatures in this domain Creatures that feed on mans refuse The little beasts, part of the chain. Nature has an important use. Look in your garden carefully at night There'll be a time when Nature wins I can promise it'll be a gorgeous site Like a spider and the web she spins. ----- Xpose Tourists and hopefuls toss pennies into pools Always hoping and wishing for too much. People make money from exploiting these fools Dreams always excelling in the pecuniary clutch Never realised love affairs bought by dimes Wishes, desires, often just a thoughtful dash Often pocketed money really not serious cash. My dreams have been dashed too many times, So why should I waste a silly coin on idle dreams? Hardly the place for my really serious schemes One always wishes too much, if granted will rue Realising that only heartfelt wishes come true. ----- Your Slave I wish you'd hold my hand against your heart And hear a declaration of your love for me. Is this a dream of something never to be, Two questions with answers miles apart. I see your eyes and know I have my wish Looks like that there's no need of words Leaving me feeling, willing to be slavish What was said would make truth absurd Or can I hope and wish for better things? Must be asked to see what the future brings, There's no higher language than that of amour To see that look more, and more, and more. ----- Zeitgeist (The Spirit of the Times) Every plant that pushes forth new leaves Is aware of the life that it conceives, And blossoms forth its symbolic scenes To procreate and pass on its genes. Reliant on symbiosis for the key And it needs the help of worker bee. Or other creature that passes seed To fertilize each plant and weed. And as the seasons wax and wane One year's loss is another's gain, Because Nature balances out with time So that nothing can out climb. All things are equal we must learn A balanced life is our main concern. What we remove we must replace And that way remain in Natures grace. back to list |
Divena CollinsThere was two kids who dwelt on fun Who did not tell what they had done, A well kept secret, never let out No one should know what it`s about. The silent two were known by name Mischief makings their claim to fame, Something is lost and cant be found The atmosphere is quite spellbound. You bet your life the family tree Had no warning that this would be A broken trinket now hidden away `Twas all in one piece yesterday. It may seem strange you will agree If it wasnt them who could it be You may think your kids are saints Beware when they open emulsion paint. ----- Byrdes Of A Feather `Twas inn thee merrie munth off Maye Wen thee starlinge bylte she a neste Her made itt fyne wyth strawe and haye Verrie tyred butt she dunne her best. Her layde a bach off fyne spekl`d egges Wyle her cheste puff`d upp wyth pryde Downe cum a maggepies stocky legges Ande hee stompe`d she too one syde. Shee twitter`d lowde too calle her mayte Her bein harrass`d `n dyre turmente Butt hee didd linger suche was fayte Myster maggpie he beene and went. A sparrrow hawke hadd chased he off `Fore thee Magpie doo more dammage She didd twitter ande her didd scoff "Too late mayte `cos I didd mannage" ----- Flame Of India Oh flame of India burn unto the night Exotic oils of mimosa to light This burning passion in their heart An exciting dance of love they start. Come Oh Khan great Prince of land Take Princess Sudha`s`s dusky hand, Come forth to her on thy white steed To exchange a gift of all great needs. Lead her unto the sand of the seas `Neath the feathery Tamarisk trees There shalt flames burn so bright Passions yielding through the night. Thy Palace of gold and ivory tusk, Scented garden with hints of musk He reigns with Shudha`s by his side Both spirits taken by morning tide . ----- Olde Rurale English Inne Thee fightin`cocks a grande olde inne Ye shalt supp doune a fyne porta ale Fro` a peuterr flagon theyre within Withe nibbels o`rype Wensleydale. Theye wenches bee willen toe serve Ande theye drinken a flagon wyth thee Curteous ande strongge off thee nerve Bestte valuee theyre cumpannee. Tis thee oldeste inne in Englande Saint Albains qaintly olde Village, Centuryes onn with an ale atte hande, Ghoasts stille reeken fro`spyllage. ----- Only Me I am me, and cannot change Always been so, all of my days I may be very set in my ways Thus I can appear quite strange. I strive to be a better me Which can be hard for me indeed, Many a time, I do not succeed. My friends that know me agree. This day I have found a nice lover He did tell me, he loved me dear In his arms when he held me near I never have dreamt of another. To love is important you see In sadness, happiness and fun, I share a big hug with everyone, For I am, as I am, only me. ----- Paradise A beautiful paradise with bliss, To lay where honeyed dew drops kiss, On