Three points of view experimental C&C
Him
My wife is beautiful to me.
But I am prejudiced you see.
I see the beauty deep within
Beneath the lines writ on her skin
by passing years but they can’t hide
The beauty which resides inside.
Her
My man is old and bent and gray
He didn’t always look that way
I see him as he used to be
but I am prejudiced you see
I see him in the prime of life
He is my man I am his wife.
Children
Although we three have always known
our Mum and Dad as being old.
Getting older as we have grown.
The memories we have and hold.
We tend to see them as they were
but somehow they seem smaller.
Dad’s not the man he used to be
but Mum is aging gracefully.
Dad may be looking old and bent,
to Mum he is magnificent
and he still thinks her wonderful.
His life time love and beautiful
Our parents taught us all they knew.
What we learned was how to
love and to live the way we should.
Though we have done the best we could
There is no way we can compare
to such a perfect pigeon pair.
We’re proud of them they’re proud of us
Though none of us kick up a fuss.
We know and we know they know
That in due course they both will go.
but leave behind a legacy
Love given unconditionally.
19-Jan-09.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Ageless Beauty for M lady Ernestine
True beauty lies beneath the skin.
It’s not something for surface show.
A quality which lies within
but others can bask in its glow.
Some beauty fades as years pass by.
No matter how hard you may fight
to hide the signs you can’t deny
True beauty shines through ever bright.
True beauty is not visible
but rather something which you feel.
Something which makes you comfortable
the passing years can never steal.
True beauty thinks of others first
and offers love without reserve.
As a cool drink will quench our thirst
it gives us more than we deserve.
True beauty is a quality
which lasts until the day you die.
A precious gift that’s given free
which no amount of cash can buy.
Beauty is skin deep so they say.
Of mere good looks that is quite true.
Youthful prettiness fades away
but inner beauty still shines through.
23-Jun-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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What Is Beautiful
What is beautiful?
Children playing together not concerned with the color of their skin
Watching a child’s creativity in playing with an imaginary friend
Every child that we see playing happily and smiling
God’s gift of a child is life’s most precious blessing
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Watching our kids growing up during adolescence
Discover who they are; the need to “fit in” is present
They may find that during this time, life is quite stressful
Yet, they’re finding new friends and this feels wonderful
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Teenagers that becomes so excited in going on their first date
Parents reminiscing this moment; a lost feeling that was great
Both the joy and nervousness as a teen experience a first kiss
A first kiss is an unforgettable moment; the feeling of bliss
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Watching teenagers emerging into young men and women
They’re bodies are maturing; their emotions are growing
They are about to leave to begin working or go on to college
They will learn more about life and gain much knowledge
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Men and women during the prime of their lives
From healthy bodies outside to wonderful spirits inside
From men’s masculinities to a women’s soft, silky skin
Their hearts are filled with love and compassion within
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
From the appearance across the sky from the setting sun
To a couple’s minds, souls, and hearts uniting as one
From the wonderful beauty in the wings of a white dove
To the warmth and the feeling of love and to be loved
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
We grow older; wrinkles are now showing on our face
Yet within, the same love shines through with every embrace
The beauty of our once young faces is still present in our hearts within
Life’s utmost beauty; loving the times spent with our families and friends
This is beautiful!
poem by David Hall
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In praise of older women for M lady Ernestine
There is beauty in old age
which younger girls can’t emulate
As if the lady’s reached the stage
where she need not dissimulate
She’s not afraid to let you see
the lines that life’s writ on her face.
Each wrinkle was earned honourably
each laughter line has earned its place
Cosmetics may conceivably
appear to slow the passing years
but only temporarily
before you are reduced to tears
Youthful beauty soon fades away
no matter how hard you may try
by artifice to make it stay.
In lucky ladies replaced by
A much longer lasting beauty
which shows from somewhere deep inside
without a trace of vanity
Though grace and dignity abide.
Old ladies can be beautiful
and often turn a young man’s head.
Although they are quite comfortable
accepting compliments unsaid.
Admiring glances from young men
who readily appreciate
The beauty of older women
is something youth can’t imitate.
Young women lack maturity
which older ladies can display.
Their youthful insecurity
somehow always gets in the way.
29-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Perfect Love for MY Lady Irene
Dan Cupid and St Valentine
Would seem to a be clueless pair
and quite unable to define.
What constitutes a love divine.
An old Greek god who’s lost his way.
A celibate without a clue.
Love does not need a special day
I know much better than they do.
Why I love you and you love me.
I see no need for fairy tales.
That’s why I tell you constantly
My love for you will never fail..
It’s not because you do not know
My actions serve to underline
that I love you. But even so
I must repeat that you are mine
and I am yours eternally.
Three little words are all I need
Although I say them frequently
because my love we are agreed.
