Through the night I do see your reflection,
in the pool made by love's tears that you cry,
in my heart, they would have their collection,
when they were gone, your heart would surely fly.
Take my dark hand and walk into starlight,
with your dark man make all your dreams to bloom,
stars in your hair, an ethereal light,
you shine so bright, within Heaven's vaulted room.
Passions, desires, they shall flow in delight,
love fills the heart and gone is strife and care,
you shall ever shine in sun or moonlight,
a star in life, your beauty you shall share.
In my vision, such a beauteous sight,
you, my angel, light up my every night.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
Something I did write for someone really special, some years back.
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Elysian Dreams.
Let us dance through our Elysian dreams.
through starlit night and daylight’s sunbeams,
where colours of the rainbow, alive before sight,
give you Faith to walk in daylight.
Where Love is ever fresh and bold,
our Love story, forever told,
my darling, held in your embrace,
wherever we are within Love’s space.
I lose myself within the softest brown eyes,
to be in your embrace is paradise,
come now my Love, our passions flow,
under God’s watch, our Love does grow
My beloved, we love in starry beams,
Within the desire of Elysian dreams.
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
One I write a while back, when the heart was dancing.
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Continuation...........
On the second level, merchants' homes and shops arrayed,
here were homes, of richer bearing, belonging to the more powerful,
mini palaces, with minarets adorning their heads, of purest gold,
the scents of the Orient, here they did waft on the air, intoxicating.
Each scent mingled with the next, inducing peace, a gentle narcotic,
Listen, mighty ones, the sounds of trade ever singing,
these mini palaces had indoor bathing facilities for the inhabitants,
beautiful mini gardens, behind these dwellings, such beauty.
Now look, see in your mind's eye, level three, the communal gardens,
they were lush, green areas, surrounded by Kaleidoscopic colour,
there were shapes and descriptions, of all kinds of exotic plants,
they seemed, painted onto this scene, by a master's hands.
so skillfully crafted, these gardens of love, peaceful to the mind,
there were trees of mighty girth, lifting their many arms in praise of the Gods,
there were secluded, hidden areas, those areas for lovers to be left alone,
indeed, I, as your Bard, I tell you, all desires were catered for.
On the fourth level, homes for the palace staff, grandiose buildings,
virtual palaces, as close as could be to the merchant's homes in style,
from golden window casings, the Badicha plain could be viewed complete,
the inhabitants blessed, the splendour of love's dreams theirs.
In dwellings fit for mighty kings, they lived out their lives.
within your minds, know that all knew love and joy within Alahsar,
These homes had larger bathing areas within,
sounds of joy did ever sound within each dwelling, happy people.
Lords and Ladies, lift up your horns to the splendour that is Alahsar,
to that most beautiful jewel, under a low, midnight sun,
on level five, the king's palace and its vast gardens stand-alone,
the great golden glory, of he, known only as the golden king.
Lift up your horns, all you who hearken to my words,
drink the blessed mead and in your hearts, ever, Alahsar remember,
In one mighty cry may our voices be heard,
"Glory And Honour!!!"
Oh, golden king, your mighty kingdom lives,
Look down mighty king, on all that is yours,
your glorious name through ancient tales remembered,
in infamy or glory, this tale shall tell.
We look back, into an ancient world, long forgotten,
the golden dream of Alahsar facing its greatest trial,
now, hearken close my Lords and Ladies, while my tale unfolds,
come to the greatest wonder, Alahsar.
To Be Continued..........
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
The second part of my epic story poem, "Before The Gates Of Alahsar
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The artist ready with his palette,
Shall catch a moment In your life.
You shall be there upon the canvas,
Immortalized forever.
In your glory you shall stand,
On canvas proudly displayed,
An auburn haired beauty,
So the title It will say.
Such Immortality I cannot give you,
I have but my simple words,
To you my Love I do devote them,
Though they may never Immortalize.
You stand before me natures' daughter.
Your flesh Is divine perfection,
Your body being Love's own temple,
There you stand my earthly Angel.
Living auburn hair dances down,
Around your shoulders such gossamer touch.
My beloved turn now.
Let my words see that which saw no paint,
The soft brown eyes two priceless jewels,
To look within Is to be lost In Loves' Domain.
A wondrous smile that lights up your face,
You become the living sun of my life.
Breasts point forth calling for Loves' own hand,
Your temple shines ready for loves' embrace.
Nature's shadow awaits the time to come.
Blush not my beloved,
These words tell not the glory that Is you,
The true glory lies within,
Where your true divinity lies,
Where the woman that you are does dwell,
The true woman.
The artist does win with his canvas,
Your beauty he captures forever.
I am but a child of words,
These words die at the end of my pen,
I think I can paint you with words,
No, I know this can never be.
