Come out and play
There is a bubbling brook
Out there in the meadow
Where the water flows
So clear it reflects the sky
Come out and play
We can sit at its banks
Or paddle around in the water
So cool and clear
Far upstream there lies a bridge
that shelters a family of trolls
who live and dig for gold
somewhere deep underground
where elves and gnomes they gambol
with their fiery reddish hair
who cry in despair
Out there in the meadow
Where the water flows
So clear it reflects the sky
Come out and play
We can sit at its banks
Or paddle around in the water
So cool and clear
Far upstream there lies a bridge
that shelters a family of trolls
who live and dig for gold
somewhere deep underground
where elves and gnomes they gambol
with their fiery reddish hair
who cry in despair
when no one come out to play
They like little boys you see
Just like you and me
To take them to faraway
Where they can play all day
They can slide on rainbows
Or catch the pearly rain
And turn them into golden rings
Within flying soap suds bubbles
The gnomes and elves
And brownies too
Will come and play with you
Throwing pebbles into the land below
From lofty crescent moons
The pebbles become little stools
Around a fairy ring
Where little fairytale princesses dance
There are little fairies too
Who flits from tree to tree
Picking blossoms one by one
To make into fairy garlands
And place upon the stars
Adding glitter to the shine
Of many sad looking moons
Or maybe they were blooms..?
So come on out and play
They may see us
And bring us to faraway
To swing and climb a sunray
Or may dive into a deep
Cove and see another way
To another strange world
where we are but we are not!
They like little boys you see
Just like you and me
To take them to faraway
Where they can play all day
They can slide on rainbows
Or catch the pearly rain
And turn them into golden rings
Within flying soap suds bubbles
The gnomes and elves
And brownies too
Will come and play with you
Throwing pebbles into the land below
From lofty crescent moons
The pebbles become little stools
Around a fairy ring
Where little fairytale princesses dance
There are little fairies too
Who flits from tree to tree
Picking blossoms one by one
To make into fairy garlands
And place upon the stars
Adding glitter to the shine
Of many sad looking moons
Or maybe they were blooms..?
So come on out and play
They may see us
And bring us to faraway
To swing and climb a sunray
Or may dive into a deep
Cove and see another way
To another strange world
where we are but we are not!
Published 21st February 2012 2:40am
Communing
A single leaf
Falling to the ground
A petal blowing
In the wind
Falling sparkly dusts
Of a passing butterfly
Remind me of you
A gust of wind
A drizzly day
Sounds of rain
On the eaves
Whispers of cold
air through the windows
Remind me of you
Chuckles of bubbly brooks
like laughter of naiads
rustles of admiring brushes
gentle kisses of breeze
Lovingly surreal
In gathering twilight
Remind me of you
I, here wait...
Missing you.
Falling to the ground
A petal blowing
In the wind
Falling sparkly dusts
Of a passing butterfly
Remind me of you
A gust of wind
A drizzly day
Sounds of rain
On the eaves
Whispers of cold
air through the windows
Remind me of you
Chuckles of bubbly brooks
like laughter of naiads
rustles of admiring brushes
gentle kisses of breeze
Lovingly surreal
In gathering twilight
Remind me of you
I, here wait...
Missing you.
Published 19th April 2013 11:15pm
Comprehending Beauty in Pain
there is no eerie silence
solitude is forever broken
by gobbling cries of anguish
through the grilled window
as red as old wine
her wounds stand out
like reluctant stigmata
in her mind’s palms
she drinks the wine
of her story of conviction
the splash of baby’s blood
like sacred communions
she remembers his soft throat
yielding delicately under her knife
her lover’s mistress son
all of five years old
Tears keep her alive
Such hatred for him
transfers into his son
his loin’s sinfully begotten
Facing the jury
looking at her in fury
she knows she's sensual
in her red mini skirt
she gobbles in morbid laughter
as she sits alone in her cell
all gone now, she screams
laughing through her tears
they call her Lethal…
she believes they are mistaken
she is just a beautiful
woman, wronged.
