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| Art of Love |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
You're a Painter
I'm a Writer
So that means
We're both are Artists
We should work together
And create something
Sweet and
Romantic
You should Paint a Lovely Picture
Of two couples
And I Write a Story
Or a Poem
We could called it
The Art of Love
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| Salvaged Heart |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
Running through the trees
tears streaking my ashen face
feet pounding the damp earth
cold seeping through my skin
Screams that echoed in the night
cries that were lost in the wind
falling down to the icy ground
giving in to the lies within
Lying there so deathly pale
bathed in crimson regret
whimpering in my fear
as lonely footsteps draw near
The presence of an aching heart
knelt beside my battered body
a creature cloaked in darkness
kissing these lifeless lips
A broken sob escapes from my figure
clinging to this creature of mercy
offering all thats left of me to give
two wounded souls become a whole
Lurking in the shadows was hope
bringing me back to life again
beautiful beast of the darkest realms
claiming my heart, my body, as his
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| Still |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
The sky became a shade of blue,
the likes of which we’d never seen,
above our home of where and when;
your eyes, they gleamed like crystalline
in candle light, I loved you then.
The moon is playing peek-a-boo
above the fronds that sway in wind,
their madrigal, a gentle howl;
your legs, they glow like porcelain
in water’s light, I love you now.
The sun will rise again on cue,
repeating its relentless arc –
but I’m not counting, never will;
your face will shimmer in the dark,
eternal light, I’ll love you still.
Copyright © 2010 by Hugh Lemma- All rights reserved
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| OUR SPIRITS WILL MEET AT THE MEMORY TREE |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
Upon our hearts you have bestowed, such a gift
of a pure heart that gave without want or just
like a rose aglow in the morning mist
your love shone through with words we could trust
Sadly now you have left this place
broken hearts, knowing you are a peace and ease
life now in the hands of your Grace
your name forever upon the summer breeze
We will all meet again, when our own spirit is set free
and once more we shall embrace and be together
for our spirits shall meet at the memory tree
and shall live on for ever
AMEN
In memory of 'LADONNA WEEKS' my wife's sister who passed away 14/12/2010
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| Christmas (By Jean & Daniel) |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
Jean
Merry,happy,merry
Christmas,it brings to mind
memories past,and present
when i was a young person
it was a big deal family,relatives
aunts,uncles,cousins,all sharing
our time together
Christmas was a big deal
it was a very merry time for me
and still is
it is one of the best times of year to celebrate
the birth of Jesus our Lord
and all the festivities
Christmas is a big deal
Daniel
Even though we're happy
Of our presents and families
The most important Happiness
of Christmas
Is the Blessings of God
And the Gift of Jesus
Giving us another Beautiful Life
To live and to breathe
Another day
To Love and to charish
Each other
Having Joy and
Fun
With families
Eating Christmas cookies
And drinking Egg-Nob
The Gift of Christmas
Is the Gift of Happiness.
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| Brainstorm |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
My silver cord plug into her
sex drive I fully fondle her
throttle, my live wire ignite
her love flower throughout
her fruitful island, in palace
my lovely boner spring her
shower, my hour hand her
sensual matters, her fast &
furious side, turbo turbulent
ride my stick shift at speeds
beyond her enigmatic mind
light of her sound rain cloud
her solar sky, brainstorm my
second mind, candy kiss blow
my common sense I climb her
cliff of submissiveness, vex in
her energy vent within her gift
box, wrapped up gift, all of her
unwrapped bliss mystical myst
matter of fact, I ignite her split
silver pool of light, lovely abyss
her love in potion whisper sweet
nothing, her swirl twirl my tongue
around her underworld sweet water... unfurl
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| Loneliness of winter |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
The winds of winter wander friendless
through this world, looking for love,
like me. They carry with them old memories
of how things used to be: a lingering scent of spring
with the flowers and glory of its days; of summer
and beaches caught in salt spray; of autumn, even,
with all its painful beauty of dissolving and its muted
subtle tenderness hushing the world to sleep.
Winter knows that it has none of this,
it's but the season of a dismal death
and fruitless fragmentation of the world
into bare branches and broken things
that litter a static and a sterile land. And so it seeks a friend,
and its winds come rattling at my door at night,
knocking at my window, too, with some unwanted budless twig.
I lie alone, dreaming imperfect dreams of perfection
under sheets that have too little to tell
in a room that has little to say to me
and has said it all before: "Go to sleep now;
it is best this way, you will suffer less."
It is hard to live like this. A man broke in my house one night...
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| I absolutely love you |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
Sensual fabric of red
Beautifully shaped to entice
Lips shaped to suggest
We are in love
As you kiss me
All the binds of life unwrap
I am free
Sensual hues of blue, midnight blue
Entice me to the grotto Capri
Where I swim in the beauty
Warm waters wrap around me
and my heart truly beats within,
All the binds of life unwrap
I am free
White, wedding white and the
joy, the pure joy of love
As your hands feel me
and my hands hold thee,
God wields his mighty sword
This time, all the binds of life unwrap,
it is "us" who are free at last.
Red, blue and white
My ode to thee tonight,
I absolutely love you.
Copyright ilan Cohen 2010
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| CAN YOU SEE IT IN MY EYES |
| 2010-12-15 00:00:00 |
Can you see my failings
can you see the sky
can you sense my
accomplishments
and feel my pain
can you see it in my eyes
can you look into my soul
and find inner strength
can you see it in my eyes
does it make you think
can you understand what
ive been through
can you see it in my eyes
i can see it in yours
and i am so happy
i do look real close
you might see it too.
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| Lady of Electrons (The Poem Daniel Told Me To Write) |
| 2010-12-12 00:00:00 |
Lighted by anonymous fervor,
I dive into conundrums,
as flames offer
me indigo electrons,
of electric bloodbaths.
I testify many beats,
of an alien's
futuristic chimera.
Reversed nostalgia tapes
unto the club of my thirsty lips,
and symbolism treads through me
with yesterday's
industrial nonsense.
I taste ice,
because my techno-spaded heart
loves the skyline of another dimension,
never founded; such as a mind play
of maestros contemplating noise.
I palpate the richness
of my euphoric spirit,
like the emblems of Aphrodite's queenly skin,
whilst painting my nails rainbows,
dressed in sequin stars.
I'm not saying it isn't incessant,
because it's licentiously berserk.
It takes me to the pinned floor
of sunlight's enigmatic ritual.
Real masquerade, a nifty infliction,
digests the jewels of my moonlit mistress...
within.
And Here Comes The Voice:
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"Lady of Electrons, put me in trance
as you turn me into your mistress.
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