soft moss bed, sweet campion lace With a true lovers warm embrace. Contented here, `neath the blue sky. Watching the fluffy clouds float by. Sweet dreams, enclosed in his arms, Soft caresses, soothing, and calm. The sun filters through the trees, Softly blows a gentle breeze, Nowhere else I would want to be Than close together in ecstacy. Whispers of love and gentle sighs, Lingering kisses with misty eyes, A beautiful paradise with bliss, So in love where the dew drops kiss. ----- The Passion A kiss tender words are spoken On a soft bed of down together, Vows of love are ne-er unbroken These feelings cherished, forever. Gently thy arms, warmly embrace And the love in my heart is thine, Searching fingers softly trace, To awaken thy senses sublime. Beneath the spread of an oaken With gentle breeze, caressing Soft words of love are spoken, Senses aroused, and expressing, Together two hearts are bound Misty eyes, revealing devotion, Oblivious to the world around So in love, and deep in emotion. Sensual touches of loves pleasure The sweet gentleness of this day Locked in our dreams forever, Sharing passion with love always. ----- Softly Green Mists as the evening shadow falls O`er the Cumbrian hills of the North Sheep awakens to shepherds calls As the morning sun blossoms forth. Softly green these majestic hills Scenic lakes of the Pennine way Contours of beauty lay there still Mother natures joyful display. Tranquil pasture are richly green Flourished and fed from the land `Midst hills of silence so serene Nourished by Gods caring hands. ----- Summer a Cummin O` thee summerr ys a cummen When thee flowres bloome soe fayre Huney bees shalt bee a hummen A swete gentel mornynge prayere. O` ye gentel breezes blowyn Hydes thy dewdrops crystel tears As thee buds of love art growyn They shalt banishe all thy feares O` ye dawne shalt nowe awakyn Ande thee song byrdes still chatter Love shalt not e`er bee forsakyn Dreames remayne for e-er afterr. ----- The Spectre What ails ye Vision of the night That haunts the stair by twilight, Hath thou lost now, a love so dear Or from thy sad eyes, shed a tear, Hast love in thy heart now been taken Fantasies of love now forsaken. Vision in white, where dost thou go For bitter northern winds doth blow, Art thou this spectre of the night Thy unrest spirit lost in flight, Thou have no pain, nor feelings nigh. None to see, but a saddened eye Fate hath forsaken thee by chance With ne`er a feeling for romance In times of life, sweet love thy found Thy heart and soul, shalt e`er be bound. ----- Thee Dayrie Mayde Thee Mayde shee didd finish mylken, Ande thee pale itt didd overlie flowe Nowe shee off toe thee butter maken Soe toe thee dayrie shee didd go. Shee didd skimme creame off toppe Her toe putte in thee butter churne Bein thriftie shee taken thee soppe There-off afore thee creame doo turne. Ande suche bee a` saven too drynke, Goodly milke wyche creames no more Maketh curdes her minde doe thynke A`fore shee toe scrubben thee floore. Shee toe arise in thee earlie dawn Her toe feed and mylken thee cowes Ande nott a frowne doe shee put on, Nor e-er a deepen`d furrow`d browe. ----- Time After Time When days ticked on through time And weeks and months rolled by The clock on the wall lost his chime And the cuckoo clock gave a sigh Awaken to love that surrounds you To hug, and to kiss, and to feel Softly whisper of sweet love true For this love in your heart is real. Love on this earth you must cherish Such precious moments are dear So do not delay until tomorrow For tomorrow may never be here. ----- Thee Waters Wyde.---- Early Englysh I harken toe thee raine drops fall From palest grey fluffie clowds I listene toe thy wilde swans call Flying highe in downey shrowds. I sense thy waters ripplinge calm Gentle wavets doe glysten nigh` Thy salt seas gentle healing balm Place`d deeply in a voyce of sigh`s. Thee waters wyde there is no lande Nor arche`d brydge to climb above Thy canst not leade me by the hand Nor canst I share wyth thee my love. ----- When Daye Be Dunne.---- Early Englysh Thee harveste gather`d all be dunne, Wythe baskitts fulle toe thee brymm. Tyred fro` thee picken everrie wunn Achinge wythe strayne onn thee lymms. Off toe markytt theye nowe shalt goe, Laden upp thee olde woodyne carte. Downe thee syckle, ande thee hoe Thee morrowe be earlye toe starte. When daye be dunne ande tallow glowe Ande thee supper be ett afore bedd, Itt soone cum when the cock doe crowe Afore pygges and henns toe be fedd. ----- Womens Rights So many faces hath a lady so fair Expressions to match their mood And many ways to tie up their hair But its all for their very own good. A genteel maid is dressed demure With her locks tied back from her face Skin is pale unblemished and pure While adorned in her silk and lace. But a working lass dressed in sedge A toughened grey apron clad dress. To clean and sew and air the beds And to mop up the gentries mess. Cook is plump in her apron of white A white cap pinned on her head, Cooking the meals from mornings light Then retires and takes to her bed. The Governess teach children grace And how to survive in this world For they must be kept in their place So the upper class remain unfurled. Times have changed its not the same These Ladies are equal to rights And never a man can lay the blame For their woman can get up and fight. back to list |
