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It may hold something like a "Good bet", (A "Hot Tip")
Though it's contents is supposed to be,
Three fifths of American rubbish...(American for Rubbish..trASH)
Though, part of it can be underneath high tea.....(Tray)

Well there you go guys an gals...told ya it was easy...XXX

If love was hiding in a bowl of cherries
Sweet and enticing, not like un-ripened berries
Could you pick it out, choose the one
Or would you fumble, unsure of some

How do you know where it could be?
If they were all plucked from a single tree
Would it be the one hiding, seeming shy?
Or the cherry that simply took your eye

Does hesitation make you unsure?
That love could hide if it was pure
Why wait, why not pick the fruit
What if its wrong, does not suit

Why choose, why not sample them all
Would you become the vain mans fool
What is the thought that holds you back?
You cannot sight feelings lying in the pack

Indecision will make it pass you on by
If the one that’s right you will not espy
Your heart, not eyes, will leave one in the bowl
For it is the one that shines, a radiant soul

For the answer is not the beauty of the skin
The outside tells you nothing of what lies within
True love can seem to hide in a single cherry
But beware, for the fruits of life are many

You kissed me softly with the dew of the night
Your face shone smartly,a captivating sight.
In sweet morn, you dry these crystal tears
And in night, you mute my mournful fears.

So winged,so holy,so awe divine
A gift from God written with heavenly signs.
As the sweet morning blazed fulgent red
With dreams uncertain,away has fled.

A happy blossom of smiling skies
Your white countenance of purity divine.
Robed with fire and passion upon thy breast
You lay me down my troubled mind to rest.

Your love is cast upon my fainting will
Rushing streams so wild has broken still.
Celestial are thou,weilding the will of God
The most praised jewel of earthly form.

THE ANGEL

What is the meaning of a beautiful mind?
A rarity of beauty simply thoughtful and kind
A Concerning voice for all the worlds ill
A desire to be heard neither quiet nor still

Never a word spoken harshly, or with malice
A white ivory tower set in a crystal palace
Impulsive thoughts to settle all the wrong
Speak up! Don’t dither! Resounding, strong

The purest love for all things living and born
You have your right to exist, it will never scorn
A saving soul for a blue beautiful world
Battered by mankind with their greed unfurled

We see the blood flow from your questions
A haemorrhage of concern seeking suggestions
Neither ceasing nor resigning from your quest
A determination of steel to seek out our best

A beautiful mind never demands exemption
Just justice imploring us our redemption
Never hiding from truth, demanding the facts
Moralising without impunity, never ceasing in acts

What is the meaning of a beautiful mind?
A caring person requiring us our bind
Fighting for right not fearing exclusion
A statue of Liberty with no illusion

It is not because you are beautiful
Or that look I see within your eyes
Or the height of every wistful willow
That reaches so far unto the skies
It is not because the world goes round
And all the seas lap around your toes
Or the merry go round that makes you smile
Or that lovely crinkle you have in your nose
It is not because you walk with grace
And blades of grass bow to your wake
And every mighty mountain trembles
From the soft footsteps that you take
It is not because the snows will melt
From the pure radiance of your glow
Or the hunger of the parched Serengeti
Will bleed anew as you make rivers flow
It is not because you are beautiful
That the Sun shines down every day
And every blade of grass that is cut
Turns into the most glorious yellow hay
It is not because the world goes round
That makes life every brand new day
It is just because
You are you

My face is a map
That traces, so accurately
The journey
Of my life
Like old roads
Carved out of hope
Trying to lead somewhere
Now tired and worn
Always remaining
Beyond repair
Fading into the past
Before the journey
Had barely travelled
Lightly trodden paths
Often fondly remembered
For that one single moment
When they crossed
Each other’s destiny
They left such little trace
But measured together
Provide so many memories
Of long lost desires

The ravines of past loves
So very deep
Etched from sadness
As ever growing rifts
Drifting further apart
Wrenched from pain
And scarred with sorrow
With impassable rivers
Born of tears
That had bled
From eyes
That had seen
Futility

But hope
Is an emotion
Where desires
Can see further
Than futility
For this map
Has one last space
To be fulfilled
And complete
The journey of life
And when that final river
Crosses my face
And flows
Into nothingness
All I will ever know
Is it will never
Be as deep
As yours

~in a moment. . .
a slight glance happens. . . .
will they
have they
do they-connect. . . .

a quick ripple of thought soften's the eye's. . . .
a moment of chance.......
for two unaware
of thought those eyes share . . . .

what it'd be like fingers entwined
under the moon, beach, blanket an time. . . .
a walk to the market
a bike built for two . . . .

what's the other thinking

could it be you. . . .

that moment could it ever...............
become a lifetime~

~ Bentlee ~

Maybe someday you will come my way
In the passing wind where two hearts can play
To seek life’s journey fed by loves lust
Creating dreams that could not turn to dust

Travelling the oceans driven by need
Two thirsty hearts that no longer wish to bleed
I look out my window to glimpse your smile
I feel your impending closeness mile after mile

What passion drives me to risk all for bliss
Passing moments hope to capture a stolen kiss
Does the wind of chance carry my thoughts of hope?
Could horse drawn chariots crest the slippery slope?

Would the winds of time change my thoughts?
Are those precious moments of desire ever caught?
Would a passing clouds whispers capture my wish?
You in my arms that absolute pure heavenly bliss

How I long and yearn for your sparkling eyes
Captured like stars in the night time skies
Your ruby red lips in sunsets orange lights glow
Would entrance my passion and loving gift flow

Then maybe some day I will see your glimmer
In a desert storm cast in lights hazy shimmer
But until that day my heart will always wait
For everlasting passion standing at true loves gate

The seas had receded, but they took their time
As if opening that fine bottle of wine
Meant so very little to the uncouth
Ah the blessings of a wasted youth

That had not yet drunk from the cup of wisdom
So our little world was still their kingdom
But the seas would return, sometimes in a rage
And youth would become man, but still no sage

For they still did not savour Chateau Neuf Du Pap
They preferred the rage still to the gentle lap
But give them time, like all fine matured things
They learn perhaps circles are actually rings

But wisdom of age is not the sanctuary of the fool
He learns that the steadiest seat is the three legged stool
But like fine wine the young will eventually mellow
And understand a raging sea is not a good bedfellow

Hasten not though to drink from the sea of tranquillity
Do not let those learning years pass in mediocrity
Read Kipling’s IF as you breathe in the air
And those seas may then be calm and treat you fair

For real learning is not always in a philosophy book
It is in those people you thought old and mistook
For they only fish where the cormorants would circle
For the long race was won not by the hare but the turtle

For time and patience has taught them many things
They learn that not all circles are necessarily rings
Drink slowly the wine and savour the taste
And you just may find those years have not gone to waste

RIP dod: 9/17/2017

God has a new Angel in Heaven today
Leaving his poetry friends astray
Lost without our Castle leader Café
The knights are sad and the maidens afraid

Café Jim brightened all our days with fun
He also strengthened our Spirits with love
He never judged but treated everyone equally
Giving his friendship and his love freely

Greatly missed in this corner of the world
You were one of God’s rare black pearls
Heaven has gained a wonderful Knight
The Castles up there will surely come alive

To all our loved ones in Heaven watch out above
Café Jim is there now – surround him with love
If you wonder how you might find him up there
Look for an Angel with a Halo slightly bent over his ear

Love - Godprincess and all your friends at CS Poetry Corner
October 1, 2017