If he speaketh
If he speaketh
the words of wisdom
Her young tender eyes
may be inclined to believe
the promise once forgotten
If he speaketh
with his ancient tongue
behold our master will be wrong
The rustling leaves of autumn
can only fly where there is a breeze
If he speaketh
with his eyes
how dare he, dare lie
promises have become
broken ties
If he speaketh with his pen
I write back
tell him where he belongs
If he speaketh
with his hands
I will let him understand
the air can only stand still
were there is no gravity
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Prayer [Fear not in any tongue to call]
Fear not in any tongue to call
Upon the Lord-He's skilled in all.
But if He answereth my plea
He speaketh one unknown to me.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Out of the fulness of the heart the mouth speaketh.
Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.
Of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.
No man speaketh, or should speak, of his prince, that which he hath not weighed whether it will consist with that veneration which should be preserved inviolate to him.
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The Sign
We are here in a wood of little beeches:
And the leaves are like black lace
Against a sky of nacre.
One bough of clear promise
Across the moon.
It is in this wise that God speaketh unto me.
He layeth hands of healing upon my flesh,
Stilling it in an eternal peace,
Until my soul reaches out myriad and infinite hands
Toward him,
And is eased of its hunger.
And I know that this passes:
This implacable fury and torment of men,
As a thing insensate and vain:
And the stillness hath said unto me,
Over the tumult of sounds and shaken flame,
Out of the terrible beauty of wrath,
I alone am eternal.
One bough of clear promise
Across the moon
poem by Frederic Manning
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Memory of Her
My tender heart speaketh to my mind aloft
‘Think of love till I am tender and soft'
My mind thinketh of all love past
And my heart beats, like my love last
I can remember her shy sweet call
A voice pristine lovelier than all
In it she calls to my hearts eyes
And than tears fall in my song of cries.
Tender and soft my heart beat
The memory of you, our love complete
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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He that speaketh against his own reason speaks against his own conscience, and therefore it is certain that no man serves God with a good conscience who serves him against his reason.
quote by Jeremy Taylor
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Sonnet: Spirit Of Love
I felt a spirit of love begin to stir
Within my heart, long time unfelt till then;
And saw Love coming towards me fair and fain
(That I scarce knew him for his joyful cheer),
Saying, 'Be now indeed my worshipper!'
And in his speech he laughed and laughed again.
Then, while it was his pleasure to remain,
I chanced to look the way he had drawn near,
And saw the Ladies Joan and Beatrice
Approach me, this the other following,
One and a second marvel instantly.
And even as now my memory speaketh this,
Love spake it then: 'The first is christened Spring;
The second Love, she is so like to me.'
poem by Dante Alighieri
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To write
To write
is to feel
To feel
is to heal
To heal
is to reveal
instead of conceal
While you stand still
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Think Again!
When you hold your head up high
I see it in your eyes
You want to say goodbye
Your ego persuades you to
embark on this smoky trip
If only you know how I feel
Your selfishness I spelt
While the ice awaits to melt
Be careful you might slip
They shall all weep
Why wash away on me now
Tears of sorrow
When there is always tomorrow
Narrow roads
Wrong paths
Why take away
What’s not yours
Think again
While it rains
Think again
You can still control your brain
from going completely insane
Think again about a white dove
Think again about all the love
That is still out there
Waiting to be showered on you
I truly care
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Confused Sexuality
He was confused
She was confused
A nonsensical sexual reality
A perceived established identity
Conformity of confused sexuality
A deformity of needs
Where the eyes and the body feed
Are we gay?
Have we all fallen astray?
Is it time for us to pray?
While the sun shines its rays,
We stand up proudly and say
Why do we feel this way?
His smile made him belong
To a land identified as wrong
Her kiss made her feel
It was time to dismiss
What was unreal
His touch made him want
him more and more
Her touch inspired her
She felt something
She had never felt before
The Journey of confusion
Denial and submission
The passage of life from birth
When they were all in a transition
Learning from you and me
Trying to understand the key
Of how to unlock the door to be free
Are we therefore responsible
for this confused sexual identity
Teaching them the good and the wrong
Or has it been there all along
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Asking in Vain
Still his little grave she seeketh
In her mother-sorrow wild,
Hush! While in her heart she speaketh
To the spirit of her child:
“Were we not to one another
Once the sum of all sweet gain?
