The drums roll…
I'm going to roll-out, drum rolls,
In your heart tonight!
It's going to feel - like thunder
Without; any respite.
It's going to feel like snow-fall
Drifting over your soul,
It's going to feel like glaziers melt-
Water - out of control…
'Love we're headed to a supernova?
The world is stunning…
But never as much as right now'
(As the drums roll, ding!)
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Lay still my beating heart!
Beneath the white-wet dew-lit foxgloves,
The lichens and apricot boughs
Beneath the dusky gray church-cock tower
And the ambient wet westward clouds,
Lay still my beating heart!
As silence wrestles with silence taut
As topaz ladybird march unduly
Through the myriad ichors of lustrous web
Through a needle of time unraveling,
Lay still my beating heart!
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The Call Of Winter Weather!
The night, sobbed
Her heart-out - near fully,
That is why the day arises happy.
Joyous as a song bird full of mirth
But see how the black bird is nesting
In some dark shadows girth.
Gazing through - yellow ringed eyes
Her eye - is like the center
Of a yew tree berry:
It speaks of a defining, terror…
When autumn fruits are falling…
The call of winter weather!
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Little bug…
Little bug, little bug!
Get out of bed
Go bother the neighbour’s…
…And make that bed.
Little bug, little bug!
Rest your head:
And count those blessings…
…That you’re not dead!
Little bug, little bug!
Has gone to the moon…
When he comes home
…He can tidy his room.
Little bug, little bug!
All curled up and blue.
When he questions
…What to do?
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Her treasury is quite empty
Summer she's had her time, allot:
A drubbing in the rain
A tinkling in the chimney-pot
Drumming; on the windowpane.
Summer she's all but faded and gone
Signing; off with her billowy frocks,
Like some little, angry, Eva Perón
When; Juan was put into the stocks.
Summer she's
In need of a very large dowry,
For in this regal England
Her treasury is quite empty.
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Love without sex - sex without love
Sanitize your dirty thoughts the filth on your mind
I might not want you beside me entwined
I'm not the maid - called to her master's ring,
I'm savvy and smart, and deserve better bling!
The footballer's wife, I'm not, I'm smarter by a lot
And, I major in what others have got.
And I have not! So don't take me for a fool…
Take me to the nearest jewelers and make me drool.
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The greyer the storm light folds
What temperance cruel smile brakes
From the bars of the raging sea;
Where wave on salt corrosive wave
Once purged loves sweetest melody.
But age and faith are truer friends
Than youth in all her guise;
That's why lover's can allure, amends
From all their cold deceits
Because the greyer the storm light folds
The deeper and brighter love burns
In her autumn coals...
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Through the sorrows of you!
Love is a sacred red rose
First you must breathe its
Hot fiery scented clothes
And then passion permits
Unveil your hearts velvet
Tear-ripped torment-soul
Be thankful not to covet
A vengeful idea to extol
A means to hurt afresh
Flesh of your own flesh
The blood of your blood
Be thankful love imbues
An eternal flower bud
Flowering once but true
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The poet’s trinity
Poets must be stoic as a tree
rooted in coastal chalk-rock
ravaged bent in one direction.
Willing as a lightening-rod
to burst into fires free...
There is but one love triangle
between him earth sea and sky
that is where he'll clime and drill
that is where he'll dive and swim
that is where he'll fly and dream
till his circle of life has completed
its inward, outward, ripple...
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Questions of adultery
Where can we break eggshells?
And meet as lovers.
When can two lovers kiss, and tell?
Their hearts contents to one another.
What they've shared together
Under the covers!
If you cheat and I cheat
What of the hurt to others!
If we but hurl those empty lies
Like a cheap confetti
Upon our unsuspecting lovers!
Question, can we be chastely.
Or honest to one another!
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