Ode to Romantic Norse Language
The Romantic Norse Language
When my Norse sweetheart
Gazes into my eyes
Utters sweet Viking phrases
With soft sibilant sighs
As when she murmurs
“Swen, you’re my
only strukanoodlefleerten
Ah, such endearing phrases
Make my spirits rise
Milky complexion
and silken blonde hair
Occasion many admirers
To stop and stare
Melting my heart With a purr like a cat
Says sweetly, “Swen,
do these lederhosen
Make my kanordeyshtuckens look fat? ”
Of all languages that exist
One has to love the Nordic beauty
As in this final phrase of farewell
May your marterpfleeger be verschtookinooty
poem by David Whalen
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John Keats (A bright star)
Ye unblessed being
Born in despair
Afore blooming fully
Was eclipsed by death cruelly
Though had a little past in poesy Art
Yet Great and Grand, ceased to be lost
Ah! Grief came to you as luxury
Indeed beauty dwells with melancholy
You're wrong when you stated
'My name was write in water'
Behold! Like a Polar Star at night
Make sensations dark illuminated
A Dime-god of a sensuous claim
Bereaved, bereft and lost
Words those you sweetly glossed
Mistook by and harshly exclaim
Your sweetly tuned phrases
Are symbol of high Romance
That brings every soul in trance
And halt a thousand gazes
An ardent lover and a true Romantic
Like a Sappho you're marked as sensuous
But thy lyrics sweets are more precious
Enough to make tender hearts frantic
poem by Gulsher john
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Beautiful phrases
Beautiful phrases
Emerald green, misty dells
Soft alabaster faces
Cold, briney ocean swells
Finely woven, antique laces
Sun-kissed cheeks
Rose petal lips
Long summer weeks
Braised roast beef tips
Cerulean skies
Elfin ears
Ebony eyes
Quicksilver tears
Raven haired lasses
Eagle-eyed lad
Fog shrouded passes
Wind moaning sad
Candle’s faint flicker
Pink tinged sky
Wild pony’s whicker
Soft, sibilant sigh
Trees tremulously swaying
Wind shivered reeds
Hair, silver graying
Man’s unfilled needs
These phrases have no scheme
And no reason that they should
Have only one redeeming theme
Be beautiful and…
Sound good.
poem by David Whalen
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Eric's Appetite
Eric the Red was a Viking cannibal
He'd never eat an animal
But he could've eaten a Norse.
poem by Simon Townsend
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In the Norse mythology Loki originally was on the side of the rest of the gods, helping them once or twice using a particularly nast forms of trickery. He was a cunning negotiator with a talent for technicalities. He was sort of the Norse equivalent of a lawyer, no doubt the reason they tied him down in a pit dripping acidic venom on him.
quote by Martin Terman
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Molech
Our wonderful world,
Our wonderful homes,
Of the customs and traditions;
But, no one is stronger than Yahweh!
Bye-bye to summer and hello to winter,
And like Nimrod and his 'mother-wife' Semiramis!
Bye-bye to winter and hello to summer,
And like the resurrection of nature after winter!
To Constantine the Emperor,
But, Nimrod married his mother.
To the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony,
With Easter Bunny and Easter Coloured Eggs!
And like the Aztecs of Mexico.
The goddess Ceres,
The German and the Celtic Yule rites;
And like a writer's ink!
But, Saturnalia became what is called Christmas today;
Yes, the very worship of the god Saturn!
Of the pagan customs,
Of the servants of Satan,
And to the Norse people of ancient Scandinavia;
Norse Ostara,
Norse Eostra,
And like a mysterious force!
And, of the worship of the ancestral spirits,
But marked by human sacrifice and lighted candles for Baal!
All in the name of hercules who was Molech.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Our Final Farewell
To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago.
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly.
Our final farewell, I remember your smile.
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were
that you got promoted.
Our final farewell, happened like any 'goodbye'.
Our final farewell, you seemed happy.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything,
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation.
Our final farewell, sometimes haunts me.
Our final farewell, happened so quick.
Our final farewell, I didn't know that it was going to
be our last.
Our final farewell, happened more then a year ago
Your final farewell, happened on the 15/11/05 as you
took your own life.
poem by Nikki Hamilton
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A Beauty To Behold
I have seen the beauty in your eyes, A beauty as a whole, a beauty that is natural, A beauty down to your soul,
You make me stop and stare, Each time I see u pass, Even with your beauty, You still have oh so much class!
