Dysmorphia
To others, she appeared so fair,
Her blonde hair long and silky
Her eyes intelligent and kind,
her complexion clear and milky.
She saw herself quite differently
in the mirror of her mind.
She thought her breasts a lttle small,
with a much too large behind.
So, unhappy with her looks,
she stayed apart, alone.
She turned down dates from hopeful mates
and stayed most nights at home
So she sought out the surgeons knife
to perfect her derriere.
The infection that she died from
is, fortunately, quite rare.
Our ladies should be happy
with the gifts that nature gave.
Not risk all on a tragic end
while being Fashion's slave
poem by John F. McCullagh
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When the Kings Went to War
When the kings went to war
Went to war
Went to war
When the kings went to war
I stayed home.
Now the kings have returned
Some have died
Most alive
Now the kings have returned
And I'm alone.
Who to tell
How to say
All that happened in the days
When the kings went to war
While I stayed home.
Oh the battles
Oh the hell
Not of war but worse
The well-kept secrets crying
To be known.
Knocks the door
Comes before
Nathan knows and he will tell
How the king failed to war
When he stayed home.
When the kings went to war
Went to war
Went to war
When the kings went to war
I stayed home.
Papa do you know?
Do you know papa? '
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,
Mom gave me all happiness of life,
Not looked beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too papa,
You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,
You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran continuous,
You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,
You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide
You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,
Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,
Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,
Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,
I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,
I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,
What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,
Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,
Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A love for papa
Do you know papa?
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,
Mom gave me all happiness in life,
Not looked so beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life was not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too know it papa,
You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,
You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran as continuous,
You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,
You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide
You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,
Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,
Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,
Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,
I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,
I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,
What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,
Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,
Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A letter to a Captain
Captain Owen
Did you find your glory?
The glory you left home for
You should have stayed
Stayed safe at home
Captain Owen
I have seen your photographs
The photographs of words
The photographs of death, of war
The same war you died in
You shouldn't have gone
You should have stayed
Stayed safe at home
Captain Owen
You deserved to live
You would've lived if you never went
And yet if you never went
We would have never known
Captain Owen
Did you get a medal?
I will give you a medal
A medal of humanity
A medal of capturing what no one saw
Deaths that everyone turned away from
But you ran to save
poem by Mariam de Haan
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Soul Mates
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
Lion and lioness,
Thus side-by-side and unafraid,
Portraying happiness...
No growls, no scowls, no random roars,
No bared teeth warnings shared,
No staring eyes, no clutching claws,
Just peace because they cared...
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
United in their quest,
Together in the sun or shade,
Yet mostly when at rest...
Life's trials were tackled day-by-day
And also night-by-night,
For lions seldom run away
When each one has to fight...
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
This was their destiny,
Such that from this not one had strayed,
For this was meant to be...
No wonder, then, that peace remained,
Each knew their place, no doubt
And from such wisdom much is gained...
And that's what life's about...
Denis Martindale, copyright, December 2012.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Soul Mates'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Sin
I found him looking into my eyes
I blushed & smiled
But no romance can ever fall upon
I married the best man
I found myself falling for him
No he isnt my husband
He is the dark stranger
who came right out of my dreams
I stayed away from trouble
Stayed away from him..
It shouldn't hurt me but it did
Whereever I went My Heart
My Broken heart sought for him
Longed to love
To be loved
It wasn't long before - I
surrendered myself
Body Heart and Soul - To
this man of my dreams
The best daughter ever- She
sinned & hurt us through
How did she manage to sin - When
Her husband loves her through
Always thought she was perfect
Too good to be true - Maybe
he used black magic - To
swipe her off her feet
For my daughter is not the one
To loose us to the devil - I
will fight till I die to
make sure my daughter never
lives with the devilish man
I love him - I plead
Just let me go
I will never be happy
Living so far away
Now that I ve seen love
Now that I ve seen passion
How do I let it go
When I see that I can be Happy
Like never ever before
Let me go people
Let me go to my man
Let me free
Let me love & be loved
By the man of my dreams....
The Reckoning
My mother was carried to heaven
On the day that I turned six,
She died of tuberculosis
Spitting blood in a coughing fit,
She'd been so ill for a long long time
That I couldn't recall her smile,
My father, he just grumbled, said:
'Your Ma will be gone for a while.'
