0rpheus Poetry (36)

The sovereign masters, pain and pleasure
Greatest choice, what we should treasure
Good from evil, as right from wrong
For cause and effect the other one
The natural gift, a governance of two
Greatest amount is given pleasure too
Number up for those natural rights
Of ‘nonsense upon stilts’ he smites
People ruled in utalitarian plight

A young lady both beautiful and smart
A vision, an exceptional work of art
Her laugh, her Lips, her long blonde hair
A perfect picture just standing there
Angels would envy her enchanting smile
I caught her glance that we kept a while

Of our attraction there was no doubt
I had not the courage to ask her out
She patiently and calmly waited
Convinced somehow that we where fated
Then one day she gave up waiting
And bluntly said we should start dating

I remember once when I drove her home
Summers days, clear skies and warm
And at that meeting my heart did say
“I’ve fallen deeply in love today”
We spent the night sat on her parents’ lawn
Talking and cuddling till the break of dawn

We spent a day at Clumber Park
Romantic themes and playful lark
On the way home we went for a meal
And I had planned her heart to steel
I asked the question on that night
The answer made my heart take flight

Through college days when we were parted
Our love grew strong the courtship started
Countless letters penned and posted
And of our love we often boasted
Wedding plans had had some tweaks
Now counting down the last few weeks

Through mist and fog she drove alone
From her college, a lonely journey home
She rang me from a service station
To update me on her current location
Progress was slow but carefully driven
So her lateness was forgiven

A lorry that was travelling far too fast
With a foolishness that’s unsurpassed
Had failed to see the traffic slowing
Or the brake lights that where glowing
I felt her passing even though miles away
A dreadful feeling that had come my way.

It took a long time to recover
Moping and crying on the death of a lover
Eventually I found an inner peace
And my self-pity did finally cease
The promise that I made her on that day
Is the one thing that I’ll never betray.

My friends came round the other day
I suggested a card game we could play
The only deck that we could find
Where Tarot cards, we did not mind
I got a full house, felt excited inside
But on winning the hand, four people died.

A long and lonely walk along the Wolds
To see the spring as it unfolds
Rolling meadows that now are green
With spots of colour to be seen

As daffodils poke through the ground
Perhaps to take a look around
The bluebells cluster all together
As if to seek protection from the weather

I notice the wind and the path it takes
As patterns in the grass it makes
New blossom on the trees like dust
Falls like snow with each fresh gust

Faint sound are carried on the breeze
Of singing birds and rustling trees
And as I reach the bottom of the dell
A babbling brook with tales to tell

Having seen the beauty of this place
Lonely feelings I now replace
In the company of nature at her best
I can’t help feeling, I’m just a guest

A face that only a mother could love
Hair that is matted and full of fleas
I would have likened your voice to a dove
If it didn’t sound like snapping trees

A body that’s curved in all the wrong places
Covered with hair from your head to your toes
Your teeth are all crooked and in need of braces
There’s not enough words to describe your nose

Your temper is fiery and violent at best
You eat like a pig that has hungered to long
Getting up close I really detest
need some fresh air as you really do pong

A day at the zoo has really been great
So much to say I don’t know where to begin
But the monkey enclosure I really do rate
and that big gorilla was ugly as sin

Love can be so many things
starts when hearts find their wings
with every touch and every kiss
a bond is made you can’t dismiss

smile upon her lovely face
grows when ever you embrace
with every little moment filled
a happy soul is soon instilled

kiss so gentle, full of passion
and then gone without compassion
ends as quickly as begun
with ties that now are all undone

a heart that withers but does not die
tear in your eyes will soon be dry

As the sun sets on another day
Nature makes her grand display
Clouds like fire across the sky
Soft white cotton floating by

Such beauty in a fleeting glance
Holds me captive in a trance
Just how fast would I have to race
‘the twilight of the gods’ to chase