solitude is forever broken
by gobbling cries of anguish
through the grilled window
as red as old wine
her wounds stand out
like reluctant stigmata
in her mind’s palms
she drinks the wine
of her story of conviction
the splash of baby’s blood
like sacred communions
she remembers his soft throat
yielding delicately under her knife
her lover’s mistress son
all of five years old
Tears keep her alive
Such hatred for him
transfers into his son
his loin’s sinfully begotten
Facing the jury
looking at her in fury
she knows she's sensual
in her red mini skirt
she gobbles in morbid laughter
as she sits alone in her cell
all gone now, she screams
laughing through her tears
they call her Lethal…
she believes they are mistaken
she is just a beautiful
woman, wronged.
Published 21st March 2014 9:44am
Condemned
Hail Jury, Hail Judge
You said I did it
That I killed him
I did not do it
He did it in his own
He swallowed his own poison
He lied to me
He said he loved me
But I caught her with him
They were on my bed
They were committing adultery
That is a sin isn’t it?
It has been said
Cut off the hands that offend you
Poke out the eyes that see
and sin with lust
do not steal nor covet
Your neighbour’s wife
You should set me free Judge
For I have done justice
More than you have ever done
I have carried out the commandment
Of the highest power, God
You just sit there and ho-hum
You the judge and the jury
Have condemned me to die
To be shot with deadly poison
You have mis-carried your justice
For the guilty you have defended
The victim you have condemned
You said I did it
That I killed him
I did not do it
He did it in his own
He swallowed his own poison
He lied to me
He said he loved me
But I caught her with him
They were on my bed
They were committing adultery
That is a sin isn’t it?
It has been said
Cut off the hands that offend you
Poke out the eyes that see
and sin with lust
do not steal nor covet
Your neighbour’s wife
You should set me free Judge
For I have done justice
More than you have ever done
I have carried out the commandment
Of the highest power, God
You just sit there and ho-hum
You the judge and the jury
Have condemned me to die
To be shot with deadly poison
You have mis-carried your justice
For the guilty you have defended
The victim you have condemned
Published 14th August 2012 10:13am
Conflict
I want to
But am scared to
To fly away
to a beloved
will I be welcomed
will I overcome
I desire so much
but I feel incomplete
will I bring dissatisfactions
dissentions and pretentions
If I don't I may prevent
a beginning of tensions
Do I or should I
sacrifice a glowing dream
Without trying
to walk that golden path
scared of a perceived nightmare
I want to
But I'm scared.
But am scared to
To fly away
to a beloved
will I be welcomed
will I overcome
I desire so much
but I feel incomplete
will I bring dissatisfactions
dissentions and pretentions
If I don't I may prevent
a beginning of tensions
Do I or should I
sacrifice a glowing dream
Without trying
to walk that golden path
scared of a perceived nightmare
I want to
But I'm scared.
Published 11th December 2013 10:07pm
Conversations 1
SHE SAYS
Look at me My Love
With your smouldering eyes
On white fire of needful wants
Look, my love, deep into my soul
And arouse needs in tides of pleasure
Waves of desire enveloping all
Brimming promises in the mound
of Venus, silent screams of want
In the thrusts of my breasts
Hold me my love, with a deep kiss
HE SAYS
Hold my firmness
in soft hands
guide it with your caress
to female love entrance
you turn in worlds of beauty
that you don't really see
oh how I so need you to
make it rock with me .
SHE SAYS
Fold me into your arms my love
Hold me tight; press me against your body
Tilt my face towards yours
This in adoration waits
To be crush by your lips on mine
Melt now the gossamer threads
Softly away so you may penetrate
Deep into my very soul
Where moans of desire receives
The immersing of your essence
Into my very core
HE SAYS
I lick your soft inner thigh,
your body trembles
your hips rise
your nipples standing , erect and high
such love I desire ,
I'm inside you as you sigh .