Say then—say unto thy mother,
Shall we ever meet again?
Darling, shall we meet again,
Knowing, loving one another?
“Ah! What weary, weary sorrows
Have I known through loss of thee,
And what comfortless to-morrows
Wait me in this misery!
Were we not to one another
Once the sum of all sweet gain?
Say then—say unto thy mother,
Shall we ever meet again?
Darling, shall we meet again,
Knowing, loving one another?”
But the wind alone is heard
Sighing in reply,
Where the long grave-grass is stirred
As it floweth by.
poem by Charles Harpur
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Pleasure
P - PAIN
L - LOVE
E - EXCITEMENT
A - AFFECTION
S - SEX
U - UNDERSTANDING
R - RELAXATION
E - EXPLORATION
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Suspended Judgement for M lady Helen
Madam wouldst thou be offended.
Should I address myself to thee,
disrespect is not intended
but I admire that which I see.
Though we are but slight aquainted.
I take my courage in both hands.
I’m not as black as I am painted
I request but thou dost command.
Thou art no child: a woman grown.
Judge me not until you know me
Darest thou decide on thy own
if I’m worthy or unworthy.
To be allowed thy company
or wilt thou follow close the rules.
Said to govern propriety
observed only by frightened fools.
Shouldst thou find my words offend thee
say but one word and I will leave.
For I bespeak thee honestly
with no intention to deceive
The lady knew that she must choose.
Send him away or bid him stay
Accept his attentions or refuse
The lady was inclined to play.
Be seated sir and talk to me.
Why wouldst thou think I would reject
a man who speaketh pleasantly
and treateth me will due respect.
I don’t accept all tales as true
I’m wise enough to realise
that what I’ve heard concerning you
May quite well just be spiteful lies.
Although the tales add interest
I give thee benefit of doubt.
Thou canst be sure I’ll do my best
If thou art wicked to find out.
To this the gentleman agreed.
Although he had a chequered past.
he was convinced he would succeed
in proving he’d reformed at last.
23-May-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Your Trust
Your trust is what I desire
If you turn out to be a liar
like a raging fire
I will need seven daily weekly cures
Because there is only so much that I can endure
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Still love you
I still love you
Care enough to wish you well
I will dream of our sweet kisses
Till they slip away in time
Out of grasp
And out of mind
I still love you
It hurts and its true
I know I have to set you free
Like a bird flying out of its nest
For the very first time
If only you could hear my heart
pounding and pounding
There might have been second thoughts
My tears I have bravely fought
Our dreams which we once dutifully sought
Now lie buried in forgotten grounds
It is with all my love
That I end these words
I still love you
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The Perfect Miracle
I have found
The perfect miracle
In a simple prayer
Forgive me
Love me
Hold me
Guide me
Let me be
Lord I thank thee
I do not expect an answer
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The Truth about Life
The struggle goes on
Whichever direction you turn
There is no excluded section where you can run
The truth about life
Is merely to survive
From the moment you arrive
In birth, to the end of death
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A Poets Message
As you flick through my pages
and surrender to my thoughtful and playful words
Remember I am just another actress
on this very frightful dark stage
As a poet
Its all about display
Its all about the audience
The booing or thunderous clapping
can be substituted
by bestowing me with genuine ratings
Your random comments
will be appreciated
any time, any place, any moment
as I am on a mission
To write a million words
spice up my wordly performance
with some occasional romance
I am on a mission to write
about the people, politicians and musicians
To write about the prostitutes
That roam the redlight district each single minute
I am on a mission to write about me and you
to write about the world
and everything thats brand new or true
Now and then
I may have the writers block
Its easy to laugh
Its easy to mock
But you inspire my imagination
You are all my inspiration
as you flick through my pages
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