Thoughts of you and me at Langebaan
(after John Donne)
Let us live in love
for a time at the blue lagoon
and to each other pleasures prove,
under a white hot sun and golden moon
where the river to the sea twisting run
and let us there kiss and play
have an own summer season in the sun,
enjoy each other day after day.
When in the crystal waters you swim
like a mermaid you will be to me
lovely, kind and supple and slim
and beautiful fish we will see
and there one another we will adore
with feelings, intensity not being able to be more.
[Reference: “The bait” by John Donne.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Bait
COME live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines and silver hooks.
There will the river whisp'ring run
Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun;
And there th' enamour'd fish will stay,
Begging themselves they may betray.
When thou wilt swim in that live bath,
Each fish, which every channel hath,
Will amorously to thee swim,
Gladder to catch thee, than thou him.
If thou, to be so seen, be'st loth,
By sun or moon, thou dark'nest both,
And if myself have leave to see,
I need not their light, having thee.
Let others freeze with angling reeds,
And cut their legs with shells and weeds,
Or treacherously poor fish beset,
With strangling snare, or windowy net.
Let coarse bold hands from slimy nest
The bedded fish in banks out-wrest;
Or curious traitors, sleeve-silk flies,
Bewitch poor fishes' wand'ring eyes.
For thee, thou need'st no such deceit,
For thou thyself art thine own bait:
That fish, that is not catch'd thereby,
Alas! is wiser far than I.
poem by John Donne
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Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
quote by John Donne
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What greatness did we experience?
(after John Donne)
What greatness did we experience,
what joys did we know
when we were raised in great convenience,
until the sparks of love between us did glow?
If ever sheer loveliness I did see
it was on that great summer’s day
when you first smiled at me,
when every though to you did stray.
Like explorers we had discovered a new continent,
an unknown hemisphere where none had ever been
and we may have seemed impertinent,
about each other overly keen
when we were in love and wandered eye in eye
like Adam and Eve under God’s cobalt-blue sky.
[Reference: “The Good-morrow” by John Donne.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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No winter will destroy the coming spring
(after John Donne)
No winter will destroy the coming spring,
between you and me
and the feelings that are rising
come with raging passion and with dignity
and gently flowers unfold on every branch,
while birds are singing,
there is something deep in every glance
in every small token that you are bringing
and those who laugh at love poetry,
do not dwell deeper still,
in the words see only you and me,
do not know love as we do and will:
To me you are the one that love affords
the one I have to praise in all my words.
[Reference: “Love’s Growth” by John Donne.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The ecstasy
(after John Donne)
From the start although it had been
great ecstasy and our loving
had been better than anything and we were keen,
we had a deep understanding
and although it were at times gentle and powerfully severe,
the fun and joy and moment’s bliss was unperplex
while nothing did with the loving interfere,
we both knew that it had been much greater than just sex
while our hands, fingers and bodies did intertwine
and for long moments
in all things, in intimacy you were mine;
there were some elements
of a different thing
of a principle, of love a greater understanding.
[Reference: “The ecstasy” by John Donne.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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In His Fishing Expedition
in his fishing expedition
his bait is this bluff
and with gullibility
you take the bait,
swallow the hook, line and sinker
i say
baby you have not yet learned the intricate art of the spies
those who are still not captured by the enemies
in the middle of their yards
take the bait
and put it back to the sea
you must learn how to fish too
in this expedition of lies and deception
take the shape of the mythical mermaid
swim like a slimy fish but sing like a beautiful woman.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
quote by John Donne
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Donne
donne
Zucchero
Donne du du du in cerca di guai
donne al telefono che non suona mai
Donne du du du in mezzo a una via
donne allo sbando senza compagnia
Negli occhi hanno dei consigli e tanta voglia di avventure e se han fatto molti sbagli sono piene di paure
Le vedi camminare insieme
nella pioggia o sotto il sole
dentro pomeriggi opachi senza gioia ne dolore
Donne du du du
pianeti dispersi ,
per tutti gli uomini cos diversi
Donne du du du amiche di sempre
donne alla moda donne contro corrente
Negli occhi hanno gli areoplani
per volare ad alta quota
dove si respira l'aria e la vita non vuota
Le vedi camminare insieme nella pioggia o sotto il sole
dentro pomeriggi opachi
senza gioia ne dolore
Donne ,ooh
Donne ,
Donne
Donne ,
Donne
Donne du du du in cerca di guai
Donne al telefono che non suona mai
Donne du du du in mezzo a una via
donne allo sbando senza compagnia
song performed by by Zucchero
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Loving Kindness Lingers Deep In Your Soul (Stave Stanza Sestets)
I am glad that I have met you on my way,
as you bring something lovely to any day,
loving kindness lingers deep in your soul
makes everywhere a place it does control,
discoverers have gone to worlds unknown
but with you, we have a world of our own.