SHE SAYS
I feel you inside me
Soft circling, thrusts and plunges
Gentle undulating heaves
Meets your little sensuous stabs
And I in reciprocation
Encircles the love rod
With lips, tongue and adoring hand
Fondles with twice folded desire
HE SAYS
In full blown motion
I stare into your eyes
in full devotion
as ecstasy , it climbs
I try to hold onto
this moment of love tied
I slide myself unto
the touch of warmth inside
SHE SAYS
Clasping your love hard
In the moment of entrance
The sword to the sheath
In gentle rocking motion
A rhythm that quickens
Ancient dance of passion
Reaching for the stars
HE SAYS
The height of relation
a release of all frustration
speeding up to slow it down
I spread your legs
to hear you growl
against the bed
we sweat and pound
we copulate
in full mate sound
you are what makes
a circle round
my love , soulmate
forever Maya bound .
SHE SAYS
Gallop of the stallion
Rearing up in full glory
Hardness, man’s glory
Within the one, the me
the soul, the me that feels
Silent screams and moans
Like prayers do ascent
As the dam breaks
Geysers, love fluids
Ignites…Yes! O yes.
HE SAYS
your total lubrication
a soaking love explosion
my aching pole erection
can't take no more , ejection .
SHE SAYS
The Joy of oneness
Body entwined in gladness
Exquisite ecstasy
Spasm of explosions
Tremours, softness
I lay in your arms satiated
HE SAYS
Heavy breathing
dampens
we lie sleeping
a dreamland
forever in keeping
of the love we found.
With your smouldering eyes
On white fire of needful wants
Look, my love, deep into my soul
And arouse needs in tides of pleasure
Waves of desire enveloping all
Brimming promises in the mound
of Venus, silent screams of want
In the thrusts of my breasts
Hold me my love, with a deep kiss
HE SAYS
Hold my firmness
in soft hands
guide it with your caress
to female love entrance
you turn in worlds of beauty
that you don't really see
oh how I so need you to
make it rock with me .
SHE SAYS
Fold me into your arms my love
Hold me tight; press me against your body
Tilt my face towards yours
This in adoration waits
To be crush by your lips on mine
Melt now the gossamer threads
Softly away so you may penetrate
Deep into my very soul
Where moans of desire receives
The immersing of your essence
Into my very core
HE SAYS
I lick your soft inner thigh,
your body trembles
your hips rise
your nipples standing , erect and high
such love I desire ,
I'm inside you as you sigh .
SHE SAYS
I feel you inside me
Soft circling, thrusts and plunges
Gentle undulating heaves
Meets your little sensuous stabs
And I in reciprocation
Encircles the love rod
With lips, tongue and adoring hand
Fondles with twice folded desire
HE SAYS
In full blown motion
I stare into your eyes
in full devotion
as ecstasy , it climbs
I try to hold onto
this moment of love tied
I slide myself unto
the touch of warmth inside
SHE SAYS
Clasping your love hard
In the moment of entrance
The sword to the sheath
In gentle rocking motion
A rhythm that quickens
Ancient dance of passion
Reaching for the stars
HE SAYS
The height of relation
a release of all frustration
speeding up to slow it down
I spread your legs
to hear you growl
against the bed
we sweat and pound
we copulate
in full mate sound
you are what makes
a circle round
my love , soulmate
forever Maya bound .
SHE SAYS
Gallop of the stallion
Rearing up in full glory
Hardness, man’s glory
Within the one, the me
the soul, the me that feels
Silent screams and moans
Like prayers do ascent
As the dam breaks
Geysers, love fluids
Ignites…Yes! O yes.
HE SAYS
your total lubrication
a soaking love explosion
my aching pole erection
can't take no more , ejection .
