peachmelba Poetry (25)

My love melted like a dewy snowflake

Tears dried into a salted rock

The love was a serpent I dared to forsake

Weathered storms on this boat I shall not mock

Sweet wine you are not my saviour

I accept defeat as I was carried to shore parched no more



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By peach.k F.

I love butterflies so much I wrote a poem about one a long time ago,

Now I have not just one but two on my lower back,


Yes butterflies wild and free

, they reflect back at me

In the mirror for me to see

They were worth it.


By peach,

Like a feather in the breeze ,where shadows darkened clouds in sight

Weighed down footprints now just imprints of a tormented soul

Free of the chains where love was a fight,


Light is my love the goal

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By k,f. Peach.

Under the moon of madness we dancing tango,
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Chilling on the peer drinking beer

Drunk on the crest of a wave my dancing heart,

Your eyes smiling my reflection I was lost in them from the start,

Your sea of passion ,wild and free
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Your just like me,

It wasn't meant to be,

We were dancing tango under the moon of madness,

Reflecting its sadness

On two soul mates

Who dared to dance ,

They never left the shore ,



By Peach,

You want to lay me down on a bed of silk
Il give you honey milk,

Golden strands sweep across your hardened chest baby ill do my best

The rest is there for the taking. Sweet music we make.

Lost in rhythm we dance,


The drums beat harder. In a trance

My body giving you quivers sending me shivers

My sweet wine tongue intoxicating as you quench my thirst

Honey milk on a bed of silk golden strands your darkness in my hands

You surrender on a bed of silk.
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By peach.

I love the beach when the sun comes out,

All the birds are twittering about,

I love the beach best when the sands are golden ,

And the sea is crashing against the rocks,



By k frew,



Peach,

We are sitting here by the fire drinking our Bacardi and coke,oh how I would love a smoke.

What the hell husband says we"ll go to bed instead.

Oh how I had wished he had of drank the soup then he wouldn't have got a droop

He seeing me unawares as he staggers up the stairs.


Then he flops down on the bed he may as well be dead.

Then he starts to snore and snore .

He becoming such a bore.


Wait till morn the break of dawn then he sure to be on his horn.

By peach.

His gaze burned her deep as she lay in wait,

He would take her longing she was the fire

On fire ,

His volcano ,

I erupting
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Forest,

As he engulfed her now,

Wild flames untamed,

, Not to take away the other mans brother jim,I too have a bro called Jim,

My bro jim is a happy chappy I used to have to change his nappy.

He loved to scream so I fed him a block of ice cream .

His teeth nearly rotted from the sugar Ion his dummy,

He used to hide on mummy,

Once we found him on a train ,

Said he was going to Spain,

Happy jim we call him,

Except when I annoy him , then he would roar and pace the floor

Roar roar some more at me ill put some sugar on a dummy

,,,, Like I used to do ,

Yes yes he said that's why my teeth rotten in my head ,

I won't go into his teenage years but its amazing he got past the age of four,

Once he fell down the stairs and hit his head on the glass door,

He has more friends and girlfriends. I've lost count

He is the man about town is my bro jim.

,,,, Work hard play harder is his thing,

, Now things will change for him,

He will be home in a few months

,, A present .
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He put a baby in his girlfriends belly,

He feels very proud he going to be a daddy ,

, His girlfriend too she will be a mammy,


, I hope he dos'nt. put sugar on his babies dummy.

My bro jim he is funny .

He has a big smile of pearly whites .

I hope they not gone brown and he hasn't been putting sugar on a dummy
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My bro jim we love him,




By his big sis the real boss ,haha,
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I go for the bottle to steady my nerves

The day has not yet begun

Last night was all laughs and fun

He leaves with a quick goodbye who is this guy

My heart is low I take a gulp of sweet surrender then another and another

It dosnt take my rawness away but exposes me and hits me hard

Like the bottle I smash to the ground

In a thousand fragments.




Peach.

Do you ever take the time to look closely at the ants

Just roll up your pants,

So they don't bite you.

I did just that as I sat back in my sun lounger one hot summers day .

I saw hundreds ants come out to play,

Tho they weren't playing they were scurrying around

What were they doing they don't stop to rest,

People poison them and call them a pest.

I looked more closely to see each ant is stratistically doing their job,

But what.

Whatever it is it is important to them.

So I won't pour boiling water over them or feed them with poison.

I just don't want them to come indoors as I think they just might

So I put the sugar and food out of their sight.

One day my dad at the age of twenty two came home to find his dinner in the oven,

On the table was a note that said ive gone to catch the Boat

With my first true love who has returned

My dad was very angry because his steak was burned,

My dad set his eyes on the young woman who lived across the road .

He always held a fancy to her so I'm told,

The young woman was my mam .

Soon she was wheeling a pram.

Thankyou runaway new bride

I was my dads pride,



By peaches.