What The Priest Said
What a Priest told me.
I was young, fourteen, late at night, I was hasting home, jumped over fences,
crossed a garden when I saw a naked woman by the fireside, wood fire casted
a warm glow on her body, washing herself with a cloth she dipped into a sink
bucket placed on a chair in front of her. She slowly cleaned her arms, neck,
breasts, legs feet and finally she washed the part where legs meet the body.
All in slow caring motion. She put a kimono on sat down and opened a book,
after a few minutes she put the book down looked out of the window, I was
petrified and hoped I looked like a bush, she smiled, to me or herself, I shall
never know. At this point I hastily left, woozy, confused and in love. Later
I saw her at the grocer’ she had bought flowers, looked up and smiled at me.
Of course I didn’t know, at the time, that she was one of Ruben’s women put
there to tempt me into a life of infidelity forever seeking perfect, chaste love
and not involved in the physical side that smells of under- arms transpiration.
If I see one of Ruben’s women, and she smiles at me I now her love is a dream
and with aching heart and regret I walk away.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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We washed my car
It was a warm summers day
We washed my car outside
Talking, laughing, splashing
We washed the car with pride
You looked so cute and sexy
With soap suds in your hair
I stopped and smiled at you
And yes I had to stare
You looked at me and frowned
Oh how I loved that look
I laughed and simply smiled
You in my arms I took
Our hands were wet, so was the kiss
Our tongues were warm inside
Your body mine aroused
Your awesome smile so wide
We threw the sponges down
Together as fell
Wet and cold entwined
We kissed without a tell
poem by Bradley Lester
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Reborn Light
Lightning, thunder, flash, flicker, boom bang,
Darkness flooding every vein,
Hearts broken in the rain,
souls bare vial pain.
Giving up once again,
Why when things are great does
Everything have to fall apart?
Didn't think I'd give life another spin,
But a women all her own promised something better,
A Savior, an angle, a guardian,
She saved me from the worst sin,
The day I meet her, I made it be that a new life begin,
I will never let go,
I will never give in,
I will never give up,
I will never stop loving her,
I know she feels the same for sure,
Because I asked her,
And she told me 'I will always love you, no matter what,
Through thick and thin, good and bad, sick and health,
Poor and wealth',
When she said that something deep inside me,
In my heart and soul,
Told me she was the one,
The only thing I could utter was,
'I trust you'
She then smiled at me and said
'Thank you'
I realized trust is the greatest gift you can give anyone,
We than drifted asleep,
Her warm body against mine,
Legs and arms coiled so tight there was no escape,
As I looked at the clock I noticed it read 11: 11 and
I wished she would never let go.
poem by Jacob Gifford
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If You See Kay
(david freeland)
Published by mother tongue music - ascap
Well the first thing I remember, was the way she smiled
And the way she looked at me, drivin me wild
She was dressed to kill in her five inch heels, her painted on satin pants
She had the look of need, like, give it to me, I dedided I should take a chance
If you see kay, tell her I want her
If you see kay, tell her I need her
If you see kay, tell her I want her now
Her legs were long shapely, I could see her love was hot
And when it came together, shed give you all shes got
She had the walk of a woman on fire, her eyes undressed my mind and soul
I woulda gladly bet my last ten buck, in love shed lose control
If you see kay, tell her I want her
If you see kay, tell her I need her
If you see kay, tell her I want her now
I had her in my dreams, three times every night
Her love was so complete, her love was warm and right
When I wake up in the morning, with this achin in my heart
You can bet the need Im feelin, is only just a start
I felt the pressure risin, when I looked where she had been
By the time I gave up hope, shed probably fall in love again
If you see kay, tell her I want her
If you see kay, tell her I need her
If you see kay, tell her I want her now
If you see kay (if you see kay), tell her I need her
If you see kay, tell her I need her
Iff you see kay, tell her I want her now
If you see kay, tell her I want her
If you see kay, tell her I need her
If you see kay, tell her I want her now
song performed by by April Wine
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Love
We say
Love is
Beyond the
Body…
It is all very
Metaphysical
Spiritual…
Psychologic al
Philosophical.
Love is beyond
The physical…
So as long as
You dream,
Fantasise,
Eulogise…
Other men
And women,
It's ok with
Your partner
Who doesn't
Mind you
Watching
Pornography
And ogling at
Naked women.
But the moment
You share your
Body with some
Other, you are
Accused of
Infidelity…
Love flows
Out of the window.