Both our lives are different hemispheres
that completes a whole without any fears,
the way to truth in your lovely eyes rest
where the course set, is always true and best
others me to different ways have shown
but with you, we have a world of our own.
[Reference: 'The Good-morrow' by John Donne.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Come Along To The Place I Love
Come along to the place I love,
near the ocean and sparkling clear rivers
that is lovely as paradise
or a place in one’s dreams.
Let us float in the blue lagoon,
go beneath the waterfall,
feel all of the water’s kisses
while desire rises like the golden moon.
Then let us embrace each other,
while your naked skin clings onto mine
and I experience your gentle loveliness
as we continually get closer
to the very edge of the abyss,
let us be caring and totally careless
with every kind of tender caress
with water splattering over passionate hot flesh.
Let us intertwine
and meet in the centre core
of the body’s heat
while around us the waters hiss
let this be much more than just lust,
and a kind of bliss
when we kiss and kiss,
while stars sparkles above us.
poem by Gert Strydom
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On A Romantic Night
Come along to the place I love,
near the ocean and sparkling clear rivers
that is lovely as paradise
or a place in one’s dreams.
Let us float in the blue lagoon,
go beneath the waterfall,
feel all of the water’s kisses
while desire rises like the golden moon.
Then let us embrace each other,
while your naked skin clings onto mine
and I experience your gentle loveliness
as we continually get closer
to the very edge of the abyss,
let us be caring and totally careless
with every kind of tender caress
with water splattering over passionate hot flesh.
Let us intertwine
and meet in the centre core
of the body’s heat
while around us the waters hiss
let this be much more than just lust,
and a kind of bliss
when we kiss and kiss,
while stars sparkles above us.
poem by Gert Strydom
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For Godsake Hold Your Tongue and Let Me Love
Please be quiet, little friend,
You're driving me right round the bend!
I'm sick and tired of your whining voice,
You're giving me no other choice
But to slam the door and go outside
Which really hurts my foolish pride.
You're keen to voice your point of view
But for Heaven's sake I have feelings too!
When will you ever give me peace?
When will your petty grumblings cease?
Don't you remember there was a time
We loved each other very much,
We trembled at each other's touch
And quarrelling just seemed a crime?
I've really had enough of this!
Let's banish anger with a kiss,
Either that or go to bed -
Shut up, my love, enough's been said! !
The title of this verse is a quotation from a famous poem by John Donne.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Feels Like A Woman
Donne
in cerca di guai
donne a un telefono che non suona mai.
Donne
in mezzo a una via
donne allo sbando senza compagnia.
Negli occhi hanno dei consigli
e tanta voglia di avventure
e se hanno fatto molti sbagli
sono piene di paura.
Le vedi camminare insieme
nella pioggia o sotto il sole
dentro pomeriggi opachi
senza gioia ne' dolore.
Donne
pianeti dispersi
per tutti gli uomini cosi' diversi.
Donne
amiche di sempre
donne alla moda, donne contro corrente...
Negli occhi hanno gli aeroplani
per volare ad alta quota
dove si respira l'aria
e la vita non e' vuota.
