To Find My Love
On such sweet thoughts I do but dwell
of fulfilling drops from the lovers well
Oh help agree my future fate
and send me on an endless date
where I shall find a lifelong mate
Do not fool me with a sprinkle of lust
where eyes are glazed with short term trust
Just send me a message from the skies above
delivered by the snow white dove
Foretell the story of who I will love
in future times and in heaven above.
Sunday, 25 July 2010
Friday, 28 May 2010
Poem of the Week
Tortured Innocent
Hurt cuts deep into my heart
tears fill my eyes
As my little angels locks of gold
fall in clumps of desperation
and lay upon the ground.
How can my child understand
why should she stand alone
I cannot protect my princess
as children stare,laugh and taunt
I can't stop the corner giggles
that scar her innocent tortured soul
God protect her confidence
strengthen her spirit
keep her proud and smiling
for come what may
she will always be my daughter
my sunshine in every way
Hurt cuts deep into my heart
tears fill my eyes
As my little angels locks of gold
fall in clumps of desperation
and lay upon the ground.
How can my child understand
why should she stand alone
I cannot protect my princess
as children stare,laugh and taunt
I can't stop the corner giggles
that scar her innocent tortured soul
God protect her confidence
strengthen her spirit
keep her proud and smiling
for come what may
she will always be my daughter
my sunshine in every way
Sunday, 23 May 2010
Poem of the Week
Sheep Syndrome.
Lets conform from the age of three
as the decree of conformity won't let you be
for you will hold your knife and fork like every other living dork
Lets all wear our uniforms, to school, work and play
blazers, suits and football shirts
will ensure you do not stray
When the time comes to vote ,you know it's not for thee
you shouldn't vote for anyone outside the family tree
Follow your fathers,choose one of three
or your vote will be a waisted one
that's democracy you see.
On saturday nights lets go to the pub
watch X factor and Dorothy
Lets not be original
for conservative we should be.
Let the masses follow each other in predicted sheepish ways
so the shepherds have it easy and predict our every way.
James Larkhill
Lets conform from the age of three
as the decree of conformity won't let you be
for you will hold your knife and fork like every other living dork
Lets all wear our uniforms, to school, work and play
blazers, suits and football shirts
will ensure you do not stray
When the time comes to vote ,you know it's not for thee
you shouldn't vote for anyone outside the family tree
Follow your fathers,choose one of three
or your vote will be a waisted one
that's democracy you see.
On saturday nights lets go to the pub
watch X factor and Dorothy
Lets not be original
for conservative we should be.
Let the masses follow each other in predicted sheepish ways
so the shepherds have it easy and predict our every way.
James Larkhill
Monday, 10 May 2010
Poem of the Week
Exploration
Deep in exploration
my tongue doth dart so sweet
caressing shallow valleys
and lashing valleys deep
Touching teasing tender flow
I harrow softly as I mow
to the place where lovers go
the place where I will but sow.
Dipping,lapping in and out
circling round the flowing spout
So deep I plunge in gushing waves
through the stream that lovers crave
Drowned and tired I find my rest
my lover sighs and begs to rest
my tongue has lost its final zest
in pursuit of loves conquest.
Deep in exploration
my tongue doth dart so sweet
caressing shallow valleys
and lashing valleys deep
Touching teasing tender flow
I harrow softly as I mow
to the place where lovers go
the place where I will but sow.
Dipping,lapping in and out
circling round the flowing spout
So deep I plunge in gushing waves
through the stream that lovers crave
Drowned and tired I find my rest
my lover sighs and begs to rest
my tongue has lost its final zest
in pursuit of loves conquest.
Wednesday, 21 April 2010
Poem of the Week
Love Stream
Pierce my heart
saturate my veins
flow sweet streams of purified love
Let yearning days abate
on barren hills
so heather strewn
Entwine our spirits
in pastures new
as longing fades
and days ignite
with naked rays
of your delight
Hold me close
take me there
the place where lovers dream and lovers care
Pierce my heart
saturate my veins
flow sweet streams of purified love
Let yearning days abate
on barren hills
so heather strewn
Entwine our spirits
in pastures new
as longing fades
and days ignite
with naked rays
of your delight
Hold me close
take me there
the place where lovers dream and lovers care
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
Poem of The Week
Roses
I can't take the roses
They remind me of you
I can't take the roses
They just make me feel blue
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
All the flowers bloom and die
Like our love it makes me cry
But when I see the roses
It reminds me of you
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
Every day i dream of your return
as petals drop and colours turn
but when I see the roses you seem so far away
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
I can't take the roses
They remind me of you
I can't take the roses
They just make me feel blue
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
All the flowers bloom and die
Like our love it makes me cry
But when I see the roses
It reminds me of you
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
Every day i dream of your return
as petals drop and colours turn
but when I see the roses you seem so far away
So send away the roses
until you return
For without you with me everyday
my flame will not burn
Saturday, 3 April 2010
Poem of The Week
Volatile
Addictive longing wandering mind
looks for pleasure it cannot find
I will change like the lively wind
moody dramatic so bloody erratic
Oh satisfy my need
fullfill my hunger
Why is contentment so far away ?
Where is peace ?
release this frustration
tearing me apart
God kill my addiction
and Cure my affliction
Addictive longing wandering mind
looks for pleasure it cannot find
I will change like the lively wind
moody dramatic so bloody erratic
Oh satisfy my need
fullfill my hunger
Why is contentment so far away ?
Where is peace ?
release this frustration
tearing me apart
God kill my addiction
and Cure my affliction
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