Why so?
Wasn't love
Meant to be
Beyond the body,
And not merely
Possessing
Physically…
So why is
Love tolerant
Of all forbidden
Dreams, when
You are not
Faithful to your
Partner in your
Mind, heart and
Soul - and yet
Your partner
Sees it ok to
Accept you.
But that body
Of yours
Makes barriers
In a jiffy and
You end up
Facing his
Wrath.
Love
Turns to
Hurt and hatred
Just because you
Gave away,
Yourself -
Physically...
So, is love all
Glib-talk?
Or does it really
Go beyond the
Confines of
Our possessiveness
Of the body…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Our First Time
We were young kids just learning about life.
But we found we had deep rooted feelings for one another
As we met to get together for the very first time
we gave each other a pecked kiss (our first)
We pulled each other close, and our hands held each others arms.
As we looked into each others eyes, there was a passion
Beginning to rise.
Our mouths joined together and we started experimenting
Our very first French kiss.
We felt our blood boiling to a high crescendo, and then
Crashing down like the waves against the shores.
Our mouths searching hungrily for more.
The kiss lasting for a few minutes, and the passion
And excitement taking control.
Finally I pulled away from her warm, soft, sensuous lips
And we stared into each others eyes again.
She slowly took her hands from my arms and started
To unbutton my shirt while looking me in the eyes.
My heart was pounding even faster now, as she took
Off my shirt, dropping it to the ground.
I in turn did the same thing to her blouse, removing it from her body.
She then removed my t- shirt leaving me bare chested.
I took off her bra, and we pulled each other closer
Where our chests were touching, and the heat and passion
Made us become as one.
I then unbuttoned her slacks, and let them dropp to her ankles
And started to remove them slowly.
She in turn did the same to me.
We looked at each other in our under wears and pulled
Each other close again.
Feelings and emotions that we never experienced before
Started to fill every part of our beings.
The blood pulsating thru our veins felt as if it was on fire.
Our hand caressing each other, exploring ever so gently.
Our lips joined together again in a kiss of passion and delight.
It was becoming harder to control our desires, and
The need for fulfillment.
I put my thumbs on the sides of her under wear and slowly lowered them to her feet, and removed them.
She did the same to me, slowly removing mine and taking them off.
Again! We embraced as our bodies became as one, moving
In unison in a slow moving rhythm.
Our loins on fire, burning with desire.
I lowered her to the ground as I continued looking into her eyes
And then I positioned myself above her in anticipation
Of entering her body and soul.
My blood to a boiling point, and my head feeling like
It was about to burst. I felt my legs and arms trembling
As I started to lower myself down and as I *****I *****
I woke up from this dream. A DREAM!
Ha-ha -life can be bad.
poem by Louis Rams
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Is She In Love?
Is she in love with you
or what? Reynard said
indicating across
at the girl
at the other side
of the classroom
every time I look up
she's peering over
here like some hawk
after prey
he added
and you guessed
she was
but didn't say
to Reynard
who thought
all thoughts on love
were dumb
or should be left
between pages
of Shakespeare
or Keats
or maybe just
a cover word for
a fumble behind
bike sheds or woods
maybe she just likes
the way I comb my hair
you replied
looking down
at the science book
open on the desk
and by the way
he said
how much grease
you got on your hair
you look like
you fell in the darn jar?
Tooley the science teacher
looked your way
and Reynard clamped up
and began writing
in his book
and in between
scribbling words
in the exercise book
you glanced over at her
and took in her eyes
and that smile of hers
and smiled kind of
weakly back
and she mouthed
something to you
her lips making odd shapes
like some fish
out of water
and you tried to lip read
but it didn't make sense
so you just nodded
and hoped you'd not agreed
to anything
that her scary mother
wouldn't agree to
and then looked away
back to the science book
and life dull
and uninteresting books
full of boring questions
and Tooley at front
of the class
writing on the board
her fat ass moving
as she wrote
like some aging stripper
on her last show
and outside
the window
grey clouds
carrying
heavy snow.
