xmas cheer
Xmas Turkey Roasties And sprouts
My very first woman in life
Fabuleuse chanson!
It Is Time
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Being Irish in America
Thinking about my heritage and how I wish I were in the UK! Ireland, Scotland...England (it's complicated) . . .that's where my heart is! So many poets here from my ancestors home! It makes me feel warm!
Conflict
Okay, Im jumping out of my comfort zone and trying to rhyme, I think its cheesy but this is all I have. LOL
Memory Lane.
This a poignant walk, never forgotten and brightly burns within my memory
SOMEWHERE
Just rumbling.
Ode to joy
I live where beauty surrounds me, and this my tribrute
The Celtic Harp
I heard a record of the celtic harp, and relived the bardic times Of wild tales of valour Steeped in mystery and Merlin's magic. Fairies danced in the moonlight as the Bard sang To the tune of the harp. Men lived in hon
Ever changing
just a day of feeling restless.
Stronger
Time is wonderful, it helps you see things clear and look back with love on a special time with a special Man:-)
The Model
Draped in her bed sheet The model stands her modesty hidden From prying eyes Draping her body her Elegant curves Hidden but reavelling easing the eye of the beholder She lays Her forming curves Gently resting her torsoed body S
Patient Patience
This was written when I was in intensive care very ill a few years ago and when I awoke after a number of weeks I observed the care and duty that all the ITU nurses gave to each patient. I also remember hearing things they said when I was unconcious. This inspired me to write this poem. I hope you enjoy it.
The silent customer
This was inspired by my time spent observing the ITU nurses at work when I was their a few years ago.
Sehnsucht!
not feeling well today, confined in a room.. but the hopeless nomad in me stirred my mind to roam...
...'OL ROMY'...
This is poem of my earlier life and the drastic results from Nagoora Burrs...in Horses manes and tails and saddle gear..sometimes funny .sometimes with devastating results..QH. ....M.B.Poems is my copyright...
American Idol
I have been watching this show since it's beginning in 2002. I guess my real appeal to the show is seeing the bad singers get ripped by the judges. Last night Charlie Askew really got a major ripping by all the judges, but Niki Minaj was especially harsh with her comments about his earring, ponytail, and showing his muscles. He walked off the stage, that doesn't happen, I felt for him. The song he picked wasn't bad either, Mama by Genesis.
My dying Orpheus
To be chased amongst the waves to only pray the sands are near dripping souls so wasted within the wreck of booms silently folding to the sea the roar of untimed curses melting to the weed no silent stay would be upon the wretche
Modern Ways versa Olden Ways (epic)
First let us take our friend the horse a noble creature who serves us well supplying us with a source of good compost ferrying us here and there in fine style pulling carts and carriages with aplume carrying riders proudly on their backs seldo
The Mystic Pyramid
Pyramids have always been interesting especially the Egyptian culture in the land of the Pharoahs. Written: 26th May 2013
Rebirth (5)
Upon this time I can turn a blind eye To enjoy the gifts the storm did bring Cast them upon the rainbow colored sky Making sense out of the unreasoning To soar upon the mighty winds so free To smell the lavender of the vast fields To choose to
"Self Pity"
I feel so much better now...lol!!
The British Isles
I’ve travelled all over England From Land’s End to Carlisle From Lowestoft to St Leonards and I’ve seen the dales and the Fylde I’ve been to the Isle of Wight, And Whitby has its charms I’ve lived and worked in Blackpool I’ve visited cities
Live air
radio, radio, live transmission
you will find me (raymond)
wrote this poem some 40 years ago to my very firstgirlfriend. i wonder if she still remembers. xx virgosign
Spring's Sundown
In Springtime's bloom my bones, supple Willows; danced in simple purity... through salt-marsh dunes waving Goldenrod wands. Time was a friend stretching out forever~ to brighter tomorrows of mystery, and everlasting love.
night lines
dissonance without purpose is noise and understanding chords harmony the essence and attributes of God are adjectives and adverbs pressing my thoughts, breezing, air like across vacuums and miles and epochs back to when we heard the sound
Beginning
The silence is thickening in and about me. The need to be wandering out in the land envelopes me. Reaching the door in what can only be described as staccato steps. I linger and look back. No reason to stay. Close the door and inhale the air
Chain Reaction
On obtaining refugee status in England in 1978 to evade conscription into the South African army.
$1.00.......True Tale No.3
I recall an incident from my very early youth. I was around age four. My family lived on a white oak lined avenue in a suburb of Baltimore, Maryland. The year was 1956. Just up at the top of the hill, five houses beyond my house was Oakleigh Elementa
It's In The Way You Walk
Sitting here listening to the women that surround me. Thinking life sure isn't easy. One to my right is crying as her loved one lays dying in the hospital. I look at her and say I am sorry and I know just how she feels. You could have heard a p
The Final Act Part 3
more to follow...
The Dance
Everytime I feel the wooden beam beneath my feet when I first get up on it, it takes my breath away that I can still do that? The control and the freedom of being there such a high.
You Make Me Feel Good!!!!!!!
Nothing like a good pair of shoes. Feels good looks good. Oh ya.
Left Behind
While feeding the ducks this morning I seen one that seemed to be all alone. Till a big one came and got it and pushed it in the line with the other babes. So this is his story according to me. LOl
When I ..
When I die I wish to come back As one of her tears, What man would be no lucky As to have been conceived In her heart. Born in her eyes Lives on her cheeks And die at her lips.
The Final Act Part 7
..... not done yet.
Foreplay
A dinner date can be such excellent foreplay, even if you're not to 'that point' in your relationship, or even if you've been married for years, no? Making love starts the moment you meet, and ends wherever you want it to.
stele
file under nostalgia or patriotism???
our déjà vu
here we go again...
little cottage
Little cottage by the river thatched hat is what you wear little cottage you delight me so tranquil within are we little cottage your river at the garden below runs there are trees a little patch of green birds sing the dawn son
new days old ways
file under nostalgia ;-)