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Seven roses
Mondays rose I left on
your doorstep hoping to
make you smile
The white rose of Tuesday
I pinned to your blouse for
purity in times of trial
Wednesdays black rose tokened
warning for ominous skys so
bleak
Thursdays yellow peddles were
for the love we dearly seek
Fridays blue rose is your
phoenix rising again
Saturdays pink rose is for
love we need to mend
And Sundays rose of eclectic
colours merge all the roses
by fire..
Yes, it's Sundays rose refining
the heart..a rose that can soar
no higher~
your doorstep hoping to
make you smile
The white rose of Tuesday
I pinned to your blouse for
purity in times of trial
Wednesdays black rose tokened
warning for ominous skys so
bleak
Thursdays yellow peddles were
for the love we dearly seek
Fridays blue rose is your
phoenix rising again
Saturdays pink rose is for
love we need to mend
And Sundays rose of eclectic
colours merge all the roses
by fire..
Yes, it's Sundays rose refining
the heart..a rose that can soar
no higher~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Roses of love and trial~
Join Me
Join me and we'll rake over my frustrations for a while
Shatter my allusions
Batter my confusions
Leave me with contusions
Join me and we'll try to put the world to rights
Build more bridges
Get rid of old fridges
In time save more stitches
Join me and together we'll make love along the shore
Find tenderness in the act
Make true a tearful fact
Leave behind tact
Join me and we'll find a new and happy life for us
Build houses made of stone
A place to call our home
To never feel alone
Join me and we'll be together
Just for now and forever
What more could I want...
Shatter my allusions
Batter my confusions
Leave me with contusions
Join me and we'll try to put the world to rights
Build more bridges
Get rid of old fridges
In time save more stitches
Join me and together we'll make love along the shore
Find tenderness in the act
Make true a tearful fact
Leave behind tact
Join me and we'll find a new and happy life for us
Build houses made of stone
A place to call our home
To never feel alone
Join me and we'll be together
Just for now and forever
What more could I want...
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
Another old love poem...Look past me
I looked at you once or twice
but you never met my gaze
I'm far too shy
to say 'hi'...
I saw you in Tesco last week
but came over feeling all weak
too meek...
and mild...
It just takes me time to kick in...
Is that really so much of a sin?
to begin...
...slowly?
I have a sense of humour you know?
It just takes a while to show.
and when it does...
...well
So I'm sorry we didn't kick it off
get past shy and I'm quite a laugh
But no, not today
walk away...
but you never met my gaze
I'm far too shy
to say 'hi'...
I saw you in Tesco last week
but came over feeling all weak
too meek...
and mild...
It just takes me time to kick in...
Is that really so much of a sin?
to begin...
...slowly?
I have a sense of humour you know?
It just takes a while to show.
and when it does...
...well
So I'm sorry we didn't kick it off
get past shy and I'm quite a laugh
But no, not today
walk away...
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
Something I wrote through boredom this evening.A New Life (for Emily)
The sodden leaves lie rusting on the ground
Decay - a promise of new life in the spring
The last of the summer swallows headed south
The morning rhime heralding winter's fearful chill
New life dawns within the womb of you
Her dreams and hopes and life yet to fulfil
To draw a breath and bring the world to sight
Bring comfort on the long, cold, lonely nights
The storms of life and all that loving brings
Sweet pleasures like swallows on the wing
When headed off to seek the warmer climes
To change our lives and bring on better times
Decay - a promise of new life in the spring
The last of the summer swallows headed south
The morning rhime heralding winter's fearful chill
New life dawns within the womb of you
Her dreams and hopes and life yet to fulfil
To draw a breath and bring the world to sight
Bring comfort on the long, cold, lonely nights
The storms of life and all that loving brings
Sweet pleasures like swallows on the wing
When headed off to seek the warmer climes
To change our lives and bring on better times
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
A poem I wrote for my friend Helen when she was pregnant with her daughter Emily.Older
Time just makes me older
Never bolder,
Infrequently wiser...
Maybe a miser
with my love.
I refuse to think sensibly
it's me
a facet on a coarsely cut stone
so atone
but feel more at home? but how?
I can only be poetic
it's pathetic
I'm defeated.
My value's badly meted,
I'm defeated
Never bolder,
Infrequently wiser...
Maybe a miser
with my love.
I refuse to think sensibly
it's me
a facet on a coarsely cut stone
so atone
but feel more at home? but how?
I can only be poetic
it's pathetic
I'm defeated.
