My Love she cried a swollen tear today,
And I her stallworth honour did defend,
A friend that she knew well has gone away,
The wounds of this cruel hurt I tried to mend.
I stood beside her in that sad distress,
For those sad thoughts she found it hard to snub,
I know she would protect like lioness,
If it were me, and I her offspring cub.
I feel our friendship moved and grew from this,
This ladies patient grace did me beguile,
And on her lips I'd place a fervent kiss,
Those same sad lips that now do hold a smile.
Within my thumping heart today she hides,
Pure sunshine now where e're she is, resides.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Just a little support when needed !
I won't be leaving the corner forever,
I'll be in and out.....Mick.
Thanks for all the well wishes,
Especially you Christina x
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Yon lofty hills, dear lingering youth,
when we climbed life's sisyphean slope,
amid tumbling rocks, yet struggled on in hope,
now, backward glance on labours oft uncouth,
each blind day, we, green faith applied
upon the anvil of life's harsh forged sway,
each and every aching limb, relentlessly applied
the burning coals, to fire destiny's unspoken play,
to climb the summits unattainable spoils,
such salad days, inspired by trackless spheres aloft,
passion filed, like as when, both lover and artist toils,
flew on wings when life was green and soft,
yet, despite the woes and destiny our present foe,
we sallied forth to Autumn's coloured glow.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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a backward glance on life.
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Run to my open arms, they'll gently squeeze,
And we will gaze into the rippling pond,
The fragrance of your rose is on the breeze,
Reflected in the pool, two hearts so fond.
This kiss we share today a precious thing,
The bows of our Love tree bend down with fruit,
Two lofty turtle doves are on the wing,
White knuckled hands conjoined without refute.
We wander o'er the bridge to leafy lane,
Our Love we did express in Nature's palm,
Deep feelings poured that we could not contain,
In mutual release we found our balm.
Sated now, we lie in joyous bliss,
While falling deeper still in Love's abyss.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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I'm just in Love !
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Methinks within each heart is but a womb,
to treasure hold, thereby conceiving captivate,
what once was sterile, infertile, desolate,
the flowered hope of love's own nurtured bloom
'tis but fair comparison to awakening morn,
whence in quietude shines Heaven's golden eye,
forsakes the abysmal chariot of night's black sky,
sheen shone, saffron paints the dew hung dawn,
thus honoured we, with one fleeting breath divine,
ides of hope abound, the heart to contemplate,
as oft, riches beyond wealth bequeathed in hours late,
neglected! then wander we, in thirst of love's rich wine,
Should thus, destiny deal four aces kind,
the ace of hearts, far better you'll find.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
²written to express the hope on new found love in the Autumn of our days
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Eyes I spoke of once, words that burnt then,
hands that cupped soft thy lovely face,
took me from myself for such a space
of time, marked me out from other men,
the waving hair of unmixed gold that shone
amid smiles that flashed with Angelic rays,
used to make this earth, a paradise ablaze,
are but now a little dust, all feeling gone,
I grief stricken, its darkness foreign to me,
alone where light I cherished never shows
in that fragile bark strewn on tempestuous sea,
so, let my loving song come to a close,
as this my Lyric turns to tearful sigh,
the vein of my accustomed art is dry.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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This but a futile to express grief, there are many amonst you who can pen better.
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Against a Cumbrian sunset statuesque,
In slanted beams she beckons me to grace,
Breathtaking views, the ink of nature's desk,
My heart to pen a smile upon her face.
Majestic jagged hills oft' touch a cloud,
Stooping to the lakelands deepened soul,
Penrith wraps our Love in scented shroud,
Sweet English rose, my Irish heart you stole.
Blinded by the beauty that surrounds,
None more fair than her pale countenance,
I on her blowing tresses place a crown,
To celebrate our close poetic dance.
Fond moments that I dream can't come too soon,
When yonder we will kiss to nature's swoon.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Thank you Orientalkoru for the challenge.
It's my dream to travel to the lake district
in England.
This poem is for Christina who lives there.
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How first I grazed upon your outward view,
a perfected bloom in full maturity,
where, smiles upon thy countenance ever grew
wider far than the sea's untamed enormity,
clothed the common air with moonlight's pearly blue,
that vanished not with life's troubled hours,
thy being, e'er bright eyed as exotic flowers,
loiters long, rich bathed by twilight's hue,
yet thy presence like as the sun full glowing,
that dress harsh winter in it's golden light,
within thy heart, flourish green fields delight,
yet alas! the world would pass without full knowing,
Such is this truth that rides the Ocean's swell,
Such is this truth, this poet pen doth tell.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Just a Love Letter.
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Pounding of the nails sealing for all time
Idle fascination is it a crime
Noise of children at play mirrored sounds
Old man silenced who was well past his prime
Still upon the ground barely breathing bird
Twisted wounded broken wing still can fly
Wind gently blowing bringing back to life
Soaring back to life leaving behind cry
A circle no ending no beginning
Rain producing rainbows for all to see
Peace love happiness is yours if you want
Life projects what you give is what you be
A closing of the door a brand new start
Loving life with a clean pureness of heart
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Us again, this new beginning.
You have returned and so has the light.
Like the morning bird my heart is singing,
Gone is the dark, gone is the night.
Now lost is found and old is new,
Offence forgotten tears have dried,
Like sunshine does to morning dew.
With you once more, I feel alive.
This thought remains inside my head,
What will fortune bring to this new life?
I dare not say but wish instead,
For the promise of a future bright!
Sadness you can promptly leave,
Gladness you have brought reprieve.
J.S.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Love returns!
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My fair lady, cry to your hearts' content,
I'll cup my hands and, ev'ry tear capture,
Pain is the thing which the heart doth contend,
'Til time can heal and settle the matter.
But if tears must fall from your angel eyes,
Let joy be the reason rivers do flow,
Therein we will bathe and be sanctified,
As we become one, two halves become whole.
Let laughter replace all sadness within,
'Til vision is blurred so eyes cannot see,
And Glad cracks an angel face with a grin,
'Til drops become puddles; rivers, the sea.
Full of glee like a child on grandpas' knee,
When your tears do flow let them wash o'er me!
JS
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
I would that u only cry tears of joy and laughter...
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