Poem of the Week

DECISIONS

People mix and stir the views
for those that follow
and those that choose.

Placid I don't really care,
I take a grip and clear the air
for those who listen and those who share.

Open the mind, do not wait
It's never to late to innovate.

So don't let the brain evaporate
grasp the nettle, take the bait.

Poem of the Week

The Lovers Rath

Messing with me you should not do
Cause I'm going wild
I burn the air with my fire

I'm taking your life away
But you can survive
Just take a piece of me
And lets just see

I is raging
All down the line
Make me feel fine
Do not decline

Marry me
Set me free
Oh my god
You torment

Deeply die
My lovers wrath
Soldier on
And lay the path

I will be your
Coco clown
I will not sulk
I will not frown

For I will rock and I will roll
I will not sell my blessed soul

I will not deny my love for thee.
My love forever, I will decree.

Poem of the Week

No More Will I Wander

I found beauty in nothing
As i harvested the world
But i missed the little field
Where you outshone
The golden sheaves of corn.

Would it not be good
To walk with me today
To shed your outer coat
And embrace in lovers play.

No more will I wander
For I have surely found
The one that sets me under
Oh this is passion
This is not barren ground

Poem of The Week

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.

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

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

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.