Bedroom (Sorrow Poem)
Narrow single fall-out bedroom fear,
Four poster dreaming fantasy love,
King size suite is playing-field empty,
Twin queens wondering if just for queens.
Hard or soft, big or small, no fun alone.
These sleepless thoughts caused,
By ever increasing jetlagged jetlag,
Which now feels more like hangover,
But incurable with a walk or hair of the dog.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Living Words (Love Poem)
Words that touch you physically,
Emotionally, spiritually, make you feel
Younger, stronger, adventurous, in love,
Touch you in gentle massage, fast beating
Heart, tingling skin, enraptured, in words
You see everything, experience feelings,
Beyond senses, living in the moment,
Wanting, waiting, wishing, words that
Touch your very soul in living love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Life (Life Poem)
Birth gives life with an awful
Closeness, since today I
Sent a 1st birthday card
To a part of me, that
I gave to my son.
It crossed in the
Post with his
Card which
Read…
'Ian donates high quality kidney to his son'
In
Giving
We receive
More than we
Can ever expect
When we do what
Comes naturally to a
Parent in this cycle of
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Saturday (Love Poem)
Reflections of Saturday night by the pool bar
Fans cannot cool the Christmas sticky heat
South Pacific beers in Port Moresby cool
Raskols in the streets and Indian in the Palazzo
Friendly staffs serve apartheid ex-patriots
Sunday diving in the deep blue sea
America is almost always yesterday
Europe is night and sometimes day
Home seems very far away today.
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Without (Love Poem)
Like a car without a driver
Like a plane without a pilot
Like a boat without a captain
Like a town without a person
Like a hole without a space
Like a map without a place
Like a suit without a man
Like a shoe without a foot
Like a hat without a head
Like a cry without a child
Like a bark without a dog
Like a smile without a face
Like me
Without
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Launch (Life Poem)
Living
On the edge
Of adrenaline
With caffeine
No sleep.
Torture team
Manage manager
Calm customers
Shoot supplier
No sleep.
Fixes fail
Skype saviour
Possible plan
Fanatic focus
No sleep.
Forget food
More madness
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Eyes Wide Shut (Love Poem)
When I close my eyes and listen to
The thlunk of the fridge door,
The burble of water boiled,
The clink of a cup stirred,
The rasp of knife on toast,
The crispness of bacon frying,
The sweetness of butter melting,
The tartness of orange squeezed,
The closeness of breakfast for two,
The rustle of night-time silk,
I am where I love to be,
Close to you.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Traces (Life Poem)
Traces of memories we leave in verse,
Which capture moments in time, that
Become invisible, once they are gone.
Traces of what we are and do and can do,
In our life from the day we are born, until
We die, a summation of hopes and fears.
Traces are the sticky air between, hope
Fulfilled and the fears conquered, while
Life flows slowly towards an endless sea.
poem by Ian Beckett
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El Viaje Final (Death Poem)
Yo estaba muy
cerca de la muerte hoy,
en el camino a Cochabamba.
Las 'muchas' líneas de cruces tristes,
ninguna de ellas previsto para morir.
¿Cómo puede usted saber?
¿Cómo saber?
¿Cuándo?
Yo vivo cada día
como si fuera mi último.
Así que
cuándo
llegue
al final
del camino,
deseos incumplidos,
no me atormentarán
en la vida próxima, si hay una.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Jewels (Love Poem)
Your eyes are like a window to a cave
Containing all the precious jewels in the world
The jewels are the reflection of our life together
Diamonds sparkle in bright light of an ice-cold day
Topazes glow with honeycomb fire in the evening
Rubies lust for love in a dark hour before dawn
Emeralds release a relaxing sleepy smile
Pearls display the heart of our loving.
poem by Ian Beckett
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