Jem FarmerAs streams of colour flow and dance they blend and change to form anew, in visionary's scented hue the cosmic force portends romance. A rainbowed heart in balance sought in gifts of love to share with one the choice can oft be tense and fraught but follow the heart and see the sun. Deserted sands of loveless nights no shelter from the blue-tinged lights yet eyes are drawn to craggy peaks for beauty's smile, a heart still seeks. When fear denies the passions roar crystalline dreams reflect the truth in drifting thoughts recapturing youth a caged eagle still yearns to soar. The auras sing in ancient rhyme pulsating beat, a rhythmic call, there are no barriers in time and love will come and take its all. We can defy destiny's way and walk alone another day as passions flare and poets dream we lose our will and self-esteem. Harmony comes to those who wait and follow nature's loving hand accept the path that she has planned it's in her kiss, we'll seal our fate. If eyes could see a lover's heart and read the feelings found therein from destiny they'd ne'er depart for love in truth is never sin. For love the greatest mystery divinity's gift but never free the path of life that can be found when hearts are true and love's abound. The journey taken ours to choose our destiny is ours alone it is a pathway set in stone in ways of truth we cannot lose. ----- Love in G The soulful strings that set me free and held me in a sweet sojourn, hypnotic notes that made me yearn for love to dance all over me The spirit of the violin; a gentle caress of love's kiss one sensual touch I feel within my heart is lost to music's tryst. Each note contacts my deep desire as melodies ignite the fire that beckons me to passion's zeal when in her dance my senses reel. Soft tones give way as wants demand seduction from the music's beat until the dancing is replete and my soul is at her command. Sweet violin impassioned tune a song of fire is in her eye the world becomes a picayune the music finds its final sigh. When strings silenced and lying still and music fades against my will I know with love of she divine my heart is now her sacred shrine. ----- Rose The beauty found within a rose as tender petals softly spread intimate scent to fill my head and all my wanton thoughts disclose. Velveteen touch upon the lips seraphic kiss, my pure delights the nectar feast butterfly sips when sonant perianth invites. A rosebud gleams with early dew beneath the summer skies of blue reveal the ancient yearning pain I'll not be blind to love again. If I should hear the rosebud call I'll pause just here a little while to see the beauty in her smile and with her touch, my heart enthral. back to list |
Ivor HoggTo tell my love forbidden me. So I must suffer silently. I love a lady who is wed and so my love remains unsaid. The lady is beyond reproach an Icon I cannot approach. She would reject me if I should There is no doubt at all she would. She does not know that I exist and yet my feelings still persist. I dream about her constantly and I will love her faithfully. That is until I chance to meet another maiden just as sweet. I fall in love regularly Always it seems quite hopelessly. back to list |
Dark RavenThe hours and minutes mean nothing Where tides relax in ebb and flow Far out at sea the sailors go With cosmic skies gently guiding And time means naught on mountain tops The peaks now lost in heavy clouds So snow may kiss them in their shrouds Vistas of chocolate box backdrops Clocks have no command amid trees Where mosses grow 'neath forest green A beauty is there to be seen With song birds and the buzzing bees For mother nature needs not time The seasons of earth at her will Ever moving and never still Her ways of life touch the sublime ----- Redirection My heart is all there is inside The man who gives his all to you And still I feel there's more to do Emotions lost, my thoughts denied A silent soul in sacrifice To reach the skies beyond his dreams Within moonlight to calm his screams For love demands the higher price His heart has cast the plans he made Into distant memories of It used to be before sweet love The path of loneliness must fade ----- Tranquil Lunar Beams Where the sea meets the moon-washed shore There lies a world he knew before The summer came and stole his dreams Of peace and tranquil lunar beams A world of love now far away Of beauty lost to summer day Instead he longs for sultry nights Far from invading city lights And his eyes close so he can reach The silent stillness of his beach And on that sand, he lays once more Where the sea meets the moon-washed shore. back to list |
