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cherryreggae

UFO...

In the deep depths of the universe, are many dimensions. The strange, unknown and bizarre, are hidden like a darkened tar. Revealed only to a select few. Aren't you lucky it's not you!!!
Lurking through this creation, are many perplexing factors of a strange nation. A little hard to comprehend, have I started to offend???
Ufo's - you decide. A conspiracy theory, acknowledged from ancient civilization through modern advancement, and signs.
Egyptian - drawings are on the walls, the depiction of, what they saw.
The great pyramid's - awesome structure of such magnitude. It's a wonder,
what tools they used. Advanced people of there time, amazing engineers with skills, of a different kind. Or where they helped beyond the sky's....the stars conceal our wandering eyes.
Just a thought with each find, trying to unlock our unconscious mind. No this is not a fairy tale. It's not a fiction movie of epic scales. It's just a thought provoking topic, that seems to come with our own knowledge.
I know I'm not the only one, who thinks vastly past our moon and sun. Who feels the energy, that surrounds our earth and revel's the marvel's of this great universe...
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
Just wanted to express, weird things that we may have all thought about.
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john17021984

The Triangle Of Mystery

Come with me on a journey to Bermuda, where there is an
Area called the Devil's Triangle, in this ocean expanse many ships
Mysteriously vanished and never returned, with the
Exception of one - a ghost ship known as the Mary Celeste.
Even aircraft were lost in this stretch of waters, where
Strange magnetic influences create major problems for
Travellers passing through these regions, even UFO's
Were sighted entering and leaving the triangle. There was an
Incident when a woman was flying her plane over one of
The tropical islands. When she contacted the airport tower,
She was told she could land there. The sky was clear, as she
Kept circling the runway and her plane was slowly running out of
Fuel, she was viewing the same island but in an earlier time period
When the runway was actually overgrown with palm trees, and it
Seemed her plane was in a time zone different from that of the
Airport. The plane was never found. Another strange incident
Happened when a barge was towing a large commercial raft,
And the ship was blanketed in fog, when the seamen looked
Back they noticed that the rope was invisible and the metal hand
Rails were white hot while their breath was chilled, what had
Caused this strange phenomenon? Was it due to the Triangle's
Mysterious properties? The answer is unknown even to this day,
The Bermuda Triangle will never disclose it's secrets to anyone.
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
I have always loved hearing stories based on facts and events surrounding the Devil's/Bermuda Triangle so I will interpret my own spin on some of these events, my words are my own but these events really did take place in Bermuda, so journey back to Bermuda and....
"The Triangle Of Mystery"
Edited: Marikia
(Written January 2013)
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john17021984

ATLANTIS - The Lost Continent

There once was a fifth continent, known as Atlantis. Is it fact
or fiction ? Well that is for everyone to decide. In the
early beginning of modern times there was Atlantis, an
advanced civilisation, that had moonstone crystals and used
them for suppling heat for everyone, larger crystals had the
power to destroy the world, the scientist realised this and
wanted to protect their secret, but the King and his astrologers
found out about this from spies in the kingdom, they were
planning a conquest of the new world and would travel past
the pillars of Hercules to invade and to take control of the free
world. As their plans were to unfold, the volcanoes were starting
to erupt with anger as they had enraged the gods with their
evil intentions, as they were all ready for there conquest
the volcanoes erupted and people were in panic and tried to
flee Atlantis, by this time the island was starting to sink
beneath the waves. The evil king and his men were swamped
by hot lava and ash and were choking on the fumes as the
beautiful cities of Atlantis was doomed. After a short time
the few boats that did escape moved into the distance
the refugees were all looking at the destruction of the once
proud city of Atlantis. Atlantis is now gone as it sinks into
the depths of the ocean. Years later it would be well
remembered as Atlantis, - the lost continent.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
The poem is based on the mythical continent of Atlantis, fact or fantasy, you be the judge, this is my version of the story.
Written: 2nd July 2013
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ladyjewelonline today!

Ship in a Bottle, (request from John)

Small planks of wood, small squares of cloth, a few
paints and a glass bottle, all opened with excitement from the box taken down from the attic.

