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SNAP JUDGEMENT
Milan Springtime
Twilight
From my window
I see four men
formally suited
with raised fists
and open mouths
My camera is set
One finger prods one shoulder
one foot advances
I ‘CLICK’.
All those in the street
have turned towards them
as their song
graces the early evening.
Twilight
From my window
I see four men
formally suited
with raised fists
and open mouths
My camera is set
One finger prods one shoulder
one foot advances
I ‘CLICK’.
All those in the street
have turned towards them
as their song
graces the early evening.
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Posted: Jan 2022
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A part of me
Nervously,I sat on the beach
This is the first time we would meet
The little girl ran to the water
She looked like just like my daughter
Her eyes sparkled
Her lips formed a pout
Leaving me no doubt
It was she I’ve waited to meet
My heart skipped a beat
She quickly came running to me
She gave me a hug
My heart she tugged
She was like a little dove
She was the girl I had always loved
She held my hand
Our feet in the sand
This is the first time we would meet
The little girl ran to the water
She looked like just like my daughter
Her eyes sparkled
Her lips formed a pout
Leaving me no doubt
It was she I’ve waited to meet
My heart skipped a beat
She quickly came running to me
She gave me a hug
My heart she tugged
She was like a little dove
She was the girl I had always loved
She held my hand
Our feet in the sand
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Posted: Jan 2022
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My inner child
The road to Killybegs
Last drinks in Ballyshannon
'fore we set out for Killybegs
for the fishin's fine
in Killybegs
for me 'n Seumas
and on the road
he is humming
sweet songs from Aengus
for it is the want of Lir
to have us sea driftin'
safe from the Morrígan
and banshees
on the road
and there now
the little lights
of Donegal
'fore we set out for Killybegs
for the fishin's fine
in Killybegs
for me 'n Seumas
and on the road
he is humming
sweet songs from Aengus
for it is the want of Lir
to have us sea driftin'
safe from the Morrígan
and banshees
on the road
and there now
the little lights
of Donegal
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
So many Irish on this site, why not write of the Emerald land??
online today!No words
Daddy wont you keep me safe, daddy wont you keep me safe, Im only two, I depend on you, daddy wont you keep me safe.
Daddy, please dont walk away, daddy stay with me today, daddy dont go, I love you so, daddy please, dont you know?
Daddy, please dont walk away, daddy stay with me today, daddy dont go, I love you so, daddy please, dont you know?
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Posted: Jan 2022
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Cheers mate
That's ma word
Give thanks
I give thanks for you
And you and you and you
And yes you too
And oh yes, giving thanks for me too
This thanks more than just a positive vibration
This thanks bursts banks of any negative situation
So
Thank you very much
Yes indeed
Gratitude unlocks n blossoms the seed
Can't stop the weed
From mingling n lingering
Nurture the seed so the weed won't be hindering
Thank you for the weed
Thank you for the flower
Thank you for every second minute n hour
Thanks is power
Lika bulletproof vest
I care it n wear it so nut'n can test
Though they always try
I
Give thanks for the test too
The energy of this thanks literally breeding skies blue
All I can say is thank you
Give thanks
I give thanks for you
And you and you and you
And yes you too
And oh yes, giving thanks for me too
This thanks more than just a positive vibration
This thanks bursts banks of any negative situation
So
Thank you very much
Yes indeed
Gratitude unlocks n blossoms the seed
Can't stop the weed
From mingling n lingering
Nurture the seed so the weed won't be hindering
Thank you for the weed
Thank you for the flower
Thank you for every second minute n hour
Thanks is power
Lika bulletproof vest
I care it n wear it so nut'n can test
Though they always try
I
Give thanks for the test too
The energy of this thanks literally breeding skies blue
All I can say is thank you
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Posted: Jan 2022
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If from sleep
I awaken
I'm alive
If I never wake up again
I'm dead - which however
I cannot experience
I think this is unfair
and to offer Death
its fair share of existence
I now rename ‘Life’
‘Death’
At last I can enjoy
the 'un-happenable'
(I often wondered
what it would be like!)