Ryter RoethicalDancing to loves tune, spin and turn Love's fever causes you to burn Inside your heartbeat skips and pounds And eternal love forever resounds. Whilst you're apart your innards churn. Your lovers steps you quickly learn Bodies touch in your nightly round The sensuous beat of loving sounds Each night to dancing we return Souls are locked in their sojourn Earthly bodies lie on silken grounds A ballroom fit for loving rounds. There are no fancy steps to learn There's no contest, no points to earn Easy music anyone can croon Only winners dance to loves tune. ----- Deceit Have you walked in empty streets, After night has conquered the day? There is no way you can retreat Each step, took you a special way. Much further from your comfort zone Are you now playing another roll, That fate intends for you alone Is there any danger to your soul? What are the rules that you should know Is there purpose to show emotion, When all that's promised does not show Cast out on fates whimsical ocean, ----- Ghostly Heroe A thousand miles have I travelled To be here with thee once more Where oft times we have revelled Before I left for a foreign shore. Back from battle, with muscles sore Clothing chaffing and weeping wounds All was eased by dreams of you Thoughts of love helped see me through I stand and see thee greet me now, Streaming tears roll down thy face I stand and watch with furrowed bow Waiting and watching in this place. One last patrol, I volunteered I did not mean to make thee cry Our dreams our plans are shattered now 'Twas not intended that I should die. I hear the bangs as volleys are fired Watching them fold our nations flag. Wanting you to see me well attired Not home to you in a body bag. ----- Goodbye I cannot be, and cannot feel, I lost the thing that mattered. You broke my heart so easily Handing it back to me shattered. I cannot see, I cannot hear Those words I so longed to hold They fell to the ground bitterly A whispered silence now so bold. My life is dark and so quiet now Almost feeling just like the grave A darker love as deaf as death Where is that release that I crave? Within this tomb of dark despair All the tears have ceased to flow There's nothing left but ash and dust With a barren love, naught can grow. You broke my heart to many times And I know nothing lasts too long Sunk into gloom and beyond hope I can no longer hear love's song. ----- Grandfathers Clock Grandfather clock you stare and chime Moving forward, dealing out time Uncaring what humans need to do We'll have to take the axe to you. We count our time on things brand new Doing away with things like you. What can we use? What can it be Just have to wait, just have to see. In real life what do you do, Standing there proud telling the time? Not involved with anything of life Insular, and never causing strife. Just watching man and stupid things And the frustration that it brings My sympathies are moving to you Realising the things men do. New things it seems bring worser deeds, At the very least plant new seeds Perhaps it's best we stick with you We know what little harm you can do. ----- Lady in Red There she sat framed in the firelight Watching her brush each flaming lock Red hair highlighted a flaming sight And Fate watching us did not mock. Instead this night a gift would give Regretting deeds, this act did plan Whilst darkness ruled, love would live And once again she would have her man And with this oath Fate forever swore For just one night, spirit would be flesh One night of darkness nothing more Love would live and souls would mesh. In spite of time I had to stop and look As she rose and turned to wait my call That precious second was all it took To realise why she was my all She came to me with outstretched arms Tears of joy running down her face I surrendered easily to her charms That she offered me with loving grace Mad in love, I kissed away her tears Both accepting what was Fates gift An eternity of love with no fears A memory would not pass so swift Kissing turning to red hot passion As her red chemise fell to the floor Our senses reeled in celebration Her cries of joy, her wanting more But even Fate must bow to time And everything must end That damned cockerel, dawns chime Human feelings can't transcend. Not even dawn may we see fill We may never enjoy it together But for us this love fits the bill For Ghosts will love forever. ----- Media Truths A Tap dance on the written word, Treading's wove create a snare Creating a