For every Swing of the pendulum a
Clicking of the pawl and ring, a tiny
Turning of the outer band Offset
Gears enclosed within
Ticking one sixtieth less in arc
Encroaching the next hour
Restless heart disquieting tone a
Clapping of the cymbal pans, the
Crisscross motion sticks to drums Four
Chambers charged for rapid bursts
With the last quake held in suspension
Distinct tho' distant Thunder Roll
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
metered prose? Only the clock-dial knows.
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I see you sitting by the shore,
Your lullaby rings in my ears.
I knew our love was ever more,
But still you saw my tears.
You coddled me with plea and silk,
I sang our song in turn.
I found you to be a strange ilk,
I took my chance to learn.
We walked along until sea’s end,
And turned on tip and toe.
We smile once and then we bend,
My memories faint are so.
So sweet our love we hope to keep,
Like bird sweet to ear and sight.
We thought our love would surely reap,
Like a lovers special rite.
We walk around in circle clear,
The elements bless our accord,
Sweet to smell the sage does sear,
Any consequence we find we afford.
Our song is soon bound to soul,
Your lullaby is our duet,
As years go on our times will toll,
Just like Russian roulette,
Year seventy is the first shot,
That bug held my heart,
Seventy-five is the slot,
Where I read your surgery chart.
But soon we hear those faithful bells,
Of course right before the bang,
We will hear the cleric tell,
But I only heard what you sang.
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Posted: Jul 2009
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I felt sad when I wrote this, because in reality, eventually, we all die and leave loved ones behind. But I was happy too, because being with someone to the very end, may make life so happy, that when you die its just another thing you share with that someone. So really, death doesn't have to be a sad thing. At least I don't believe so.
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its simple .its just life . its going to the park .with your kids ..this is not a poem .but to tell people just enjoy .the simple things .the things I rember I daughter sad when .my wife when awall .dad we still have eacher .and dad with with a young girl comes running down the stairs after a wash .her kidey did not fall out ..I had a choce of pphonring 999 or my mammy ..thank god for maaa
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Posted: Dec 2019
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if you a baby read aboub it
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I cannot
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,
I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules
Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep
Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain
I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth
I still cannot fall asleep...
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Posted: Jun 2018
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Ive written it some time ago. But the problem is still with me......
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We are travlin
this road
together
and there's love here
to discover
WHO WE ARE
And together
we possess
all the knowledge
to recover,
what we were missing
when we were growing
TO WHO WE ARE
Let's go back now
to where
was
lost
that little
child
in each of
us
So we can
nurture
one another
to the greatness
OF WHO WE ARE
And we can heal those
who come
behind us
with all the love
that
we possess
cause our gentle
ness together
is teaching us.
Then some day
we'll look around us
and see the joy
that
God intended
when He placed us
on this earth
Cause that image
of Christ
within us,
IS....
WHO WE ARE
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Posted: Jan 2010
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The gnomes they're in their gnomey homes
the elves have ceased to ring
there's nothing on the radio
the kids have taken wing
Santa is a long way off
Easter Bunny's done his thing
the TV's one big disaster zone
so we just have to sing
"There's a lull in the poetry
ring-a-ding-a-ling
there's four hundred little poetry scribes
and we haven't seen a thing, Woah!"
Turning up the music now
so I can do the fling
the neighbour thinks I've lost the plot
I'm dancing in my bling
we have to get more poetry
who wants to be the King
without a little poetry
we'll just have to sing
"There's a lull in the poetry
ring-a-ding-a-ling
there's four hundred little poetry scribes
and we haven't seen a thing, Woah!"
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Posted: Aug 2021
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la la la la la
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Author: Unknown
happy new year my friend..
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Posted: Dec 2016
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I wish I could always be with you.
Wrapping my arms around you
I constantly think about you.
I miss you and I love you!
Good Morning my Sweetheart
You are my life,
You are my everything
A day without you
Is like a day without sunshine
I love you! Good Morning
You are one special girl
You can take my breath away
With you, I can look forward to tomorrow
I forget all the sadness and sorrow.
I love you, dear. Good Morning
A morning text does not simply mean,
“Good morning.”
Rather, it comes with the silent loving
message,
“I think of you when I wake up.”
Good Morning my dear.
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It´s pleasant to spend time sleeping out,
waking up,
don`t have to jump up in a hurry, cozy breakfast,
enough time doing things for yourself, everything you have to do
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
You must always be healthy and earn money and feed your children and
get up early when they need to go to school
of yourse, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
That´s why I don`t have children and a man,
for living free without obligations and constraints
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I have a colleage who has seven children and she gets up at half past three in the morning to carry the daily newspaper around before she wakes the children;
The youngest she still has to dress and prepares breakfast.
Then she goes cleaning in five different places until evening at half past ten
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
May be, that I missed something in my life without raising my own children;
If I had found the right father of my children
and now my biological clock has expired
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
I feel in love with you
because you were good to me like no one before.
You did it out of pity and that´s why you don´t want to meet me anymore because our love has no future.
(that´s a painful experience of my last encounter)
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
At first it was new and very lovely and then less and less until nothing.
Ended a year ago.
And now he is with a woman who speaks the same native language.
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
It´s only when I fall in love with someone else that I may forget him.
I havn`t met anyone who is that good.
I feel lovesick and my abdomen hurts to demand.
Of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away
Women need to be able to relax and drop to be satisfied,
need a man who strives for her
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
You are a young, strong, tall man with dark skin colored shapely body,
with which you radiate warmth and security,
where you feel comfortable and whom you like to caress and entwined in
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won´t turn you away
In the beginning was the curiosity and the desire to try.
Well, it was phantastic for me,
but I noticed you felt more and more repelled by my old,
flabbied, wrinkled body
of course, my dear,
if you fancy me,
I won`t turn you away~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2021
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Yours is a face of an Angel
Throbbing in my heart
Pulsating in my veins
You're the contents of my dreams
Yet too far from reality
Those vivid scenes
Just like a cloud that keep on
changing forms
The moment I blink
The moment I breath
You're like a book I keep browsing your chapter
You're like a song
That I can't finish the lyrics but
The moment I feel your kiss
I can go back to earth
Though I know you're just there somewhere
I 'm hoping when you wake up one day
And you close your eyes
You can see me there
Because I am just like a bird now
That cannot fly
When I gave you my wings
For you to live
But till now you're still unreach
And now I am starting to melt
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Posted: Dec 2017
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To my ghost of memries
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Rain beating like a drum against the roof of your heart the dragons are yet to depart.....
Words left to be unspoken tear our minds apart....
New years unbroken yet to be made.....
The devils a waiting yet to be paid....
The fire burns but smokes with fear....
The animal is trapped yet the hunters are near.....
The nights a come but the stars dont shine.....
When in God's true love time will a heart ever belong to mine.
P.s true love is worth waiting for always.
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Posted: Jan 2023
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A story
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