SHE SAYS
The Joy of oneness
Body entwined in gladness
Exquisite ecstasy
Spasm of explosions
Tremours, softness
I lay in your arms satiated
HE SAYS
Heavy breathing
dampens
we lie sleeping
a dreamland
forever in keeping
of the love we found.
Published 30th December 2011 4:56pm
- Last modified 30th December 2011 4:58pm
Contrast
Your white on my brown
My smile on your frown
Your giving to my servility
Your pride to my dignity
Your thrusts to my push
Your rhythm in tune
In music discordant
within our pulsing needs
Your scream to my sigh
Your tenseness to my softening
your losing to my finding
as we fly towards pleasure skies
You and I, my love
the tropics to the temperate
the cold to the heat
as we cleave.
My smile on your frown
Your giving to my servility
Your pride to my dignity
Your thrusts to my push
Your rhythm in tune
In music discordant
within our pulsing needs
Your scream to my sigh
Your tenseness to my softening
your losing to my finding
as we fly towards pleasure skies
You and I, my love
the tropics to the temperate
the cold to the heat
as we cleave.
Published 14th April 2012 6:49am
Conversations 2
With Souladareatease
Read me a poem
Under the Sickle moon
With the songs of the night
Winds on the eaves,
Whispers of nocturnal birds
Hands entwined
While coffee steams
Sing me a song
along our throated sigh
with deep words laid in savour
tastes dipped in being
herein days upon evenings
eyes aligned
In coffee kiss
I shall choose a song
Of the songbird
Warble my dreams
Through the air
to reach providence's ear
to tease the soul
to fascinate
Such songs one must hear
sweetened song dove
feather of hair
vision in light
floating waves touching island
poised in perfect Grace
spellbound
Poems shall speak
Of tightened knots
On lavender stalks
Adorning crystals
And glistening silver
On rivers of gold
Tied with rainbows
perfect played rhythms
of life's love
giving the reason
perfect unions
the silken treasure
worth such spending
forever gifted splendour
Sing I the song
Of Naomi and Ruth
Recite you the poem
Of bards of yore
When hearth they lay
For a night sojourn
With their Holy Book
Conversations of air
Near and faraway.
Read me a poem
Under the Sickle moon
With the songs of the night
Winds on the eaves,
Whispers of nocturnal birds
Hands entwined
While coffee steams
Sing me a song
along our throated sigh
with deep words laid in savour
tastes dipped in being
herein days upon evenings
eyes aligned
In coffee kiss
I shall choose a song
Of the songbird
Warble my dreams
Through the air
to reach providence's ear
to tease the soul
to fascinate
Such songs one must hear
sweetened song dove
feather of hair
vision in light
floating waves touching island
poised in perfect Grace
spellbound
Poems shall speak
Of tightened knots
On lavender stalks
Adorning crystals
And glistening silver
On rivers of gold
Tied with rainbows
perfect played rhythms
of life's love
giving the reason
perfect unions
the silken treasure
worth such spending
forever gifted splendour
Sing I the song
Of Naomi and Ruth
Recite you the poem
Of bards of yore
When hearth they lay
For a night sojourn
With their Holy Book
Conversations of air
Near and faraway.
Published 21st June 2013 11:30am
Cowboys and Indian
They came they saw and they conquered
the land they thought was theirs to take
they planted their stakes
they circled their claim
with fences of barbed wires
The red men looked on affronted
their guests so pale had taken their land
Their hope to live in harmony and peace
Killed by people who claimed the land
owned by ancestors thousands of years
table talks and smoking pipes
nothing made the foreign one leave
until they fought to free their land
but sank to defeat under lush green fields
the visitors triumphant
pushed their host to barren land…
the land they thought was theirs to take
they planted their stakes
they circled their claim
with fences of barbed wires
The red men looked on affronted
their guests so pale had taken their land
Their hope to live in harmony and peace
Killed by people who claimed the land
owned by ancestors thousands of years
table talks and smoking pipes
nothing made the foreign one leave
until they fought to free their land
but sank to defeat under lush green fields
the visitors triumphant
pushed their host to barren land…
Published 24th January 2013 00:17am
Craze
My mind is a crazy maze
Sometimes I see where I am going
But most of the time I am lost
In this crazy maze
Of being here but not all there
and being there
without being here
This crazy maze
never cease to amaze
its such amazingly crazy
This mazey maze
whose creator
must have amazed
the most amazing minds
that chose to remain
un-named
the Maze craze.
