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The Foolish Apradore

A nonsense poem to settle myself into this account

The trees hated to think of wicked little babiesAs they wonder along the lonely harborsbut if they had some ice cold meats, then maybethey would rather ponder barbers."Listen to their mumbles, crawling through the air!"The tiny shrub did shout in pride,"Why we must riot and shave off their hair.and don't forget their ugly hide."The lover in the sea was sleeping in a trancewhen by chance did he hear such a plan.and danced...

I Thank You

Another love poem from last year I managed to dig up...nothing special...

I thank you for letting me love you, I thank you for letting me know your arms, Your gentle touch, your delicate charms, Your special smile you give to me, For all the love you give for free, For being there to understand, For letting me hold your hand, For making me feel I’m the one, You want to be with when the day is done, For showing me how much you care, For when I need you, just being there, I thank you for letting...

Lady Time

About a younger Lady

I call her Lady. That is what she is and will be. And time. What is time? It is the difference between us. A number. A perception. It does not exist when we are talking. My heart beats faster as my mind finds her in my crowded thoughts. I would have loved to meet her in my past. In the present I am spoken for but it’s complicated. I am her online friend. But my emotions betray me. Drawn back to feelings that I thought wer...

Two minutes. Waiting. My heart is ready to burst. The lanes are naked, clean, ready to be torn up by cleats and sweat. Hundreds of eyes blinking and staring. Chatter swarmed into a calm storm underneath this dome. Waiting is the hardest part. The anticipation, building. Struggling to breathe as I strategize. Faster here. Ease up here. Go for the kill. Take him. A vision. It’s almost time. Everything is clenched. Find my c...

A Meeting With The Lady Renpit Nefer

A poetic meditation upon the mortal remains of the Lady Renpit Nefer.

Introduction. One of my favourite places here in my home town of Adelaide is the South Australian Museum and one of the museum’s most interesting rooms is the Ancient Egypt gallery, a room that I have visited countless times, I can tell you. One of the most beautiful and valuable of the museum’s possessions is the coffin and mummy of a woman called Renpit Nefert. She was bought by the museum in the 1890’s and judging from...

Feel like

Sometimes you feel like...

Did you ever feel like,walking through the rain,thinking you're the one to blame,for your own heartache and pain,on the edge of going insane.Do you ever feel like,getting through the day,with nothing left to say,you feel your life is astray,you just cannot find your way.Would you ever feel like,looking up towards the sky,stop questioning why,breathe deeply and sigh,and wave your past goodbye.Could you ever feel like,you j...

Trash Talk

Let's just say this was written with my neighbors in mind...done with a hint of humor...

They hang out all day,Ain't got no plans, With nothing to do, And time on their hands. In everyone's business, All over town, Just talking trash, To bring them down. Talk more trash, Later on the phone, When they should be out, Takin' care of their own. They only go out, For a free meal, Too damn lazy, To go out and steal. Ain't got no job, Ain't got no pay, They just keep talkin', With nothin' to say. People so petty, It...

Under Darkness Of Night

Something a bit darker...but, not too dark...

Sounds of yelling from a row house blare,No one hears, does anyone care? The yelling soon turns into a fight, But no one hears under darkness of night. A teenage girl works the street, Hoping to pay for something to eat, She knows in her heart it just ain’t right, But no one notices under darkness of night. A young man sits on a bench all alone, His clothes are all he can call his own, He can’t find work and money is tigh...

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Love Can

Yet another love poem...later used in a story...

Love can be like water to a fish,Love can grant your every wish. Love can be like a bird in flight, Love can turn darkness into light. Love can drive away your fear, Love can always keep me near. Love can make you want to live, Love can make you want to give. I look at you and our fingers touch, I know it is you I love so much. It is my love for you that I feel, My love for you is so very real. My love has no beginning, i...

Harmony

poem about my love of words

I want to capture this moment in time forever perfectlyThe day I fell in love with you, written word Enthusing about mondegreens and gadzookeryFlaunting and revelling in my vocabularyEvery syllable tumbles down like notes in a love songThat my brain can’t help humming toAddicted to using alliteration and allusionsThe soothing sound of softly said similesHidden depths and layers of mysterious meaningYour complexity and sim...

My inner me

poem about the softer inner side

My inner meI wear my humour like a maskEvery joke and funny story toldHides the inner meI wear my sarcasm like a shieldEvery jibe and verbal thrustProtects the inner meI wear my charm like a cloakEvery vivacious smile and wordCamouflages the inner meI wear my bravado like a swordEvery swagger and proud retortGuards the inner meMy inner me loves peace and quietAnd analyze things for hoursMy inner me loves to weep during sa...