Mamie and You in Madrid.
Madrid
and after the street salesman
conned you
out of coins
in your change
Mamie said
well put it down
to experience
we all get caught
at one time or other
and they have
brought forth
great art
and you stared at her
at her hair and eyes
and said
yes I guess
but you were still peeved
about it but then
thought of the night before
when you and she
had slept all night
in the coach
through France
and into Spain
she with her head
on your shoulder
making little
snoring sounds
sometimes talking
in her sleep
other times
turning towards you
with her mouth
slightly ajar
and her hair
in a mess
and you had moved in
on her and kissed
her brow
like one planting
a soft kiss
on a corpse
and that made you laugh
and she said
what's so funny?
and you said
taking hold
of her hand
crossing a street
just something
entered my head
what?
she said
about kissing a corpse
you replied
what corpse?
and that reminded you
of the time they brought
your father's body home
for the night before
his funeral and as
he lay there
in the coffin
your gran had said
kiss him goodbye
and so you did
and that stayed with you
the feel
and chilled skin
and how it didn't seem
to be him
just a shell
but you loved him still
for all that
and when you told her that
she said
how sweet
and you gazed at her
at her eyes
and hair
and kissable lips
as you walked
the Spanish street.
poem by Terry Collett
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You and Jackson Pollock.
How's the girl
with the red beret?
your sister asked
she'd seen you
and Janice
and her gran
on the way home
from school
she probably walking
with her friend
following behind
and Janice said
I made a picture today
out of cut up
pieces of paper
and the teacher said
it was the best
she'd seen
her gran said
Now now Janice
mustn't boast
I expect
there were other pictures
equally as good
But teacher said it
not me
Janice replied
Did you make a picture?
her gran asked you
her eyes falling on you
and taking in
your look
like a rabbit caught
in headlamps of a car
in the night
Yes
you said
I made a picture
of a morning sunset
out of red and yellow
and green for the grass
and blue for the sky
Janice smiled
and touched your hand
surreptitiously
her small hand
feeling along
your skin
Did you make it
out of cut up
pieces of paper too?
her gran asked
you sensed Janice's fingers
squeezing into your hand
No
you replied
I did it with water colour paints
and what did teacher say?
her gran asked
she said it reminded her
of a Jackson Pollock
whoever he is
you said
looking at Janice's red beret
and her hair
coming from beneath
so wonderfully
unlike your
short back and sides
and unlike her hair
with its red coloured
hair slides.
poem by Terry Collett
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Banquet Of Love
I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.
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I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.
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each day I live.
A day without your kiss, is as a day
without sunshine. Just the thought
of you, gladdens my heart.
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FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.
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Our street light
there we would sit
under the street light
free from the dark
just you and me
having a laugh
talking bout the good times
talking bout the bad
however messed up our lives were
watever pain we were in
the street light would heal us and set us free again
it was our getaway
it was our thing
the street light brought us together
the street light brought us the end
i still remember that street light like that special glow you had my friend
the street light brought us fun
the street light brought us love
the street light brought us warmth as we lay and look at the stars above
i was happy under the street light
as i knew you were too
comforting each other was all we used to do
the street light may be faded
the street light may be dull
but lets just remember the street light kept us going strong!
poem by Brad Brown
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Traveller from afar
I met a traveller from an antique land,
and saw beneath that turbaned head
not a visitor but brother too,
though lineage was but black and white.
What was far away, and camels feet away,
and ships sails away, pirated too away.
Yet walking on my street his street,
and close to his ribs held a Dublin girl,
close to his ribs.
As if God's hand had returned the joints of Adam
and joined again in one.
She laughed and threw her happy head,
and smiled and kissed his darkened brow,
his blackened brow,
as mahogany is dark.
And it was love.
He held her close and matching hair
his skin was foreign shining joy,
and Oh! I thought how near we were
to fields that once were far.
And also thought how blood might fight
the girl from Dublin's laughing street.
And how religion too might stop
in God's own secret talk this love.
Although the Magi far had come
from foreign antique lands
And darkened skin was Melchior
and darkened too that world.
yet in that dark the star did shine
and laughter shone their too.
I watched them sweep in through the door
and sit and ice cream share,
and short of coins, their love did rest
upon one spoon of love.