poem by Terry Collett
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Woman I love thee
The women in my life keep me grounded
Their my run way lights back to the straight path when temptation gets me lifted
So I pray they enjoy paradise if my body causes my soul to miss it
The women in my life love me
They taught me right from wrong, fed, washed and cloth me
None of them ever tried to controll me
They allow me to be a boy and my own man
None of them ever judge me so I don’t judge any
The women in my life share my heart
They shield it from the ladies that try to depress me
So the ladies despise me, some regret me
Some even say they hate me just because I don’t let them control me
But I was prepared for all that so the ladies don’t stress me
The women in my life are no angels
But they have hearts that cause their body to glow
Even though their down to earth they have heaven at their feet
So the lady that wants me should follow in their footsteps because they touch heaven with their feet
The women in my life birth and raised me
So the women in my life will never be unhappy or shed tears because of me
And if ever I caused tears to form in your eyes I ask you to please forgive me
And in case I didn’t make you all feel appreciated before I hope you read this and see how much I appreciate each one of you:
Avril Boyer, Tahira Boyer, Halima Boyer & Zainab Boyer women I love thee.
poem by Shueyb Boyer
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Disappear
dragged my feet across a seat
Jumped out the passenger side
The only thing worth looking for
Is what you find inside
But that had not yet appeared
Lost invisible here.
Tel Aviv and Agadir
Tone deaf for almost
Before I learned to see
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere
I looked for you everywhere.
There is a calm I haven't come to yet
I spent half my life figuring what comes next
I telescoped in I finally win
I finally win the prize
That now eyes see comets perfect timing squeeze
Head first fighting everything
The crushing force of memory
Erasing all I've been
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Look at this face
Can you believe it?
Am I living in the beautiful vacuum?
Because I can't see it
The vanishing point appears.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
I came to disappear.
song performed by by R.E.M. from Reveal
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The Smile
At a cafe in Liverpool I sat eating bacon butty
washed down with milky tea, wife had left me
and I was feeling glum. A woman at a far table
looked at me and smiled. An overcast day, felt
as the sun had come out. I didn’t know what to
say or do so I looked out of the window rain.
Her boyfriend came, they left, but she sent me
another smiling glance
Knew I would be OK.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Disappear
I dragged my feet across the seat
Jumped out the passenger side
The only thing worth looking for
Is what you find inside
But that had not yet appeared
Lost invisible here.
Tel aviv and agadir
Taroudant or olomouc
Before I learned to see
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
There is a calm I havent come to yet
I spent half my life figuring what comes next
I telescoped in I finally win
I finally win the prize.
That now my eyes see
A comics perfect timing squeezed.
Head first fighting everything
The crushing force of memory
Erasing all Ive been
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why youre here
I came to disappear.
Look at this face
Can you believe it?
Am I living in the beautiful vacuum?
Because I cant see it
The vanishing point appears.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why youre here.
I came to disappear
Tell me why youre here
I came to disappear
I came to disappear
song performed by by REM
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Crossing Legs and Websites
She sat across from me
and crossed her legs
looking away from me.
I nodded a tiny nod
and she
looked back at me
to see
if I was looking still
at her
as she then uncrossed her legs-
her gaze
sweeping across me-
but not pausing to really look
just enough to see if I was looking still
at everything she did.
I gave her that satisfaction
and smiled.
She smiled back
flirtation accomplished
compliment received
.
I told her in my mind's eye
'you are beautiful
and I like looking at you.'
Her head tilted upward slightly
message received
and her hand plunged into her purse
and she rose
to walk past me
her card
floating gently
into my outstretched hand
on it her website and her name.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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In And Out Of Love
In and out of love with these women that come and go.
I'm no longer looking for the woman of my dreams,
But I am waiting patiently for a woman,
The right woman, to come to me,
To love me and never let me go,
So I can be the man to make her dream come true,
With God, and the love God gives me.
God's love is all I need, but God knows me,
What I want is to share this love,
This love from The Heavens above
With the one woman that makes me her number 1,
The woman that stands by me with nothing but love,
Forever and always,
I shall love her with God's love for all of eternity,
Like the rest of the women that have came into my life and left without Reason,
What they lost, will be found by the one who deserves it,
And my love will be with the woman who earns it,
Until then God's love is all the love I need,
And my love for right the woman, shall wait...
For the perfect woman,
And for the perfect time and place.
poem by Gabriel Mize
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Every Attribute You Have Has Been Bought
When I met you in that darkened room,
I just didn't realise,
That all I'd feel was heartbreak and gloom,
For peering into those eyes.
You looked just like a beauty queen,
Standing seductively over the bar,
The most gorgeous woman I'd ever seen,
A glistening beautiful star.