No day must pass without we tell
each other.Three words we love to hear.
Although we both know very well
For perfect love casts out all fear.
All that I need you can provide
You hold my heart in your small hand
My love for you I cannot hide
Your slightest wish is my command.
My only purpose is to serve.
You are the centre of my life
you give me more than I deserve.
No man could have a better wife.
We did not need St Valentine
nor yet Dan cupid and his bow.
I knew you were meant to be mine
My guardian angel told me so.
7-Feb-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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In This Skin
They see me in a magazine
I'm the one they want to be
Still don't feel I'm good enough
Still don't feel I'm thin enough
I stand up and I'm pushed back down
And every opinion now
It makes me feel inhuman
Giving in and giving up
To be worthy
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
So tell me what is wrong with me
I'm the girl with everything
So why am I not strong enough
I want to be strong enough
To tell you how I really feel
I know my talent is real
So don't tell me, don't tell me
I have to be 102
I don't have nothing to prove
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Cause I am worthy...
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
Be real, be real
See the beauty inside this skin
I don't have to hide this skin[love the skin I'm in]
I feel, I feel
An awakening in this skin
Stop forsaking me in this skin
I am, I am,
[Beatiful in this skin
'beatiful' lies within
Beatiful in this skin
I am]
To be worthy
Be beautiful
Love me for me
'Cuz I am beautiful
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
Be real, be real
See the beautiful in this skin
'Cuz I don't want to have to hide it
I feel, I feel
I'm beautiful in this skin
Beautiful in this skin
I'm beautiful
And your beautiful
Beautiful in this skin
I'm beautiful
And you are beautiful
Beautiful in this skin
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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Sorrow
I walked into the park and saw a young man sitting by a flower bed
I asked him why he looked so miserable and this is what he said,
“Sixty years ago I fell in love with a beautiful girl and now she has to die
I knew her time would come one day, but the years have just flashed by.
I knew that it was wrong to love her, but my heart ruled over my head.
I was there when she was born at home and I stood by her mother’s bed.
As the years passed I watched over her, and proposed when she was sixteen.
She was so young and beautiful then, and everyday we lived a dream.
She didn’t know that I was different and I just couldn’t bear to tell her so,
but she had suspicions as her hair greyed, and my age didn’t show.
And now my heart is breaking because I want to die and be with my wife,
without her my life isn’t worth living, and I no longer want this life.
For sixty years life has been wonderful for me and my only true love,
but soon I must take her up and leave her in the heavens above.
I don’t know how I’m going to take the woman I adore from my side.
I’m sorry for sharing my sorrow with you, ” and as he left he cried.
poem by Orlando Belo
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These Words Too Say What Love Was
ATHESE WORDS TOO SAY WHAT LOVE WAS
These words too say what Love was-
Though I am long from that love and those feelings-
Once there were songs in the night and great passion
And we were a kind of happiness that only the very blessed know-
I had dreamed of such love for so long
And you in your beauty were all Beauty could ever be-
We loved for a long time
And in that love I learned forever that Love is real-
But somehow in a way I will never understand
For you that love died-
And I was left loving without being loved
And had to go a long time in the pain of longing for you again-
But that was long long ago
And now where our love is no one can ever know
For it is only in memories that cannot truly capture what it really was-
Love it is true is the most beautiful thing we know
And I knew this with you
And will be grateful for it forever-
Though the nights the many years of nights in the long time that has passed say
There are other feelings by which we live and kinder quieter loves also -
O passion of my life oh destiny long gone oh Love I will never know again,
Do you blame yourself at all as I long ago have forgiven you
For abandoning the Beauty of our Life for long sad years of concentrated mindfilled gladnesses?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Beauty Of A Poem
The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn leaves
The beauty of the people we love
The beauty that pervades life
The beauty that turns away from us
And will not let us be a part of it
The beauty we hold on to fragilely
As a driven leaf
The beauty the beauty the beauty
Oh life oh God of goodness oh death
The beauty we can never see
And the Beauty within us all
Oh God
The Beauty in us and Beyond us all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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My wonderful wife............