And kiss black lips,
and brighter eyes
the foreign vision here.,
poem by Bernard Kennedy
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One Last Time
Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
Just one last time
Will you hold my hand
As we walk down the beach
With our toes in the sand
Just one last time
Will you give me a kiss
Let me taste those sweet lips
I know I will miss
Just one last time
Let me gaze in your soul
Let me get lost in forever
Let me lose all control
Just one last time
Can I hold you so tight
All through the day
And all through the night
Just one last time
Let me feel your caress
Let me place your head
Upon my heart and my chest
Just one last time
Let me feel your gentle touch
For your skin on my skin
It gives me so much
Just one last time
Let us make love
Let us join as one
Be at peace like a dove
Just one last time
Let me smell your sweet breath
Let me caress your soft hair
Before I meet death
Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Madame Joy
All the men would turn their head
When she walked down the street
Clothes are fine and hair that shine
Smiling oh so sweet, smiling oh so sweet
Got a taste of all religion
Comes on with the new
In her hair a yellow ribbon
And shes decked out all in blue
Oh yes in, decked out all in blue
Steppin lightly, steppin brightly
With her books in hand
Going to the university to teach them
Help them understand
And are helping em understand
And all the kids would love to see her
Follow in her steps
And tell her stories and adore her
Climb in through the fence
Climb in through the fence
Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe its madame joy
Walking past that old street corner
And shes looking for her boy
Oh yes she is, looking for her boy
Steppin lightly, steppin brightly
With her books in hand
Going to the university to teach them
Help them understand
Yeah, help them understand
I was looking at the way she moved me
And I was seeing every side
Tell me, can I learn the language
Have you got the mind, have you got the mind
Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe its madame joy
Shes walking by that old street corner
And shes looking for her boy
Oh yes looking for her boy
And all the men would turn their head
When she walked down the street
Clothes refined and hair that shine
And smiling oh so sweet, oh yes, shes smiling oh so sweet
Smiling, smiling oh so sweet, yeah, yeah, yeah
Smiling, smiling oh so sweet
And all the men would
And all the men would turn their head around
When that woman walked down the street
When that woman walked down the street
When that, when that woman walked
When that woman walked, when that woman walked
When that woman walked, when that woman walked
When that woman walked, what she wore
When that woman, when that woman, when that woman
When that woman, when that woman, when that woman
When that woman, when that woman, when that woman
When that woman, when that woman walked
She just walked
Just kept on walking down the street
When she walked, when she walked down
When she walked on down
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Nothing Looks The Same In The Light
I watch you breathe, I cannot sleep,
I touch your hair, I kiss your skin,
And hope the morning sun wont wake you too soon.
For when you wake, and look at me,
You never know, you just might see,
Another boy who crept in your room...
Take your time...(thats what you told me),
Take your time...
But I fell head first, and I just dont know what to do.
Chorus:
Nothing looks the same in the light,
Only a fool like me would take to heart,
The things you said you meant last night.
Nothing looks the same in the light,
Ill keep my feet firm on the ground.
Nothing looks the same in the light,
Theres danger in a stranger,
With a warm hand and a kiss so right.
Nothing looks the same in the light,
Its been a pleasure, - see you around...
I watch the sun, upon the sheets.
I hear a car, out on the street,
And gently pull you close, its over too soon.
What can I do, but wait and see,
Hold on to you, please stay with me,
Because youre the first, and I want to stay here with you.
Chorus
song performed by by George Michael
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Enticement in marble
I'm standing here watching;
watching you, watching me,
noticing your silky, auburn hair.
You stroked my bottom once,
I saw you smile twice
and you thought it very sensual,
you confessed.
My body's made of marble,
my eyes are marble too.
My father, he who sculpted me
was human just like you.
He was of the flesh
and knew its potent pleasures
I'll never know warm skin
with all its sacred treasures.
Come a little closer
place a kiss upon my brow
let's pretend we're lovers
and can smooch upon a couch.
I would hold your hand,
so warm and soft and kind.
Come, come a little closer
let's pretend, just for a while.
This museum soon is closing,
the weather's cold outside,
kiss me quick my darling,
we have such little time.
She placed her lips upon him
and kissed his stony mouth
and as she did it warmed him
and a tear fell to the ground.
Now they stand together
within the great hall there,
entwined in love forever
all beautiful and fair.