I may have had too much to drink,
But that didn't spoil my view,
In fact it inspired me to think,
My desire was to be with you.
How could a guy be so lucky in love,
It must be my ability to disarm,
What I'm seeing is a gift from above,
Full of good looks and charm.
At that point I seen my future laid out,
We would never again be apart,
I knew it was love so I let out a shout,
You have taken over my heart.
How could a guy be so lucky in life,
Meeting someone as beautiful as you,
Instantly I knew that she'd be my wife,
That would be done without further ado.
She would make me a perfect partner,
The drink must have given me that thought,
In the darkness I told her, you're perfect,
A body like yours can't be bought
I asked her if she'd share some time with me,
She didn't even put up a fight,
When she came over and said, yes I'm free.
I knew then I'd done something right.
We both laughed and danced the night away,
I knew we were made for each other,
Very soon I knew I would say,
I'd love you to meet my Mother.
At the end of the night I asked her home,
Surprisingly my beauty said yes,
I went to the mens room for a wash and a comb,
What came next was anyone's guess.
We went back to her flat instead of mine,
At the time I just didn't ask why,
The way she looked had me on cloud nine,
Just the thought of it all made me cry.
She wouldn't allow me to turn on the light,
Of her reasons I just wasn't aware,
If I had I'd probably have died of fright,
But at the time I just didn't care.
We then made out in every room,
Exhausted we both fell asleep,
We knew next day our passion would resume,
That was a promise we'd keep.
You were to be my future partner in crime,
My beauty I'd finally caught,
The angels were ensuring I had a good time,
A body like yours can't be bought.
Next day off came the wig and eyelashes,
Her make up and then her false teeth,
The daylight exposed all her rashes,
All this while I'm lying underneath.
She told me she was going to powder her nose,
Doing my make up just never fails,
I thought what else can this lady expose,
As I sat on her pack of false nails.
The botox was wearing off at this point,
Her wrinkles were there to be seen,
I said to myself, I'm out of this joint,
In truth I'm no longer so keen.
At this point the implants fell out of her chest,
They were splattered all over the floor,
I thought my God that's what I caressed,
At that point I made for the door.
She asked me for one more lingering kiss,
Like the one I had given her last night,
I said sorry darling but I'll give that a miss,
In sobriety you've given me a fright.
This story is told straight from the heart,
Be happy with what God's given you,
Or very soon you'll be falling apart,
It's your surgeon you'll be wanting to sue.
I knew then I'd made a major gaffe,
It made me feel really distraught,
She said lets make out, I said you're having a laugh,
‘' Every Attribute You Have Has Been Bought‘'
Grey Day
When I get home its late at night,
Im black and bloody from my life,
I havent time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
Its well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
After eating I go out,
People passing by me shout.
I cant stand this agony
Why dont they talk to me?
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
song performed by by Madness
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Shelly Looked at Me and Smiled
No chirpy birds were singing,
No flowers were in bloom,
But the sun nonetheless was pleasing
On that warm September noon.
It was the time of innocence,
Nay, more of wild abandon,
And youthful hearts were prone
To early pricks of Cupid's arrow.
—T'was on that warm September
Shelly looked at me and smiled.
Her hair fell down in glorious waves
That danced along the wind;
They compliment those eyes,
So full of charm and mystery.
A boy can't help but be spellbound
If once caught unaware,
And on that mesmerizing smile,
He'd chance a foolish stare.
—I risked a stare, lo and behold,
Shelly looked at me and smiled.
Perhaps it was September warmth,
Or blame it on my youth,
But by some stupid valor,
I walked steadfastly then stood
In front of her to give
Three crimson roses which expressed
My heart's content; she silently accepted
‘Fore she left.
—A couple paces past when
Shelly looked at me and smiled.
But that was then, how swift time flies,
Many a decade hence;
The corners of my eyes now creased
By years of decadence.
Yet looking back among my faded,
Yellowed memories,
That warm September noon stands out
With so much prejudice.
—At least, even just once then,
Shelley looked at me and smiled
Still Smiling........
Smiled When Mother Took Me Into Her Arms For The First Time,
Smiled When Saw World Outside The Hospital For The First Time,
Smiled Whenever Went To School,
Smiled Even Being Laughed At....
And Called A Fool....
Smiled When Stood First In The Class,
Smiled When I Wasn't Misunderstood..... At Last!
Smiled When My Poem Was Said Wow!