'She's gone to sing in a choir up there,
Who knows how long she will be? '
But I saw the coffin that carried her out,
The hearse and the burial tree,
I watched as it sank down into the ground
And my father just left it there,
Went off to visit my 'aunt', he said,
A woman with long, blond hair.
I stayed at home, such a lonely child,
And went to a place in my head,
Where mother was fit and without a care
She laughed at the things I said,
My father left me alone a lot
So mother would tell me, 'Shush! '
We'd laugh and giggle when he went out
But talk in a sort of hush.
I played outside at other times
Where the grass grew long and wild,
I'd catch the skinks as they darted past,
I was always a curious child,
I'd bring the Sleepy Lizards home,
My father didn't mind,
He said I could keep the pets I caught,
I thought he was being kind.
But then one day he came on home
With this 'aunt', who moved right in,
He said they were married now, so I
Should call her 'Mum', not Jen.
I scowled, and went to my room to cry,
My mother was looking sad,
She said, 'just do what your father says,
I'm your Mother, but he's your Dad.'
This Jenny, she was all right at first
She tried to make me smile,
But I was feeling rebellious then,
And turned my back for a while,
I kept my rabbits and guinea pigs
And fed them out in their hutch,
But Jenny came out to look at them,
And she didn't like them much.
I knew, she wrinkled her powdered nose
And said, 'Oh pew! They stink!
We'll have to find you a hobby, one
That's pure and clean, I think.'
I heard her talking to father, say
That she thought I was rather slow,
She wanted the garden tidied up
So my animals had to go.
It was just about that time, I think
That my mother said goodbye,
She couldn't stay in that house, she said,
It was time for her to fly,
She left me alone in a great big world
So I brought a Lizard inside,
And put it under my bedclothes
Thought it a perfect place to hide.
When Jenny made the bed, she screamed
And shook me like a rag,
She went and got a kitchen knife
And a plastic shopping bag,
She made me put the Lizard in
Then she took the bag outside,
And stabbed and stabbed 'til the Lizard bled,
'Til my Lizard friend had died.
'Now bury it! ' she said to me,
'And don't you ever dare
Bring filthy animals into this house,
For if you do, I swear...'
At this she put the knife to my throat
And stood and watched me scream,
I saw the hate in her powdered face
It was like an awful dream!
Whenever my father left the house
She'd always scream and shout,
Knock me around for the slightest thing
Then drag me, throw me out,
Lock the door so I couldn't get in
And give me nothing to eat,
She said if I told my Dad on her
It would only get me beat.
She killed my rabbits, cooked them up
And served them from a pot,
She gave me a crooked, evil grin:
'You'd better eat the lot! '
I found myself in a black, black rage
Inside, at the things she'd done,
And hoped that my father would go on out
And buy himself a gun.
He never knew what she did to me,
I never would dare to say,
I knew that she'd get me on my own
And then there'd be hell to pay,
So I stayed outside in the barren fields
And found me a hessian sack,
Then went for a hunt with a long, forked stick,
It was time to get her back!
I waited until he'd gone away,
Was gone two days or more,
Then bit my tongue as she raved at me,
Spat hate from the kitchen door,
The morning came, and there wasn't a sound
To come from that angry head,
And I will never regret the day
I put a snake in her bed.
10 March 2009
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Why I Stayed
The way you look, how you sound, the way you move your lips.
That's why I stayed
You try and try to work it out, 'He can change'
you tell your self.
The love, the passion, How he holds me in his arms.
That's why I stayed.
I stayed for our marriage,
I stayed for our Love,
I stayed; cause I wanted too.
Hard times came and go,
But what we have is eternal.
I stayed, I stayed, I stayed cause I wanted to.
It worked, you've changed, your happier.
I love you always.
For the love, for the passion, for our marriage.
I stayed cause i wanted to.
poem by Cecelia kayonnie
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In Life May You Be Happy
In life may you be happy and your biggest worry small
For one day the high and non achievers to the reaper's scythe must fall
And then to you it will not matter not one little bit at all
If you are one of the forgotten or others your fame recall,
In life may you be lucky and may you live free of care
And may you never know what it is like a heavy cross to bear
The happy and the carefree have never been so rare
And so many unhappy people in the bigger World out there
Though you may not be famous and your praises others may not sing
What matters if you're happy that's the most important thing
Money cannot buy you happiness ask that of the billionaire
And in a World of so many unhappy people the happy are so rare
In life may you be happy and good health may you enjoy
These are two very precious gifts that money cannot buy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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To the Memory of Claude Marquet
Because to him the wise gods gave
Rare gifts, to lesser folk denied,
He might have thriven, Mammon's slave,
Rich in the goods that small men crave,
But poor in all beside.