No one seems to notice,
they gaze but they don't see,
there are two marble statues
where only one should be.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Just For A Moment
I want to come home and find you sleeping
Slipping under the cover
Feeling the cool cotton sheets on my skin
I hear your breathing
Then you notice my presence
Just for a moment
Molding my body to your back
Carefully not to disturb you
Skin on skin - your skin on my skin
Your warmth is invading my senses
My hand trailing lightly along your arm
Just for a moment
Setting my heart by your heartbeat
You are the one I come home to
My fingers slightly brushing the hair on your thigh
Resting on your hip
I kiss your shoulder Good Night
Just for a moment
Turning around
I feel your movement
Now you - molding your body against mine
Skin on skin
Your hand trailing lightly along my arm
Just for a moment
Intoxicated by your touch I feel you
We awake together
Letting go of our weariness
Collide, struggle, unfold, explode, release
Breathe, laugh, wind down
Until we fall to sleep - holding each other
Just for a moment
© 2011
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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The Drying of Hair.
Jane's mother gave you both
a towel from the airing cupboard
after you had been caught
in the rain
running from the church porch
to the parsonage
and then she went off
to carry on
with her pie making
and Jane took you
along the hallway
to her bedroom
and opened the door
and after you had entered
she closed the door
with a soft click
and you both stood there
in the quiet room
rubbing you heads
with the towels
pushing away
the wetness
from your hair
and you smelt the room
the smell of polish
the lavender scent
the smell
of fresh linen
and smell of the flowers
outside caught still
in the rain
and Jane said
You are only here
because she trusts you
she seems to see through
people's veneer
and weighs them
in the scales
in her mind
and you stood still
rubbing your hair
looking at her
the way she had
the towel in her hands
over her hair
the hair all messed up
and she having
that sparkle in her eyes
like the first spear
of the sunshine
pushing through
the window at dawn
and she gazed at you
with her eyes
like polished marbles
and her words
hung there
on the air
like musical notes
on an invisible stave
and you said
I'm glad she trusts me on
just the one look
and Jane smiled
and kissed your lips
her flesh on yours
and the pressing
of skin on skin
and she gently
moved away
and pointed to the sky
and said
Looks like more rain
and you just nodded
wanting her to kiss you
once again.
poem by Terry Collett
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In the Orchard
'I thought you loved me.' 'No, it was only fun.'
'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon
Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head.'
'That made you?' 'Yes.' 'Just the moon and the light it made
Under the tree?' 'Well, your mouth, too.' 'Yes, my mouth?'
'And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth.
You shouldn't have danced like that.' 'Like what?' 'So close,
Whith your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose
That smelt all warm.' 'I loved you. I thought you knew
I wouldn't have danced like that with any but you.'
'I didn't know, I thought you knew it was fun.'
'I thought it was love you meant.' 'Well, it's done.' 'Yes, it's done.
I've seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown
A kitten... it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down
Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too?'
'Well, boys are like that... Your brothers...' 'Yes, I know.
But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you!'
'They don't understand it's cruel. It's only a game.'
'And are girls fun, too?' 'No, still in a way it's the same.
It's queer and lovely to have a girl...' 'Go on.'
'It makes you mad for a bit to feel she's your own,
And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring,
But it's only in fun.' 'But I gave you everything.'
'Well, you shouldn't have done it. You know what a fellow thinks
When a girl does that.' 'Yes, he talks of her over his drinks
And calles her a--' 'Stop that now, I thought you knew.'
'But it wasn't with anyone else. It was only you.'
'How did I know? I thought you wanted it too.
I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done?'
'To be done' 'Is it all right?' 'Yes.' 'Sure?' 'Yes, but why?'
'I don't know, I thought you where going to cry.
You said you had something to tell me.' 'Yes, I know.
It wasn't anything relly... I think I'll go.'
'Yes, it's late. There's thunder about, a drop of rain
Fell on my hand in the dark. I'll see you again
At the dance next week. You're sure that everything's right?'