The young man had been cleaning his grandfathers house
for him and discovered the box, his grandfather has just smiled a strange smile when he asked to have it, the look in the older mans eyes worried the young man a bit but he decided it was nothing.
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All placed on the table and waited for the morning to begin,
and as the young man switched off the light and headed for bed a strange light slowly glowed from the bottle, the strips of wood seemed to shiver in excitement.

As the morning sun came out from behind the sea the man walked into the room rubbing still sleepy eyes, a soft noise made him turn to the table in time to see the beautiful ship made up perfectly inside the bottle and as if by magic the sails lifted gently into place pulled by an invisible cord.

The man stood mouth open and wide eyes glued on the bottle that his grandfather knew from before held a magic that would take him to many places he was yet to discover.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
A kind of challenge from sweet John, lol, hope I got it right, just my take on how it could take on a bit of magic:-)
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Unknown

The House of Joy!

The House of Joy!

A mystical dreamlike temple on the hill

A temple of fantasy, I can visualize it still

An open temple in the round, roof upheld by

A circle of white stoned columns

Marbled squared flooring, encircling an Olympic size pool

Music created by the winds of time

Terpsichorean Temptresses whirling in their white flowing gossamer gowns

While female nymphs splashed and played nude in the pool

Perfumed female charmers poured overflowing wine
In men’s glasses and plyed them with tempting trysts!

Men flexing their muscled bodies and women with flowing tresses and ruby lips were abound!

Would you care to visit the house of joy

Hold my hand and come with me!

Fantasy created

By JimEee
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Fantasy!
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ladyjewelonline today!

The Swan, a love story

The swan glided through the water, she watched the Man walk on the side of the river, he was with a group of people who saw her, they shouted and laughed trying to frighten her, she ignored them her eyes gazed only on the Man who quietly stopped, bent down and held out his hand.

She slowly swam up to him and looked into his eyes, she saw the Man he was inside his eyes, she saw his soul, inside this man was what she was looking for, what she was out here for, she nuzzled his hand with her beak and felt him stroke her head softly.

All else faded and the swan spread her beautiful wings, she seemed to the man who sat captivated by her, to grow before his eyes and he saw the glimpse of a woman, a shadow of a lady in the eyes of the swan, he slowly stood and for some strange reason stepped onto her wing and climbed onto her back.

She lifted up into the air as he held onto her regal neck, his spirit soared as she floated through the air with him.

Suddenly she seemed to glide though a thick fog his heart fluttered and seemed to stop, as if she felt him, she turned her head and her eyes seemed to smile right into his soul , he looked up as the fog cleared and there on the land was a woman, she sat waiting, her head bowed and her hair falling over her face, graceful and peaceful, and he knew without thinking she was his woman, the one he had loved in every life he had every lived.

The swan glided softly down and he gently climbed off her back, he walked slowly up to the woman and kneeling down he gently lifted her chin with his hand, her skin was soft and silky, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled into his, his heart contracted and he turned his head slowly to the swan who now lay dead on the beach, the woman lifted a hand and placed it over his, he turned back and again looked into the eyes of the swan, now his lady, his woman.

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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
inspired by this amazing picture and a story of my love and a swan,
hope this one is better my heart:-)
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cafetwo2010

Dream kisser

In the still of the night
she awakens me..
A phantom deep with my soul
she surfaces hovering over
my body with long flowing
hair gracefully carressing
my chest
Silhouettes of black stallions
move accross the sphere of a
blood red moon shrouded in errie
fog
A mist of violet hue engulf our
bodies as her lips touch mine
dripping honey kisses into my
soul
She breathes a song in tones
understood only by the secrets
of my heart
She appears at her own beckoning
then vanishes into the cellar of
my imagination before the break
of dawn
I know not her name only the night
has given her form
She is the dream kisser~
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Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
Mysterious lover..
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ladyjewelonline today!

My perfect Kiss.

He walked slowly up to her, his eyes never leaving her lips,
They were the colour of a ripe peach, slightly parted and the lower lip was full and pouted softly.