desire to lay bare And lie about events occurred. Paragons of truth speak absurd Catch the unwary in vacant stare And non essentials til they swear Black is white and was preferred. Games are crueller than those of youth Now the predator is the prey. Innocents have to dig for proof And justice does innocence betray. ----- Mother She sits all alone now Dad has gone Drinking her glass of white wine. Memories flow back to happier days When her life and love was just fine. She opens her book of photographs At her life and love she's looking. Memories of her life and times past When she spent her whole life laughing. It tells of times when life was fun With Dad and children around her. Beginning each day, her work was play Filling each one with her laughter. It shows the time when she was a lass Never frail she always was buxom. Her friends were the same all big framed When together they'd light up a room. She says time have changed, people have to We're too busy fighting and grabbing. When she were a lass they hadn't much cash But they were never frightened of giving. She's all alone now Dad has died She hasn't the same spark inside her. She doesn't complain, she just carries on Old fashioned advice she will offer. Dads suit is still hanging there As if waiting for next Sunday. She looks at it and raises her glass Knowing she'll see him again one day. ----- On Cue Sometimes a wanderer sees many things, And just as often many lessons learn. Experience found, homeward he turns In apprehension, to the past he clings. Yet hope lingers and again he rings, Spoken, promises made, he returns, And casts his lot, still fearing burns. Is she the one with whom he'll sing? Her eyes speak volumes of her intent. Her smile speaks more than words could say, There are no doubts, a desire to stay, And finally fate gives her consent. ----- Te Amo Pulling back the shadows looking Into the reflections of your mind. The reflections in it's pools rippling As into the works it softly grinds. Crawling across soul webs existing Uniting the dreams of you and I, And souls caressed do their best Just like an Eagle sets to fly. Then looking back into your words Gently brushing my spirit's core Hearts imbued with passion's accords Breathing lightly wishing no more. Through the air I can feel your lips No questions asked with this touch As vibrations caress finger tips Giving responses that mean so much. Questions, answers and gentle sighs Images created by tactile ways Feelings, confirmed by sparkling eyes Giving promises of heavenly days. Not limited by mortal hours Looking back into your eyes I see A future I know will be ours A fragment of our reality. ----- Ubiquity My garden is in slumber now The bees don't sound in their tree They too sleep seeing nothing grow It's too cold for any activity. The birds also seem to have gone, Gone where, for this is their abode? Minors and Magpies haunt my lawn And hunt for scraps upon the road. But not for long, a month or so Will see a change, some will complain Next month will see the North wind blow Hopefully bringing springtime rain. Suddenly spring is everywhere The mornings cold, with daytime sun And trees and plants no longer bare And all around new life's begun. ----- Values Have Changed The fiery red touches of dawn Stretch across the waking horizon Those blazing colours overgrown The sombre land it's painted on Arousing the birds into their song As they greet the warmth of the day. Shining stars will be gone erlong As a wak'ning sky clears the way. The red is gone and blue is king But the morning wind disagrees Soon returning clouds hide everything Hear the wind sounding through the trees. Commuters on the northern roads The first to see the splash of rain Know already what this sign bodes In turn blessing and cursing again. Remembering the last ten years And seeing their lawns lush and green, Please let it stay, remove our fears, And let more falling rain be seen. ----- Why is it? Why believing things are the best Fate kicks you in a painful place And laughs and goes away to rest Unable to look you in the face. Your lover who is dearest to you Suggests you chat with another woman You wonder does she mean adieu And secretly have another plan. ----- 'Xtempore How easy we discover true love Yet how easy it is to lose If the right goods we don't produce And handle it with a gentle glove. Passion has not a gentle side So it must be carefully blended Even compared to a beaches tide A thing of pleasure not of dread. Stay cognisant of your lover's mood Cuddling is an important basic food. Kissing needn't lead to other things See what time and patience brings. Realise after love is the time Not during or even before. What you do after makes love climb And her want you forever more. back to list |
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