I awaken
I'm alive
If I never wake up again
I'm dead - which however
I cannot experience
I think this is unfair
and to offer Death
its fair share of existence
I now rename ‘Life’
‘Death’
At last I can enjoy
the 'un-happenable'
(I often wondered
what it would be like!)
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Posted: Jan 2022
Post CommentContains Quinine
Quaffing tonic water
pleasant kind of sour
quells the muscle spasms
in the midnight hour
..well my Mum swears by it and she's 84
worked for me last night..
hold up I'm here for a poem:
Letter to Castro
24 February 1962
Dear Comandante
Death to the imperialists
death to all capitalist counter revolutionaries
death to the gringos
and their failed attempt on your shores
trust not Khrushchev
may you continue to be
hung like a horse
in your green fatigues
and carry the beard
of the mercenary
may the sisters
continue to fall for you
may sugar rise
send more cigars
Viva la revolución
Che
pleasant kind of sour
quells the muscle spasms
in the midnight hour
..well my Mum swears by it and she's 84
worked for me last night..
hold up I'm here for a poem:
Letter to Castro
24 February 1962
Dear Comandante
Death to the imperialists
death to all capitalist counter revolutionaries
death to the gringos
and their failed attempt on your shores
trust not Khrushchev
may you continue to be
hung like a horse
in your green fatigues
and carry the beard
of the mercenary
may the sisters
continue to fall for you
may sugar rise
send more cigars
Viva la revolución
Che
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
Tonic water and Cuba
online today!Life in dreams
Don't ask me what I see
In my dreams.
Because they
Are like the sun
Behind a huge cloud,
Like the wind
In an endless field,
Like golden wine.
There high in the sky
I can see
Unknown faces and beloved ones,
You also live there
In my dreams.
Enchanted eyes,
Wandering sparks,
Flickering thoughts ...
My dreams are like mist
They are not always clear.
But there i feel i exist
And I warm up in the alleys of spring
And you are always near
When I come back , I feel like i die.
I cannot explain why
I come back...
Dreams, dreams...
In my dreams.
Because they
Are like the sun
Behind a huge cloud,
Like the wind
In an endless field,
Like golden wine.
There high in the sky
I can see
Unknown faces and beloved ones,
You also live there
In my dreams.
Enchanted eyes,
Wandering sparks,
Flickering thoughts ...
My dreams are like mist
They are not always clear.
But there i feel i exist
And I warm up in the alleys of spring
And you are always near
When I come back , I feel like i die.
I cannot explain why
I come back...
Dreams, dreams...
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Posted: Jan 2022
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Sometimes i really don"t want to wake up.....THE PERSIAN PETARD
In a Tehran hotel I asked for a room
“a small one if possible please”
A young man with keys escorted me up
a couple of flights selected a door and went in
He told me the price and concealing my shock
I decided on saving my face
by requesting ‘a smaller one still’
Off we went up and selected another
He ushered me in and asked me if this one would do
I said that it would and holding my breath
I asked him the price
“The same as the other” he pleasantly said
I swallowed my pride laboriously squeezing out the words
“and cheaper?” to which he replied “Certainly: this one, sir.”
Later viewing all from my lofty vista I reflected on
'the humiliation of the hoisted’.
“a small one if possible please”
A young man with keys escorted me up
a couple of flights selected a door and went in
He told me the price and concealing my shock
I decided on saving my face
by requesting ‘a smaller one still’
Off we went up and selected another
He ushered me in and asked me if this one would do
I said that it would and holding my breath
I asked him the price
“The same as the other” he pleasantly said
I swallowed my pride laboriously squeezing out the words
“and cheaper?” to which he replied “Certainly: this one, sir.”
Later viewing all from my lofty vista I reflected on
'the humiliation of the hoisted’.
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Posted: Jan 2022
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My eyes are brown not blue
My eyes are brown not blue
They may not be an ocean or a lake to swim in.
But they show my soul is down to earth
Though blue can be exciting and true
My eyes are brown not blue.
They may not be an ocean or a lake to swim in.
But they show my soul is down to earth
Though blue can be exciting and true
My eyes are brown not blue.
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Posted: Jan 2022
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I think I was in 7th grade when I wrote this poem. I always wanted to have blue eyes I always thought they were so pretty. But I knew I was beautiful inside even with my brown eyes.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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