Smiled When Realised That Only Day Is Today....
And Time Is Now......
Smiled When Got My 'True' Love,
Smiled As I Always Felt We Are Two Doves,
Smiled Even When Came To Know He's Not Mine,
Smiled Even When He Married My Friend.....
And Raised A Toast Of Wine,
Smiled Even When Lost Every Hope,
Smiled Even When Wasn't Able To Cope,
Smiled Even When Knew My End Is Near,
Smiled And Enjoyed Cutting My Nerve.......
No Fear...............
Smiled At Every Moment Of My Life,
Whenever, Wherever And Never Cried.............
But Now, I'm Lying Under A White Cover,
Father Putting Me On Fire.........
With No Blessings Left To Shower.....
People Around Have Nothing To Do With My Death
But Are Crying.........
And I'm............
Still Smiling.................................
poem by Apurva Jain
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Engineer Life
i have nothing to bring you
always words, which sometimes i think over with regret,
there was a time when i first met you, i brought you bars of
chocolates, which you set aside, and i thought you prefer flowers
which i brought the following night when you needed to see me,
only for a while you smelled the petals and put those flowers in a
vase, and they looked so pretty with limited light from the window
city lights, and you did not say anything, but i know what you wanted
i opened my heart, i unwrapped my body with all its drippings,
i give you my lips, i brought you all my sighs,
my manifold sorrows, my misgivings about a life that has no eyes
for me, and then i give you words again,
you have felt the whole of me, and you love me and i love you
in return,
quid pro qou,
just that brief moment, and then both of us are gone
because life has constructed for us two paths
that never once again shall
meet.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Can Can Dancer Gran.
I used to be a dancer
during World War 1
your paternal grandmother said
as she sat next to you
on the seat in her
back garden in London
and your grandfather
would come and watch
with his army friends
and afterwards
he'd come
to the stage door
with flowers or chocolates
or just stand there
with that awestruck look
on his face
and she looked
at the flowers
that your grandfather grew
along both sides
of the garden
and she smiled and said
Look at him now
sits in the same room
and says nothing
or moans about the bills
or how the country is run
or the noise of the traffic
by the front gate
and you sat there
on the seat
in the back garden
in your new suit
and with your hair
cropped short
and that fifteen year old
I'm bored as hell look
on your face and you said
Why did you give up dancing
you must have been good at it?
and as you looked
at your grandmother
with her white frizzy hair
and stocky build
you couldn't imagine her
as a dancer on a stage
with men gawping at her
especially not your soft spoken
quiet grandfather
who sat in his armchair
by the fireside
in a silent mood
occasionally reading a book
or giving that
I've seen too much
of mankind's foolery
kind of look
and your grandmother said
Well after we got married
I fell for your uncle Fred
and beside I wasn't that good
a dancer and your
grandfather didn't want
a wife of his
to be peered at
or have her legs
gawked at
by other men
and then she was silent
and watched
a white butterfly
go by
fluttering its wings
but
she said softly
getting up
from the seat
and doing a small
Can Can dance
the shows not over
until the fat lady sings.
poem by Terry Collett
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You'll Miss Me Love
you’ll miss me love
when you hear these words
you’ll miss me love
and when they start to hit home for you
then think about all the times we could have made things right
you’ll miss me love
when you need me
like I did the day you told me that you didn’t love me
I couldn’t wait any more
even knowing that my heart was going to be destroyed
by the same words that make me smile
day after day
the first day your lips smiled at me
I was captured instantly
the first time I looked into your eyes
I was hipmatized
ya I was the crazy one to ever think that you could love me
but if you dream they might come true
they also can be destroyed in just a few words
You’ll miss me love
cause when your holdin her know that it’s killing me
let that guilt of not being my man
be the reason that you cant sleep
and every time you feel her touch I pray to god
it’s not enough
cause I love you
yes I need you
you’ll miss me love until you finally realize that you love me
I’ll be here waiting for you
to be the one holding me
every time you read my words
you’ll miss me love
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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the Touch**********************1979
i looked up into the deep blue sky
little white clouds were floating by
i looked upon this young girls face
she held it down in disgrace.
i looked upon her cheeks so fair
she looked up to me to see if i care
i looked at her with content
and she knew right there it was heaven sent.
she smiled at me, and our eyes then touched
we knew then, it was much to much.
our hearts entwined and her lips met mine
we felt right there it was a love divine.
poem by Louis Rams
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