You truly are a masterpiece, One that only God could make, You have the perfect smile, For God made no mistake! ! ! !
poem by Richard Goolsby
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Suicide Blonde
(a farriss & m hutchence)
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Was the colour of her hair
Like a cheap distraction
For a new affair
She knew it would finish
Before it began
Something tells me you lost the plan
Chorus
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
She stripped to the beat
But her clothes stay on
White light everywhere
But you cant see a thing
Such a squeeze
A mad sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there
Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery
Like rain across the land
Dont you see
The colour of deception
Turning your world around again
Chorus
song performed by by INXS
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Sonnet 100: Oh Tears, No Tears
Oh tears, no tears, but rain from Beauty's skies,
Making those lilies and those roses grow,
Which aye most fair, now more than most fair show,
While graceful Pity Beauty beautifies.
Oh honeyed sighs, which from that breast do rise,
Whose pants do make unspilling cream to flow,
Wing'd with whose breath, so pleasing zephyrs blow
As can refresh the hell where my soul fries.
Oh plaints conserv'd in such a sugar'd phrase
That Eloquence itself envies your praise
While sobb'd-out words a perfect music give.
Such tears, sighs, plaints, no sorrow is but joy:
Or if such heav'nly signs must prove annoy,
All mirth farewell, let me in sorrow live.
poem by Philip Sidney
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Mortal Framework Evoke Life Lessons
nature has
so many
beautiful phrases
written within
flesh framework
of love life lessons
after love
is lost
the final turn
the rose
is beautiful forever
is sustained
the Lotus
must remain
soul pure
aloft
in
aloneness
beautiful phrases written
within mortal framework
evoke love life lessons
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Let him speak soft words and offer wealth who longs for a woman's love.
I am seeking that “titled”, LOVE…
I am seeking that SWEET LOVE, STAND UP FOR LOVE type of love, LOVERS & FRIENDS kind of love, that Trick love the kids love.
I stare in your brown eyes and wish I had that SEXY LOVE, LOVE IN A SPECIAL WAY love, HATE THAT I LOVE YOU love.
I want to be able to question myself and ask if this COULD BE LOVE.
I wanna make him scream and shout, that’s not a problem because MY LOVE IS LIKE WOAH, my LOVE IS INCREDIBLE, my LOVE DON’T LOVE NOBODY else except for him because ALL I WANT IS his LOVE. I bet he will never experience A LOVE LIKE THIS BEFORE.
I want us to MAKE GOOD LOVE.
I want to make love in the street, perhaps get some CADILLAC LOVE.
I want to make him the LOVE OF MY LIVE and let him know that my LOVE DON’T COST A THING.
I want our loving to combine and become that ONE LOVE, to also have a hot sweaty love like the CALIFORNIA LOVE.
I am seeking that SWEET LOVE, ILL MAKE LOVE TO YOU type of love, DON’T TAKE YOUR LOVE AWAY kind of love, that I’m in love with a stripper love.
I stare in your brown eyes and wish I had that STUDIO LOVE,
I want to be able to question HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE.
I wanna make him scream and shout, that’s not a problem because MY LOVE IS LIKE WOAH, my LOVE IS ALIVE. I bet he will never experience this special NO ORDINARY LOVE.
I want to MAKE GOOD L.O.L.O.L.O.L.O.V.E.
I want us to make LOVE IN THE ELEVATOR, to show that our LOVE IS EVERLASTING, continuous, it does not stop on any level.
I want to make him the LOVE AMONG THE RUINS and let him know that LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING.
I want our love to be stupid as if LOVE DON’T MAKE NO SENSE and to be an everlasting LOVE BY DAY, LOVE BY NIGHT
Elegy
Let them bury your big eyes
In the secret earth securely,
Your thin fingers, and your fair,
Soft, indefinite-colored hair,—
All of these in some way, surely,
From the secret earth shall rise;
Not for these I sit and stare,
Broken and bereft completely;
Your young flesh that sat so neatly
On your little bones will sweetly
Blossom in the air.
But your voice,—never the rushing
Of a river underground,
Not the rising of the wind
In the trees before the rain,
Not the woodcock's watery call,
Not the note the white-throat utters,
Not the feet of children pushing
Yellow leaves along the gutters
In the blue and bitter fall,
Shall content my musing mind
For the beauty of that sound
That in no new way at all
Ever will be heard again.
Sweetly through the sappy stalk
Of the vigorous weed,
Holding all it held before,
Cherished by the faithful sun,
On and on eternally
Shall your altered fluid run,
Bud and bloom and go to seed;
But your singing days are done;
But the music of your talk
Never shall the chemistry
Of the secret earth restore.
All your lovely words are spoken.