The mind...an amazing
creation.
Sometimes I see where I am going
But most of the time I am lost
In this crazy maze
Of being here but not all there
and being there
without being here
This crazy maze
never cease to amaze
its such amazingly crazy
This mazey maze
whose creator
must have amazed
the most amazing minds
that chose to remain
un-named
the Maze craze.
The mind...an amazing
creation.
Published 5th May 2012 9:31am
Crazy
It was a crazy day
in mid June
I had nothing to say
much less to croon
I sat slumped
against a tree stump
Watching ants go by
carrying a dead bird
by the wings
A crazy day indeed
No focus
Nothing
I didn't even know
If I was all here.
in mid June
I had nothing to say
much less to croon
I sat slumped
against a tree stump
Watching ants go by
carrying a dead bird
by the wings
A crazy day indeed
No focus
Nothing
I didn't even know
If I was all here.
Published 12th August 2013 11:37am
Crazy Day
I am crazy today
I feel like a butterfly
Without the butter
Or butter without the fly
I see the blue sky
From a tunnel
Or is it a funnel
A burrow for my soul
To enter eternity
Or is that flying over
Above the coloured clouds…
I am crazy today
Singing in high octave
Trying to drown
This insanity in
In porous silt
I want to be an ostrich
But I can’t bear
The sounds of falling sand
I hear the distant
Whispers of demand
Be sane be sane be sane
I tell my friend
Don’t say a word
I am damaged goods
He laughs hollowly
‘I am damaged too
Look at me, hear me
I roar like a whisperer’
I fold in, silently
Feeling the arms
Of insanity
Hug me….
I feel like a butterfly
Without the butter
Or butter without the fly
I see the blue sky
From a tunnel
Or is it a funnel
A burrow for my soul
To enter eternity
Or is that flying over
Above the coloured clouds…
I am crazy today
Singing in high octave
Trying to drown
This insanity in
In porous silt
I want to be an ostrich
But I can’t bear
The sounds of falling sand
I hear the distant
Whispers of demand
Be sane be sane be sane
I tell my friend
Don’t say a word
I am damaged goods
He laughs hollowly
‘I am damaged too
Look at me, hear me
I roar like a whisperer’
I fold in, silently
Feeling the arms
Of insanity
Hug me….
Published 9th July 2013 6:34pm
Creepazoids
They are here again
the creepazoids
smiling wide
with empty eyes
staring at you
from everywhere
Yellow faces
distended in pain
flickering candles
in their brains
hungry looks
needy mouth
In the night
they move in forms
trundling rolling
on the ground
creeping crawling
in ungainly gait
come they in mortal dreams
Enter them in deepest fear
of sleeping people's mind
the scratching in one's chest
to reach the beating heart
Frantic in their want
For they need
what they don't have
A soul and heart
these scary yellow
empty faced
Creepazoids.
the creepazoids
smiling wide
with empty eyes
staring at you
from everywhere
Yellow faces
distended in pain
flickering candles
in their brains
hungry looks
needy mouth
In the night
they move in forms
trundling rolling
on the ground
creeping crawling
in ungainly gait
come they in mortal dreams
Enter them in deepest fear
of sleeping people's mind
the scratching in one's chest
to reach the beating heart
Frantic in their want
For they need
what they don't have
A soul and heart
these scary yellow
empty faced
Creepazoids.
Published 15th September 2013 8:38am
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