Since we married, our life journey sails smoothly
step by step with out any barrier or trouble
We walk side by side as a husband and wife
We know the day when we started our life
Those roads were hard and mountain to walk and climb
The sun and rain showered its strength on us while walking on the road
The nights were thoughtful of our future instead of honeymoon
But your strength and faith made me to over come all those obstacles
Your love and courage energized me to build up from the scrape
Your kindness and patient kept me away from sadness and frustrations
You are always remains as my wonderful and loving wife
Now we have lovely family and blessed with two wonderful sons
We can be proud what we have done for us and for our children
Our love and guidance could help our children to live decently
Not only they will learn to care of their children but also us
It has been twenty years since we told ' I Do' front of God
But my love still grows for you strong and everlasting trust
I could not imagine how my life would have been without you
I have to thank God for giving me a wonderful and understanding wife
and making us a great family as husband, wife and children
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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A Song for my Wife
my wife, my beloved wife...
my best friend forever
though it is not our anniversary,
yet there is nothing to celebrate,
I love you so much
I love you every day
until we die together
do you know until now,
we had the best family,
i had two beautiful daughters
my dear wife,
every time i wake up in the morning,
i always see your beautiful eyes
i love the warmth of you body
when ever you sleep in my arms
i feel your love so tender,
o my wife, my beloved wife
thought our marriage is not perfect
all I wish is to grow old with you.
poem by Rey Benipayo
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Happy 2nd Anniversary
When i think of you
When I look at thee
It reminds how beautiful
And lovely love can be
For you have special gifts
That makes you a unique being
And inside you lot of qualities
of excellence can be seen
I'm happy with you dear
And proud to be your wife
And I really wish
To spend my whole life
With you and your love
That grows strong everyday
Because you are an inspiration
For me in my life's way
And you're a symbol of love
And an angel of God's care
That makes you very special
For me my Sunny dear
And it is our 2nd Anniversary
So I wish us joys in life
And hope we can live always
Like good husband and a wife.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Perfect Pair
Beneath the perfect warm sunshine,
Beneath the perfect sky...
The lion and his Valentine
Both shared the perfect sigh...
Love is both precious and perfect,
The maximum, the best...
The strongest love that could be checked
Could pass each trial and test...
The perfect breeze had calmed the air...
They rested, so serene...
And everyone was quite aware
The king had found his queen.
There was no doubt their love would last
The years until life's end...
For each had found how quick time passed
When with the perfect friend.
They gazed into each other's smile...
Like perfect lovers do...
The perfect pair stayed there a while...
Content, for love was new...
I envy them with all my heart,
For all the joy they've known...
You see, I live my life apart...
Unloved and all alone...
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Perfect Pair'.
The Stephen Gayford poems can be viewed here:
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poem by Denis Martindale
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This Gift You Have Given Me
Aaaaah
Mama...my first words
Dada threw me in the air
I trusted he'll catch me
And he did
But Papa...I've never met him
Never seen him, never known him
He used bare hands to form my porcelain skin
And ingenuity to craft my genius mind
The breathed in me for so long
Then dropped precious stones in me
To help beautify the ailing earth
He hugged me and prayed I'd remember him
I didn't...Papa...
He wrote a big book of letters I found boring
But used as a bed time story
And learned that Papa's this mighty guy
Papa...
Heard he loves me crazy, unconditionally
And wants me to love others the same
But the world knows not love that's pure and bursts
But I don't know how to...love
I long for him, I leave him alone a lot
But the yearning cannot be feigned
Papa...
The best things in life are free
People say free things have no value
But your life, your sanity
Your children, your family
Your health, your mind,
Your peace, your joy
Your love, Papa's love
Compare with the things we put value on:
My flat screen, my Range
My ipad, my Gucci.
My jewelry, my clothing
My degree, my duplex.
Now you, I, we are more beautiful
Than the most perfect rose or
Most beautiful egoistic peacock
He dropped many treasures in me
I've danced, I've sang, I've led
And now I'm writing to you
This gift I've been given...
This gift we've been given...
Let's change the world...
By first finding Papa.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Flower and Bird
Amongst the lonely branches of a tree,
Stood a lovely flower fragrant and free,
She was the sight of every passer-by,
'What a beautiful flower! ' people would cry.
The flower in the prime of its youth,
Couldn’t identify life and its real truth,
Proud by its fragrance and beauty it stood,
And thought that beauty was what made it good,
Impressed by its beauty a little bird would sing,
The tale of its love and the whole valley would ring,
Perched on the branch of the great oak tree,
The bird sings its love for the flower to see,
People would stop and look at this tale,
Of the beautiful lady and the gallant male.
And one day the bird let its heart out,
And the beautiful flower refused with pout,
The bird wanting its beloved’s heart,
Asked her, 'What do I do so that we don’t part? '
And the proud flower told the lonely bird,
'There is a flower down the valley, have you heard?
