Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 6:41 am Post subject: Song for a loved one.
i.
Let the night envelope you
In a trance of a thousand smiles.
I am not known but for the courtesy;
Of the wind upon my lips.
In dreams seek the wild and near misses.
I dream with the wolves,
I surrender to the dark and the moon.
ii.
Let the oceans shower you
With their mesmeric song.
I am not there but for the mist;
Caressing your brow.
In thoughts find the paths hard and long.
I sing with the Ibis,
I bow to a long forgotten tune.
iii.
Let the lightning rage
Empower your being.
I am a distant rumble;
That beats with a heart.
Take all the chances of greeting or fleeing.
I talk with the serpents,
I hide in the woods whom I married.
iv.
Let the heavens above
Sing your praises.
I whisper alone old love songs;
Seek the avenues of life and their phases.
I chant backwards to a cow.
I praise the seasons of the sun that she carried.
v.
Let the world to such beauty be spellbound.
I am but a glance;
To admire your soul.
You will do as you will;
Take that, you found.
Pass me by !
I am but a near silent desert,
The ever shifting sand. _________________ ---
there was a young man called david. whos words made raymond go rabid. he waved his wand and the hair that was blond all fell on the floor and the pavement. told you i was crap at this
If you continue this baiting I will do a spell to make you old, bald and ugly.
Don't force my hand!
Now this is hillarious. I can't stop laughing after reading that poem by David.:))))) _________________ Magic Is. That’s all, it just is. We don’t have to create it, we simply have to find it. But where do we look? Within, first, last and always; look within.
Yes, I have seen his pics, that's why I was laughing at what you wrote.
You two must really love each other from what I see. ROFL!!! _________________ Magic Is. That’s all, it just is. We don’t have to create it, we simply have to find it. But where do we look? Within, first, last and always; look within.
i remembered a little poem i made...........
its called a night out with dave.........
in an underground bar which was like a cave
i went for a drink with my old mate dave
even though his head was swirlin'
he told me that his name was merlin...
his eyes had changed
he looked deranged
he dropped a doner on my jacket
which pissed me off-it cost a packet!
he said that he was Arthurs mate
i took him home as it was getting late
he dropped the kebab inside my car
you wouldnt think the pieces would stray so far
i was finding bits for months on end
thankyou dave my special friend
at 2a.m outside his house
with freezing cold water i was doused
is there a point to my story
a tale of ale,hope and glory ?
the moral of the yarn is this...
dont go out on the p***!
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