And yet, because his was the pride
Possessed by earnest men and brave,
He stayed by his weak brothers' side
And there he fought, loved, laughed and died,
And went, loved, to his grave.
Because his was the simple heart
That found small lure in pelf or praise,
For greater ends he plied his art,
And, asking little, played his part
A rich man all his days.
The simple heart, the single aim
That guided e'er his ready pen,
The gay indifference to Fame
Things such as these shall leave a name
Cherished 'mid fellow men.
And we who knew that steady gaze,
The open hand, the ready laugh,
The fighting face and kindly ways,
Know, too, his smiling scorn of praise.
Yet this for epitaph:
A fighter all his days was he,
Yet, dying, left no enemy.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Mirror
A thin flat pane
Of unblemished glass
And a reflecting plane
Of sputtered aluminum…
Mirror …amazing mirror
A symbol of fashion
Image of civilization
Right turned left
Again reflect
A self-portrait.
Mirror on the Hubble
It's Newton's kind
Exploring the universe
For all mankind.
Laser and mirror
Worked together
And gave this generation
An all new communication.
Mirror for makeup
The fair one behold,
Man's close shave
Handsome and bold.
Eye of the immersed
The sub's periscope
Eye pleasing patterns
Of the kaleidoscope.
Side view mirror
Rear view mirror
Drive without either
Sure a disaster.
Mirror to life's
Reflected shine
Life without mirror
It's hard to imagine.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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If I Could Have Her Tonight
All of a sudden she was on my mind
I wasnt ready for her kind
And she was taking her time.
What if she came to me
Would she be kind?
And if she stayed with me
Do you think that shed like to do anything
I would, or would she leave me?
Lately Ive found myself losing my mind
Knowing how badly I need her
Its something hard to find.
What if she came to me
Would she be kind?
And if she stayed with me
Do you think that shed like to do anything
I would, or would she leave me?
If I could have her tonight
Does she want to go?
Look at those eyes
Does she want it?
If I could have her tonight
If I could have her tonight
If I could have her tonight.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Mums New Necklace
Is this
what awaits us all
gone love once holy
holed is this never used gown
poverty young lovers sang long hours
shortly now
fresh honey buns used up desert dates
now
you smell me comming even corners
now have eyes
sweet smelling necklace threaded large
dull white orbs
smell was told as mouth
sucks pebbles for water in
drools flaccid Hector droops
artificial wooden breasts splintered
across them small very small nearly is
unseen
it runs down excised long since
the rudderless udder
uttered ness
of it all
to
stain your long dead memory of golf is
tea
you drank with me
before lost cows dried up our home.
poem by Is It Poetry
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A Look in The Mirror/Imagery in Poetry
You stand there so silently, In the perfect frame of mind
Keeping all my secrets, A friend I always leave behind
You never judge me, And you never let me down
I can count on you, No matter what comes around
When you get a glimpse at me, Tell me, what you see
Do you believe in me, Are you proud of what you see
Mirror, mirror look at me, Tell me with all honesty
Can you reflect on me, Some of your clarity
I’m back so soon, it’s not even noon, And look at me, all foggy
Help me clear the steam, Mirror, I just wanna scream
I can’t see my reflection, I might need your protection
A dark shadow has appeared, And it feels kind of weird
Can you give me some shine, Can I have some of that shimmer
Can you make me sparkle, Like the glitter in your mirror
Help me get it together, Or I’ll shatter into bits
Help me stay whole and silver, Like the backbone in your mirror
Show me the strength that’s left in me, Enough with the crying and self-pity
Help me snip my shadow free, And turn it in to beauty
Mirror mirror can I ask, To leave the mirror of the past
Mirror mirror inside of me, What, reflection, do you see
(2010–Esther Douek)
poem by Life in a Poem
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The Only One
Well I made up my mind
Not gonna let you get away
To think that I'm the lucky guy
I've almost got it made
Cause it's been so long
Since I've felt so strong
About anyone at all
I get so excited
I ain't gonna fight it
I think I might be fallin' in love
So come on - let's get it right
Cause you're the only one
So come on - we ain't got all night
Cause you're the only one
Last night
I thought you mighta stayed
If I'd a' had the guts
I woulda pushed my luck
But then you mighta turned away
How do I explain
I know it sounds insane
But then I've been through this before
In just a matter of time
You could change your mind
You could turn and walk right hrough that door
So come on - let's get it straight
Cause you're the only one
So come on - I just can't wait
Cause you're the only one
song performed by by Bryan Adams from Cuts Like A Knife
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Just One Of Those Days
You get up in the morning
and that’s when it starts,
as soon as you get out of bed.