He lifted his eyes to hers and her feelings were playing in her eyes like a movie, he saw the excitement and the slight fear, the sensual rush she felt.

His left hand lifted and glided under her thick hair, closing over the back of her neck, holding her secure, his eyes never leaving hers, his right thumb rubbed softly over her lips, her eye lids grew heavy and the lashes looked long and dark against the soft skin of her cheeks.

He lowered his mouth and slowly licked her lips, she tasted of sweet wine, the rush of her breath teasing him as her eyes flew open, he stared deep into her as he captured her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled gently, she moaned into his mouth.

He crushed her lips bruising them with his, she felt the fire from her bruised lips spread down over her body and she never wanted him to stop, she felt herself shiver and melt like soft butter, his hand the only thing keeping her from sinking into a puddle at his feet.

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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
I just think a Kiss is one of the most sensual things a man and woman can do:-)
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ladyjewelonline today!

Magical date.

She had spent all day on herself, her body glowed from the
Hot shower, her skin was soft and smelt of vanilla from the body cream she had rubbed over her entire body, her hair shone and fell in waves smelling slightly of peaches from the shampoo she used.

She was dressed in a soft flowing gypsy dress and she wore strappy high heals that showed of her feet, her toe nails and finger nails painted a soft peach colour, her lips painted with the same colour lipstick was pouting slightly as she waited in the garden by the oak tree.

The soft rays of the setting sun danced through the branches and a shadow slowly formed, it took shape slowly before her eyes and suddenly her Man was there, he held out his arms and she flew into them, smiled into his eyes and asked in a breatless voice full of excitement,
"where were you i thought you were not coming tonight?"

He answered by crushing her lips in a deep kiss and sweeping her into his arms, walking to the house with her clinging to him, the promise in his eyes all she hoped for.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
How my Man dates me:-)
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ladyjewelonline today!

The dream

She felt herself drift off into the soft darkness, her body relaxed and her mind floated, she sighed and felt Him enter her dream, He came over to her body and stood watching her she could feel His eyes burning her soft skin from her toes, over her legs, up her thighs and under the lace panties covering her bottom, up the small of her back and on to her neck, and suddenly her thick red hair which fell over her shoulder was hot, she felt Him reach out His hand and lift it out of the way, His fingers brushed her shoulder and she shivered, a soft sigh escaped her parted lips, He heard her and she felt Him smile.

His strong hand closed over the back of her neck and His thumb felt her pulse throbbing, His fingers traced her neck, her jaw and the outline of her lips which parted for Him, He smiled and pulled her lower lip down, feeling her breath on his finger, He leaned in slowly and replaced his finger with His lips, gently He kissed her tasting her, His tongue reaching out to prob her mouth open, His lips suddenly crushing her soft mouth and His tongue diving deep and finding hers, she moaned as His hand cupped the back of her neck and held her secure so He could explore her mouth, she was a creature of feeling and decided to breath was not as important if His mouth was breathing life into her as it was now, He lifted His lips a breath away and nibbled her lower lip, then kissed down her neck to the pulse He had found with His fingers earlier, His teeth closed over her neck and she felt the mark He left, her body was alive with feeling, she craved Him, His hand still held he captive, her eyes had not opened and she didn't know what He looked like, but she felt Him, a deep shiver that went from her lips and neck down to her nipples making them throb, she moved her legs and her hands felt restless.

She heard the alarm from far away, it was loud now and she slowly opened her eyes, she looked into strong deep eyes that saw into her soul, He smiled into her and her heart glowed, she sighed and closed her eyes.

She heard the alarm again and her eyes snapped open, He was gone not a trace of the Man lingered, she felt the tear fall, and she felt the lingering affects of her body, sitting up her hand went to her lips and they felt swollen and used, she smiled softly, getting up she went to the mirror and lifted her hair, a small dark red mark showed on her neck right over her pulse, she smiled and remembered Him saying, "when you close your eyes tonight I will come to you and you will know I was there, I will visit in your dreams and keep you safe with me".

She wiped the tear away and smiled softly, He was right she felt Him where only she would very know and today was going to be wonderful.
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
My dreams
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