My value's badly meted,
I'm defeated
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Last one for today - maybe one or two more tomorrow - never mind, I'll run out soon :oPMemory
I remember a sermon
about good intention paving
the priest raving
soul saving
money craving
I remember words that fell
from my fathers mouth
wasted on youth
obviously truth
all gone south
I remember my first love
a new way to see life
so I got me a wife
and tried to survive
but it was too much strife
So there are many memories
abiding in my head
friends long dead
children fed
relationships dry bled
Glancing back now I see
the mistakes I made
in the plans I laid
but now they fade
they never really stayed
about good intention paving
the priest raving
soul saving
money craving
I remember words that fell
from my fathers mouth
wasted on youth
obviously truth
all gone south
I remember my first love
a new way to see life
so I got me a wife
and tried to survive
but it was too much strife
So there are many memories
abiding in my head
friends long dead
children fed
relationships dry bled
Glancing back now I see
the mistakes I made
in the plans I laid
but now they fade
they never really stayed
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Posted: Jan 2012
Post CommentA Misty Morning
It all just comes to a stop.
Smoke blown in to the moisture laden morning air...
Hanging there before my eyes...
It's message not lost to me, but perhaps ignored.
The sun never quite giving the feeling
of a day begun in earnest.
No stirring from brittle branches
moistened and heavy from the morning mist.
But still birdsong falls like rainbow rain
the small lives hidden from view but there.
A persistant primrose refusing to give ground to the season
- still fighting to flower – a droplet of colour in the grey
Are these a message to me?
Did I miss something when I cast my eye over the world?
Perhaps I didn't,
but did I really see?
Smoke blown in to the moisture laden morning air...
Hanging there before my eyes...
It's message not lost to me, but perhaps ignored.
The sun never quite giving the feeling
of a day begun in earnest.
No stirring from brittle branches
moistened and heavy from the morning mist.
But still birdsong falls like rainbow rain
the small lives hidden from view but there.
A persistant primrose refusing to give ground to the season
- still fighting to flower – a droplet of colour in the grey
Are these a message to me?
Did I miss something when I cast my eye over the world?
Perhaps I didn't,
but did I really see?
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Posted: Jan 2012
Post CommentBriefs or Boxers?
So which is best?
Briefs or boxers?
It's the ultimate question really...
Briefs - lightweight, cool in summer...
never get a wedgie
and generally cheaper.
Boxers - close fit, not loose,
still plenty of support,
warmer, yet cooler?
I've given it 45 years...
well 35 really...
ten years of M&S Superman Y-Fronts preceded...
OK, so black lycra boxers
for now
but later maybe back to briefs.
Ahhh the eternal dilema.
why can't there just be...
one choice?
Briefs or boxers?
It's the ultimate question really...
Briefs - lightweight, cool in summer...
never get a wedgie
and generally cheaper.
Boxers - close fit, not loose,
still plenty of support,
warmer, yet cooler?
I've given it 45 years...
well 35 really...
ten years of M&S Superman Y-Fronts preceded...
OK, so black lycra boxers
for now
but later maybe back to briefs.
Ahhh the eternal dilema.
why can't there just be...
one choice?
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Just a bit of fun so you don't all think I'm some deep dark melancholic freak... Oh - your opinions on the dilema would be appreciated :o)Love Clock
The love clock tells
no time
No hours have passed
Not even a chime
Between past and future
in the eternal now
Loves timeless face
will forever smile~
no time
No hours have passed
Not even a chime
Between past and future
in the eternal now
Loves timeless face
will forever smile~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Written in no time at all..lol.The Poisoned Chalice - To be read aloud
BROKEN, BURNED, SHATTERED
TORN, SCARRED AND TWISTED
ASHEN, GREY, DARK
BLEAK, HOLLOW, VOID
CRYING, ASHAMED, HIDING
RUNNING, SHOUTING, SCREAMING!
DEATHLY, LIFELESS, SORROWFUL
PAINED, BLEEDING, DYING
TERRIFYING, REFLECTIVE, INSIDIOUS
POROUS, INTROSPECTIVE MIND!
TORN, SCARRED AND TWISTED
ASHEN, GREY, DARK
BLEAK, HOLLOW, VOID
CRYING, ASHAMED, HIDING
RUNNING, SHOUTING, SCREAMING!
DEATHLY, LIFELESS, SORROWFUL
PAINED, BLEEDING, DYING
TERRIFYING, REFLECTIVE, INSIDIOUS
POROUS, INTROSPECTIVE MIND!
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
This is a poem about something that is equally a curse and a gift and should be read aloud. When I read it to myself I still shiver on the last word.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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