You start wishing you had stayed there.
First, you can’t find your keys
or your mobile phone
and you begin wondering
if it would have been better to stay at home.
At work, everything wants to work in reverse
and for some reason your brain
refuses to get into gear.
As the day progresses
you go on a downward slope.
The day becomes a total disaster
without any hope.
You close your eyes
and wish you had turned over
and stayed in bed,
instead of struggling through
just one of those days.
poem by David Harris
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Striking Beauty
Striking beauty.
Skin so fair.
Lucious long black hair.
Big brown eyes right through me stare.
Small in stature.
Large in toughness that can fracture.
Perfect features I stare in rapture.
I cannot help but look at you.
Your perfect beauty is so true.
No need for make up, you're divine.
No need to ruin what is fine.
On your perfect proportins my eyes do dine.
The sight of you is such a crime.
The hearts you break,
with the sexiest smile known to date.
No other compares to you.
You're the pinnacle of Gods greatest achievements.
No earrthly man could hold such plans.
Most of all you're modest too.
That's why I am so in love with you.
poem by Michael McParland
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True Love
Put myself aside.
For the sake of another.
The one I call friend.
The one I call lover.
My jaded past.
And The hurt that I gave.
The pain she endured.
My emotional slave.
I have learned a new way.
I see through new eyes.
I want to bring joy.
Into both of our lives.
He will come first.
With her right behind.
What once was all selfish.
Now loving and kind.
It's not about envy.
I've nothing to boast.
The One I gave the least.
He gave me the most.
He got rid of my pride.
Now her heart I can see.
He showed me that you.
Should come before me.
All my past angers.
They've just about ceased.
His mercy and grace.
Has given me peace.
I cannot explain.
The joy that He brings.
By loving another.
And not loving things.
The gifts that He shared.
He gave when I sought.
Is now a reality,
And no longer a thought.
I thought in my mind,
It couldn't be real.
Thank you Lord Jesus.
For what I now feel.
What's true and what's right.
What's noble and just.
I give You my heart.
I give You my trust.
The one who I love.
My friend who is true.
I will give to no other.
But I give her to You.
You made my heart soft.
She made my heart melt.
You've shown me a love.
I never had felt.
Your love is the truth.
My love was just lies.
I give thanks that you showed me,
My wife through Your eyes.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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This Just Doesnt Seem To Be My Day
By tommy boyce and bobby hart
I guess I should have stayed in bed,
My pillow wrapped round my head.
Instead of waking up to find
A nightmare of a different kind.
She went away,
This just doesnt seem to be my day.
She didnt have to say a lot,
Her pretty eyes revealed the plot.
twas someone else she want more,
And so I walked her to the door.
What can I say?
This just doesnt seem to be my day.
My, oh my, how sad am i.
How I wish she would have stayed
This just doesnt seem to be my day.
My whole world is upside down,
She turned my smile into a frown.
Its such a pity the shape Im in,
I must get on my feet again.
Cant stay this way
This just doesnt seem to be my day.
song performed by by Monkees
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Magical Mystery Tour
I am in this low-slung sports car
painted a deep, rich yellow
driving under an Italian sun.
I have a British accent.
I'm wearing dark shades
an expensive silk shirt.
there's no dirt under my
fingernails.
the radio plays Vivaldi
and there are two women with
me
one with raven hair
the other a blonde.
they have small breasts and
beautiful legs
and they laugh at everything I
say.
as we drive up a steep road
the blonde squeezes my leg
and nestles closer
while raven hair
leans across and nibbles my
ear.
we stop for lunch at a quaint
rustic inn.
there is more laughter
before lunch
during lunch and after
lunch.
after lunch we will have a
flat tire on the other side of
the mountain
and the blonde will change the
tire
while
raven hair
photographs me
lighting my pipe
leaning against a tree
the perfect background
perfectly at peace
with
sunlight
flowers
clouds
birds
everywhere.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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