Infatuation
He gazes deep into her eyes.
But what he sees is not the truth,
the lady is well versed in lies
and he is but a callow youth.
She’s played the game of love before
but he poor fool is innocent
Prepared to worship and adore.
quite unaware of her intent.
She will accept the gifts he buys
and lead him on with promises.
Just as she’s done to other guys
Then he will find to his surprise.
His cash has gone and so has she
A lesson learned expensively.
28-Dec-07
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Reassurance
Across the water distantly.
I see lights bobbing on the sea,
the lanterns of the fishermen
appear and disappear again.
The fisher folk who work at night
take full advantage of the light.
The moon provides for them to see
and sing her praises gratefully.
Their women folk left on the shore
pray to the Goddess they adore.
To bring their men safe home again,
their voices join the men’s refrain.
They look to sea to see the glow
of lanterns passing to and fro.
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Todays Reality
I long to hear that sound again
The happy voices of children,
of children playing happily.
I must rely on memory.
My fledglings from the nest have flown
and they have children of their own
But alas they are too far away
to hear their children at their play.
We’ve reached another stage in life,
There’s only me and my good wife.
I care for her she cares for me
exactly as it ought to be.
It’s sad but true we only see
our grandchildren infrequently.
(7-Aug-07)
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All That I need for MY lady Irene
On satin sheets my lady lies.
What does she dream behind closed eyes?
It seems she dreaming pleasantly
the evidence is plain to see
. She’s smiling sweetly in her sleep.
Her secret dreams are hers to keep
but sometimes she will share with me
because she trusts me completely.
She knows that I will understand
her soaring flights of fantasy
The things she sees in fairyland
and listen sympathetically.
I need not dream I realise
my lady is my paradise.
18-Jan-08
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Esmerald for J.T.Earley.
She danced as though she was possessed.
Perhaps she was I do not know.
Her heels beat out a staccato.
I have to say she was the best
exponent of the flamenco
that I have seen or hope to see.
She became part of the flow
went with the music totally.
Although it was so long ago.
I still recall it vividly.
A memory I won’t let go.
until the day they bury me.
Still in my minds eye I can see
the gypsy dancing wantonly.
2-May-0
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Involuntary suicide?
The sound of silence echoing.
Beneath a sky of cloudless blue.
You find the silence threatening.
I know I would if I were you.
Hough you can run you cannot hide
You must have known I'd hunt for you.
Your only choice is suicide.
To kill yourself before I do
My daughter's dead but you still live
You killed my child and then you fled.
I can't forget I won't forgive.
My only aim to see you dead.
Now you are dead I'm satisfied.
Involuntary suicide?
Sunday,19 August 2012
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Blissful Ignorance
As I grow old to my surprise
I’ve slowly come to realise.
That every thing I thought I knew
is mostly if not all untrue.
The things which I was taught at school.
They too must succumb to the rule
that truths like fashions quickly change.
New truths emerge to re-arrange.
The currently accepted view
when new facts have been proven true
at an ever increasing rate.
I simply can’t keep up to date.
I do not let it worry me
I jog along quite happily.
25-Apr-08
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Last Request
I want no marble monument
erected in my memory
I’m sure that I would lie content
beneath the branches of a tree.
Ignore established precedent
when it is time to bury me.
Remember all the hours we spent
living and loving happily.
Pay me the supreme compliment.
Let my body nourish a tree.
Creating something permanent
a thing of natural beauty.
I can trust you above the rest
to carry out my last request.
Monday,26 July 2010
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To curse or not to curse
Obscenities are nothing new.
I have been known to use a few.
Sometimes “Dear Me” just will not do.
If painfully you stub your toe
it’s very hard to stop the flow
of all the rudest words you know
Although you practice self control
don’t use bad language on the whole.
Sometimes you slip and let it roll
But overused it lacks effect
it does not do as we expect.
It has become a speech defect.
I do my best to show restraint
but I admit I am no saint.
6-Feb-08
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Naturally Superior
An ancient Cypress tree still stands
Beside a ruined monument.
Outlasts the works of human hands.
Nothing man made is permanent.
The tree is self sufficient.
It needs no other maintenance.
Apart from the nourishment.
The soil provides and rains enhance.
The builders of the monument.
Erected by them to impress
Are long since dead that's evident.
Outlasted by this grand Cypress.
The ancient tree's content to be.
Just what it is a simple tree.
Saturday,03 March 2012
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