I lie awake most every night
Trying to sleep is my only plight
Staring at the ceiling, laid in my bed
Many thought run through my head
So to my GP my symptom I described
Sleeping tablets the doctor prescribed

No longer worrying about staying awake
I noticed my stomach had begun to ache
This bit of discomfort was driving me mad
So to the chemist to see what I had
Ended up I was just constipated
Take laxatives the pharmacist stated

Now to my friends ‘a warning’ I must give
Because that’s one night you shouldn’t relive
The advice was all sound and very good
I think the instructions I misunderstood
I should have seen it with a little foresight
Don’t take both remedies on the same night

Thank you friend for all the times
That you’ve been there for me
For giving freely of yourself
Provided unconditionally

Thank you for your understanding
When things aren’t black and white
For putting me on a pedestal
On the rare times that i'm right

Thank you for the shoulder
I cried upon that day
For the prolonged conversations
And meeting me halfway

Thank you for all the time and effort
The patience that you spend
But most of all I want to thank you
For being my best friend

No river can to its source return
And all must reach the sea
Through its many twist and turns
It meanders purposely

Along the way mountain streams
Begin and join the throng
Spreading out throughout the land
The river growing strong

And finally at the estuary
It hasn’t reached the end
It spreads throughout the ocean
And greets a long lost friend

As with life we can’t go back
We can but soldier on
Experiencing the ups and downs
Till our journeys done

Within our life are many threads
So intricately are sewn
And as one comes to its end
A new one is then shown

No one knows what dreams will come
And what they’re meant to be
They’re out there on the horizon
Between the sun and the sea

This is a beautiful poem so I have posted both the original and a translated version from the Yorkshire dialect.

Words ov Kindness.

'Tis strange 'at fowk will be sich fooils
To mak life net worth livin',
Fermentin' rows, creatin' mooils,
Detractin' an' deceivin'.
To fratch an' worry day an' neet,
Is sewerly wilful blindness,
When weel we know ther's nowt as sweet,
As a few words spoke i' kindness.

Ther is noa heart withaat its grief,
The gayest have some sadness;
But oft a kind word brings relief,
An' sheds a ray ov gladness.
We ought to think of others moor,
Nor ov ther pains be mindless;
We may bring joy to monny a door
Wi' a few words spoke i' kindness.

A peevish spaik, a bitin' jest,
'At may be thowtless spokken,
May be like keen edged dagger prest
Throo some heart nearly brokken.
Then let love be awr rule o' life,
This world's cares we shall find less;
For nowt can put an end to strife,
Like a few words spoke i' kindness.

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It’s strange that folk would be such fools
To make life not worth living
Fermenting rows creating arguments
Detracting and deceiving
To fuss and worry day and night
Is surely deliberate blindness
When will we know there’s nothing as sweet
As a few words spoke in kindness

There isn’t a heart without its grief,
The happiest have some sadness;
But often a kind word brings relief,
And shed a ray of gladness.
We should think of others more,
Not of their pains be mindless;
We can bring joy to many people
With a few words spoken in kindness.

An angry word, an insulting joke,
That may be spoken without thinking,
May be like a sharp dagger pressed
Through some heart that’s nearly broken.
So let love be our rule of life,
This world cares we shall find less;
For nothing can put an end to strife,
Like a few words spoke in kindness.

Bereft of hope when trying to describe a lost and lonely shore
Barriers could not be broken down, robbed of all rapport
No articulated feelings, when we see a beautiful sunset
No resolve to a problem cordially, without a tete-a-tete

No ability to illuminate the plight of the third world
An explanation can’t be given if a tragedy unfurled
No messages of condolence on the passing of a mate
How could we manifest, those feelings that we hate

No descriptive poetry on a rose as it begins to bloom
Can’t elucidate the feeling, when you walk into the room
or communicate the value of what a friendship brings
The lexicon of love, would be empty of many things

Endearing words create in our heart a feeling of amour
So in this silence with no pen to paper, I could not endure.

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