No one can paint a true Angel,
The artist gets closer to the truth,
We can always look upon your canvas,
An auburn haired beauty.
In truth You alone know the answer,
“Can I paint you with words?”
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
I have asked this question of myself many times.
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1.
“Love’s Own Lullaby.”
Love sings its song a lover’s lullaby,
so softly it sings right into the heart,
lifting the heart to the midst of love’s sky.
A gentle song it has been from the start,
i see heaven in your beautiful face,
from me the song and vision never part.
Come now within my dreams of silk and lace,
where love it does shine with the brightest light,
Within Elysium dreams shines your grace.
You shall always be beauty to the sight,
always you come to me within my dark,
when i am with you life does shine bright.
Now with you my heart does sing like a lark,
your beauty shines and light is all i see,
now love shall always be more than a spark.
In beautiful dreams you will stand with me,
i now do sip from your lips so divine.
With you in my heart i am ever free,
as i look with love on your eyes that shine.
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
The first poem in my "Poetry For Jill" Series.
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"Before The Gates Of Alahsar,"
By,
Michael .P. Clarke.
Full Version.
Bardic style.
Chapter..........1..........Part..........1..........1.
Come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen now to the tale I shall tell,
the ancient tale of the dreamland,
of Alahsar, I lay before you.
look now within your mind's eye,
look on the golden gates to peaceful shrine,
they stand in wonder,
before a city of joy and peace,
a most ancient jewel.
I, your Bard, stand before you,
my words, I am ready to sing,
my beating heart of truth,
it shall beat the tales cadence,
as my words, I do speak.
Oh, Alahsar, your dream forever sung,
I lay it forth, following ancient texts,
come now, my Lords and Ladies,
listen to the tale my heart shall tell.
Never, had there been dark, in Alahsar's jewelled kingdom,
the sky afire, with a golden glow, in a night of lightened twilight,
all night, this sun would lie low in the sky, a golden glory,
this light of love, ever touching the beating heart of Alahsar.
The sun did sparkle off golden pinnacles and minarets bejewelled,
the sun, kissed gold so gently, and golden light did live,
my Lords and Ladies, such a dazzling display of light effects,
forth did come the rainbows of dream's desire.
Upward, ran the virgin white, stone dwellings, of the city,
they did tower to such heights, they reached for the heart of Heaven,
open your minds to the vision, look upward, upward, ever upward,
atop the great city, a golden palace, how that glory did shine.
This was a golden beacon to all, that Alahsar did live,
the city of dream, in its golden coat, arrayed, it did sing dream's song,
from the golden gates below to the golden palace atop, peace and joy did reign,
Alahsar, sing dreams song in majesty.
On the first level, the dwellings of Alahsar's mighty armies,
of the most sumptuous furnishings, they were arrayed,
seem within your minds, soldiers dressed in such regal splendour,
those on duty, they walk proudly. from dwellings to the mighty parapet walls.
They all know nights of passion, in rooms of silken beauty,
primal passion, emitting sighs and screams into the night
communal wash areas were to the rear of these dwellings,
they were behind high walls, built into the rock itself.
To Be Continued...........
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
This fantasy is taken from a dream I have been having since I was a child.
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Deep within the starlight glade,
A child of light sits on emerald green.
Under a great tree her majesty sits In shade,
Her name Is Martina a glory to be seen.
Eyes are closed In peaceful bliss,
Loves' dreams within her mind do wander.
What loving thoughts her mind do kiss,
Not one thought shall her mind squander.
There sits Martina beauty divine,
Awaiting the stars to come out at night.
In starlight glade lost In time,
Where beauty shall meet beauty what a sight.
Then In glory the stars came out to play,
Martina does open her pools of Love.
Stars painted on dark velvet so far away,
Forever belonging In Heaven above.
You stand and start to walk the emerald green,
Stardust does fall onto glories hair.
Starlight falls upon your glory supreme,
You are the child of light an Angel fair.
Let me drown In pools of blue,
Smile become my living sun.
You open up a heart so true,
It opens In Love for everyone.
Now In starlight glade you are no more alone,
In darkened glory before you I stand.
Tonight your heart shall be my home,
Come my Irish Rose do take my hand.
Now I hold Heavens' glory close to me,
I lose myself within your pools of Love.
The beauty and wonder of Love I see,
It Is time for our hearts to rise above.
Your lips In glory they now meet mine,
In starlight glade our Love shall shine.
We do drink from Loves' cup divine,
You are Loves' eternal valentine.
Dream your dreams as you always do,
May your every dream come true.
Daughter of life may you always view,
This world of ours as you wish to do.
Martina always walk this world with pride,
Your beauty through the years It grows.