Le vedi camminare insieme
nella pioggia o sotto il sole
dentro pomeriggi opachi
senza gioie ne' dolore.
Donne
in cerca di guai
donne a un telefono che non suona mai.
Donne
in mezzo a una via
donne allo sbando senza compagnia.
Donne
du du
du du
du du.
song performed by by Zucchero
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
quote by John Donne
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Donne
Donne
Is beautiful
She has
A beautiful
Smile
Donne
poem by Aldo Kraas
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If no man is an island?
If no man is an island
and if every human being
has an impact on all others,
then why can man not find peace
and are the warhorses
still thundering by
and does the bell at the cemetery
keep on tolling?
[Reference: No man is an island by John Donne]
poem by Gert Strydom
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To England
There are no postage stamps that send letters
back to England three centuries ago,
no postage stamps that make letters
travel back until the grave hasn't been dug yet,
and John Donne stands looking out the window,
it is just beginning to rain this April morning,
and the birds are falling into the trees
like chess pieces into an unplayed game,
and John Donne sees the postman coming up the street,
the postman walks very carefully because his cane
is made of glass.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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Unwanted Solace
Beautiful sky soft air
peaceful rain kind rainbow
smile of an unwanted solace
can anything be joyful
as an ant
how can hell bring
solace to the wicked
if all is well
its well with all
never be that kind
of person which never
accept more of him
liberty of the mind
peace of the soul
can solace be of heart
how joyful sinner will
be when Christ is introduce
liberation never means success
an invisible love will
come to visible when all that
happen is physical
as an african child dig
for maggot so does
Christ dug for you
as a current is needed
in a river so does
you want Him
the fear of the unknowing
is always the most terrible
sickness on earth
pertake undertake overtake take
what nature has for you
nature is never the cause
neither does your believe
but our fate
like the shining of the
moring sun
shining of the moon
at night
never ask more about
the sparking beautiful stars
at night
courage is never one
untill its proven to be one
catching fishes teaching preaching
remind you never touch
your teacher
equal time but bigger
thought from men
willing or not nature
must be encourage
my mentor John Donne
i will be greater than you......
poem by Senator alufalism
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A Fixation
between two islands
of my life
i set upon a swim
this middle portion
of clear calm waters
it is not deep
no storms not even a wave
it is crystal clear
and beneath
a white sandy floor
some fish lick my legs
and tickle my pelvis
some sea grass massage
the soles of my feet
and so i like it here
and i am not going somewhere
or anywhere
the other island
which they call eternal bliss
for a while
can wait
it is between day and night
it is between heaven and earth
it is between life and death
it is what you call
my sinfulness.
in here i am very happy
and that is all enough for me
the sky blue waters are so cool
& the surroundings simply beautiful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Era of the Butterfly
The butterfly with golden wings
Soars through summer sunlight
Over waves of endless time;
Love drifts on gossamer wings
In the Era of the Butterfly
Shimmering dewdrops tenderly kiss
Bright roses’ ruby lips
Laughing brooks babble downstream
Following paths of endless miles
In the Era of the Butterfly
While a breeze is softly stirring
Graceful leaves of inland trees,
By a sea of blue reflections
A mermaid’s combing lengths
Of her shimmer-green hair
As she wonders of her loved one
Beneath the sea queen’s throne of rock
Darting fish with scales like nacre
Play sea-games deep below
Where waters flow blue-green
Through glowing-color forest fronds
Growing thick from sea-bed sands
In this era hope and love
Spring up for all those blessed
By a touch of feather wings
In bliss eternal they intend to live
Virgin earth sweetly sings ‘I am
Alive, thriving richly gold and green’
As fresh blue waters of her lakes
Cast sparks of joy in sunlight,
Grasses of a rich-soil earth
Sigh a chorus of contentment
Directed by flirtatious zephyrs
A time of idyll, of peaceful coexistence
With no reason to ever quarrel;
The winged one will ensure the truth
No being is allowed to be
Superior to another
In the Era of the Butterfly
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poem by Erein Emrys
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