Its brilliant red, is said is more beautiful than me,
So dear bird, make me red, as red as I can be! '
The bird said, 'But your beauty is no match,
So beautiful are you that my heart, you did catch! '
The flower in its pride and anger,
Told the bird 'Oh! Don’t bother',
The sadness in its eyes, the bird couldn’t see,
And said, 'I gift the colour red to thee! '
Saying this he pierced his heart on a thorn,
And spilt the blood on her till he was torn,
And the flower indeed did become red,
With the love of the little bird’s blood,
People would stare at the beautiful flower,
And amongst the branches it would hover,
The people passing soon forgot the song of the bird,
But the silent lament of the flower was never heard,
The flower never forgot the love of its bird,
But the melody of the poor bird was never heard!
poem by Supriya Mothay
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All that's good and beautiful
All that's good and beautiful
~
All that's good and beautiful
in my heart resides her name
a flower in the garden of my soul
eternally in bloom, forever beautiful
the seeds of such a love as this
should serve to sow in the world
a happiness all should share
and tend with the gentlest hand
to feed and nurture it through
the harshest winters to come
and the dry endless summer
that it never wilts nor dies
a work of love persists to remind
the legacy that shall remain
is one for all to see and know
all that's good and beautiful
in my heart resides her name
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Her Beautiful Face
' HER BEAUTIFUL FACE'
The first time that he saw her it was her beautiful face,
He fell in love at first glance though he was very young
He spoke to her and found out that she was beautiful within,
A friend he had made for life with that beautiful face,
So slim and innocent the girl with the beautiful face,
She gave him three wonderful children the girl with the beautiful face,
As years went on she became the sole love of his life,
A wonderful Mother was the girl with the beautiful face,
Grandchildren were so deserved for the girl with the beautiful face,
As he took his last few breaths in life, the last thing he saw was her oh so beautiful face.
Dave Bennett
poem by David Bennett
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Gardner of beauty
Your beauty is like that of a Gardner tending to his flowers making life more beautiful with each day you tend to them. I could only wish to be one of your flowers in your garden and hope to feel your gentle hands as you would tend to me. Your beauty is to me as rain is to a flower, giving it nourishment for life. your beauty is my rain and it makes my love grow for you like that of the flower. Your loving soul is that of Gods warmth coming from the sun to a flower. Your love is my sun and feeling it's warmth to the touch it makes my soul grow as the flower would on a summer day. How I ask to be your flower and you be my gardener of life.
7-1-09
poem for my wife
poem by Timothy Honeycutt
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Thoughts On A Grey Day
I thank my god
For perfect love and peace
Ill hold her tight
And always as
And always
Mine forever
Love, love
So great
So divine
Trees a gray day has changed everything
Its beautiful, just beautiful
So beautiful this first gray day is ours
My loving child, my grace of god
Relive my child and love
I crawl to me knees,my dear love
Will you promise to kiss my perfect healing hands And finger
And make a promise to me that you will also may my each command
And never ever fail me, youll be mine forever more
The sun is here my love, my love
My sun, our sun complete
God bless our perfect, prefect gray day
With trees so bare, so bare
But O so beautiful , so beautiful
The gray and blue sky
The world is here, ours
Just, justing , just ours
Our own hold us tight , I am yours
Just a dream, a gone dream
Mischievous ?
Never ever cease
My love, My love
Pregnant sweet , Love is tender.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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A Beautiful Heart
Beautiful Girl
Beautiful Heart
The two don't always go together
Neither, necessarily apart
A beautiful girl
You might come across every day
and you might feel an attraction
We're wired that way
But in time you know
what others eventually learn
It's a beautiful heart
that's better to earn
Because beauty only goes so far
and is skin deep
But a beautiful heart
is forever to keep
And long after beauty has faded
she'll likely remain jaded
Vanity in its place remains
seeking approval and gains
But a beautiful heart
grows in its grace
and gracefulness is its own beauty
and puts a smile on your face
When you see the eyes
and you look deep inside
you can see many things
that some may hide
A beautiful heart
is so hard to find
Treasure above priceless art
Inspire me to be kind
One special girl
will remind you of both
Beauty and a beautiful heart
and you'll gravitate to her from the start
She'll play on your soul
and she'll stay gentle on your mind
and you find yourself dreaming
'I wish somehow she was mine'
But of the two if you could so choose
a bet on which you can never lose
Choose the beautiful heart
Because that heart will melt away your blues
A beautiful heart will increase your joy
and increase your hope
and make you feel like a man
More than just a toy
If you find a girl with a beautiful heart
Give her love from the very start
Treat her kind and with dignity and care
and for you, she'll always be there
poem by James T. Adair
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Beautiful One
Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
To ravage my world as might a sweet angel.
Oh beautiful thing, so much at ease:
Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle.
Oh beautiful creature, sail me do,
As floating on seas of halcyon blue tincture.
You beautiful being, gracing charm
And features that render feel of deep texture.
Your beautiful poise in glide supreme,
Gives such like a vista honed as from heaven.
That beautiful art of face ornate,
Not ever to understate or be riven.
Your beautiful flame of pulchritude
Doth dizzy me high, so I conclude always
You beautiful girl forever be
My shining Janette; my guide; my stairway.
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