Once the ivory box is broken,
Beats the golden bird no more.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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We Still
We still can make it through this,
We would have our moments,
We would have fights,
We still always love each other,
Always argue over the smallest things,
Never to stop to think that I would lose you,
Lose you over a rumor that was started by my ex best friend,
I never knew the truth behind those brown eyes, dirty blonde hair of yours,
The truth was I was falling in love with you,
We still can make up but now its too late cause you have moved on,
But my heart, my mind, my soul hasn’t moved on,
Never stop to think about you from all the fun memories of you,
It feels like you are here helping me out through my toughest time but your not I have or need to move on cause you are gone forever and I know that you’ll never ever come back.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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I Caught Fire
Seemed to stop my breath
My head on your chest
Waiting to cave in
From the bottom of my...
Hear your voice again
Could we dim the sun
And wonder where we've been
Maybe you and me
So kiss me like you did
My heart stopped beating
Such a softer sin
(I'm melting, I'm melting)
In your eyes
I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me
Lay with me
Now
Never caught my breath
Every second I'm without you I'm a mess
Ever know each other
Trust these words are stones
why cuts aren't healing
Learning how to love
I'm melting (I'm melting)
In your eyes
I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me
Lay with me
(Stay with me lay with me now)
You could stay and watch me fall
And of course I'll ask for help
Just stay with me now
Take my hand
We could take our heads off
stay in bed just make love that's all
Just stay with me now
I'm melting (I'm melting)
In your eyes
I lost my place
Could stay a while
and I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me
Lay with me
In your eyes
I lost my place
Could stay a while
and I'm melting
In your eyes
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me lay with me
(Stay with me, lay with me)
In your eyes
Let's sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes (I'm melting in your eyes)
Let's sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes
song performed by by Used
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Rise never at nighttime, except thou art spying.
Tribute To Princess Diana
Blessed Diana, thrilling phrases of love would make a paragraph,
for your much distinguished and magnificent epitaph.
Your slumber to eternity be likened to a sleeping beauty,
who will be awakened by the kiss of a Seraphic prince of immortality.
For a wedding in the heavenly realms forever shall be
an occasion for the heavens and earth to jointly see.
The hierarchy of heaven to grace the occasion,
inhabitants of the earth beneath to magnify its celebration,
the stars and other luminous bodies give a vivid expression
of the wedding of a goddess of the hunt, as a lasting impression.
Immortal Princess, forever an epitome of honour,
may your gentle and passionate soul dwell in heavenly splendour.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (14 November 1997)
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A Fairy tale love story
Every girls is looking for a perfect guy
A Prince Charming look a like
Or a protective Knight In Shining Armor
A romantic candlelit dinner
A romantic dance with him
Listening to his sweet songs
that make your heart jump
Every girls want to experience it
The undying love
The Romeo and Juliet
'you and me against the world' story
But do you think all of these exist?
A perfect love story
A perfect guy
A perfect LOVE that will last
Do you really believe that fairy tales do exist?
I don't believe that fairy tales do exist
But I believe that every girls will have
A FAIRY TALE LOVE STORY.
poem by Hime Hoshi
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Scarcast
I am Scarcast...
Born of God's graces
A spirit that amazes
Eyes that reveal a soul of deep gazes
Never deterred by hazes
Ignited with a passion that blazes
Often tagged with the crazies
Genius with a spade of aces
Chosen from a sea of blank faces
Light in a shade of dark phases
Beauty as a cushion of pleasant places
A lip of smart phrases
Humor with a jest of funny cases
Laughter from a teeth of ugly braces
And a heart made of love laces
Focused with a vision that races
Pondering on wondering feet paces
Music in a room of filled spaces
Giver with a love that embraces
In-love, stomach rumbling with cute
daisies
A smile that blindly dazes
Skillfully avoiding bad mazes
My mien seeps through the ages
Unmoved by life's rages
Wiser than all sages
Poet of beautiful pages
Entrepreneur with great wages
Astute eyes that accurately gauges
Learned in two languages
Principles never altered by changes
Dreams never bound by cages
....I am Scarcast.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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As Long As Your Eyes Are Blue
'Will you love me, sweet, when my hair is grey
And my cheeks shall have lost their hue?
When the charms of youth shall have passed away
Will your love as of old prove true?
'For the looks may change, and the heart may range
And the love be no longer fond;
Will you love with truth in the years of youth
And away to the years beyond?'
Oh, I love you, sweet, for your locks of brown
And the blush on your cheek that lies,
But I love you most for the kindly heart
That I see in your sweet blue eyes.
For the eyes are the signs of the soul within,
Of the heart that is leal and true,
And, my own sweetheart, I shall love you still,
Just as long as your eyes are blue.
For the locks may bleach, and the cheeks of peach
May be reft of their golden hue;
But, my own sweetheart, I shall love you still,
Just as long as your eyes are blue.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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