Never set your Love to hide,
Martina you are the beauteous Irish Rose.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
I hope this write does not offend. I do wish I had done It better, not one of my best days mentally I guess. May your light always shine Martina. Your Friend always....MIKE.
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Look at the sun
See the everlasting
Our hearts on the run
Love within our dream Is starting
Glory before me
The sun before my eyes
My Veronique
You lift my Soul to paradise
Oh Veronique
Your blue eyes are shining
You are my ever light
You are my silver lining
Stand before me
Our joy of Love Is starting
My Veronique
You are my Love everlasting
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
Do we Love for a moment or can our Love be everlasting? Each of us has our own answer to this question.
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Oh, maiden fair, come dance with me,
within a starlight memory,
come, with me, to the starlight stream,
you are my paradise, in dream.
My Celtic Queen, come in the night,
and share with me, your Angel light,
I lose myself within your eyes,
you are my paradise.
Come, dance with me, to love’s refrains,
love in our heart always remains,
you lift our heart to Heaven’s skies,
my love, you are where passion lies.
In the dawning of my days,
I shall give you all my praise,
in our heart, where passion lies,
within our heart, you are my paradise.
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Poem two in my collection, "The Celtic Rose."
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Your Heart Beats Love, my beloved, Celtic queen,
Onward through the divine sky, you fly,
under God’s sun, your spotlight through the day,
remembering love given within joy’s song.
Heaven’s realm, the heart that beats with love,
eternal joy, as my lips, meet your lips,
answer the call of my heart, harmonising,
replaying in my mind, a Celtic piece,
turning my life’s sorrow into love’s own light.
Between our hearts, the song that sings forever,
ever in love’s sky, together, soaring,
as my temple sings with yours, the song is primal,
tender, caressing your temple, golden, Shining,
shine forever in my summer sky, my Celtic queen.
Love forever shines from eyes of glory,
over the stars, join me in dreams own Heaven,
verily, forever Celtic glory,
eternity, I find, for your heart beats love.
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
This is the third piece in my poetic collection, "The Celtic Rose." A group of love poems.
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Thy eternal breath
Sweet Rose of youth
Cut off in thy fullest bloom
Thy blood tears flowing with mine own
Alas two hearts cry a river in anguish
Art this now the end?
No my precious Love
This be but a new spring for us
Before the ending an earthly Rose doth wilt
Yet thy spirit doth grow in its magnitude
Thy Love be eternal in its divinity
Come unto me and breathe into me
Thy most precious eternal breath
Thy Rose then eternal shall be
Forever shalt thou bloom in Heavens majesty
God's brightest star and most beautiful Angel
Still thou shalt always be with thy Love
Your earthly life now dwells within my heart and Soul
Thou shalt come and claim thy eternal breath
Night or day it awaits thy glory my eternal Rose
That thou shalt walk again with thy Love
Never to part the true Lovers
Hold my hand forever in Love's midnight dream
When thou dost wish to be with me in this reality
Take back thy eternal breath
Remember to return it before thou doth leave me
Thou art my sun that rises in the morning
Thou art the moon that lights up my night
Forever beats the heart of Love eternal
Eternal be the Love that comes from thee
Let never this beloved of hearts
Be but a desolate wasteland
This heart forever shines with glory
A garden of beauty supreme
For thy Rose doth shine in wonder at its heart
There was but one moment for the agony of parting
Now eternal joy does fill my core
Thou art with me in thy divine glory
Thou didst give me thine own eternal breath
My Soul thy Soul one Soul
My heart thy heart one heart
The river of Love ever dost run
The timeless sea awaits and Love eternal
Never are we parted my most precious Love
All this for I hold thy eternal breath
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
This poem was written 38 years ago after my Love had died In the States. I would have taken her eternal breath Into me and she would have dwelt within me always. This was not to be. Maybe It Is the curse of one such as myself to walk his many lifetimes alone. Not likely, this Is me we're talking about. As you see, always have to lighten the mood when thinking of this lady. My thinking here, If I go back to an older corner, where I belong, why not make my first write an old write that means much to me. The poem tells the way It should have been.
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Come, Dance With Me, My Celtic Queen,
into the night that sings your song,
on the breath of desire, I hold you close,
we shall dance through the stars, shining.
Oh, glory divine, your beauty does shine,
your heart, I do feel gently beating,
it is the music of love, serenading,
my Celtic Queen, gently flow into my soul.
All my tomorrows, they sing to you,
stay in my arms, as the stars gently sing,
as we dance to the song, with love in our hearts,
I lose myself within your soul.
Come, lie with me, in our chasms of light.
My beloved, harmonize with me,
in our dreams, we share passions desires
but dream as I hold you so close to me,
come, dance with me, my Celtic queen.
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
This is the first poem in my Collection, My Celtic Rose, a group of love poems.
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