'Yes,' 'Well, I'll be going.' 'Kiss me...' 'Good night.' ... 'Good night.'
poem by Muriel Stuart
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Soul-kiss
I want to kiss your stubbled chin
I want to kiss your neck
I want to kiss the jagged scar on your chest
I want to kiss your head
I want to kiss your hair
The little of what's remaining there
I want to kiss your cheek
Your ear, your brow
I want to kiss you all over right now
I want to kiss your eyes
I want to kiss your lips
I want to kiss you everywhere you exist
I want to kiss your soul
If I can go that far
You can show me just how
Near the stars
And how much closer
Heaven
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Kiss kiss and kiss
Kiss kiss kiss me again*
Afterwards kiss kiss kiss my thoughts*
Then kiss kiss kiss my spirit*
Still kiss kiss kiss my shadow*
Don't forget to kiss kiss kiss my hair*
Repeated again kiss kiss kiss my face*
I'wanted to be kiss kiss kiss by you my brow*
Don't forget to kiss kiss kiss my cheek*
Afterwards kiss kiss kiss ears and my nose*
I'will like if being kiss kiss kiss by you my heart*
More kiss kiss kiss my lips*
Don't forget kiss kiss kiss with the love*
Repeated still kiss kiss kiss in the hope that we *
I'wanted to be kiss kiss kiss by you before i'slept*
I'hoped was kiss kiss kiss by you when i'opened the eyes and got up from my dream*
I'will like if being kiss kiss kiss by you my wish*
Don't forget kiss kiss kiss with your loyalty*
Kiss kiss kiss was our prayer together in the love*
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Spanish Eyes
Little christine
Were takin one more run
Secret heart, when the time has begun
Come to part
And hey, youre the one
And now we know
My heart is sold
And though we tried
You took me with your spanish eyes
Hey badlands
Realize
That someone else is yearning
Special sunday night
And baby theres time
Time enough to cry
With all our sad stories
And all the bad that weve done
And all the times
Weve rode on for glory
And ...
And you took me with your spanish eyes
Stretch out baby
And call your daddy home
cause Im runnin tonight
Couldnt be all alone
Yes I know how something died
But baby it was just for kicks
It was just for fun
Even with all the bad that we done
They cant say we didnt try
And I fell for your spanish eyes
Saturday night special
Waitin in the sheets
Oh come on
Talk to me, my sweet
And Ill try to make it complete this timecome close and let me dry your eyes
Let me try to turn the lies
And let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Come here, baby
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The First Tentative Trembling Kisses
I kiss your hand.
I kiss your knee.
I kiss the little space
between here (& there) .
I kiss your ear.
I kiss your hair.
I kiss your shoulder.
I even kiss your blouse!
I even kiss myself by mistake
where my hand caresses your hair
I kiss your hair.
I kiss your hair.
Surely this
can’t stop
...here!
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Some time
Last night, my darling, as you slept,
I thought I heard you sigh,
And to your little crib I crept,
And watched a space thereby;
And then I stooped and kissed your brow,
For oh! I love you so--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you shall know!
Some time when, in a darkened place
Where others come to weep,
Your eyes shall look upon a face
Calm in eternal sleep,
The voiceless lips, the wrinkled brow,
The patient smile shall show--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you may know!
Look backward, then, into the years,
And see me here to-night--
See, O my darling! how my tears
Are falling as I write;
And feel once more upon your brow
The kiss of long ago--
You are too young to know it now,
But some time you shall know.
poem by Eugene Field
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Behind The Wall Of Sleep
Precious cups within the flower
Deadly petals with strange power
Faces shine a deadly smile
Back up on you at your trial
Chill and numbs from head to toe
Icy sun with frosty glow
Whyd you go reaching your sorrow?
Whyd you go read no tomorrow
Feel your spirit rise with the priest
Feel your body falling to its knees
Take your walk of remorse
Take your body to a corpse
Take your body to a corpse
Take your body to a corpse
If you want all remorse
Take your body to a corpse
Now from darkness, there springs light
Wall of sleep is cold and bright
Wall of sleep is lying broken
Sun shines in, you are awoken
song performed by by Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Behnd the Wall of Sleep/Wasp
Precious cups within the flower
deadly petals with strange power
faces shine a deadly smile
back up on you at your trial
Chill and numbs from head to toe
icy sun with frosty glow
Why'd you go reaching your sorrow?
why'd you go read no tomorrow
Feel your spirit rise with the priest
feel your body falling to its knees
Take your walk of remorse
take your body to a corpse
take your body to a corpse
take your body to a corpse
if you want all remorse
take your body to a corpse
Now from darkness
song performed by by Black Sabbath from Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Saturday Morning 1961
Jane climbed off
the Saturday bus to town
her black hair ruffled
by the wind
her eyes
looking over at you
her mother close by
you standing by the wall
having climbed from the bus
a few moments before
your mother stood
and spoke to others
you watched as Jane buttoned up
her coat against the winter cold
her fingers turning blue
then she moved over to you
and said
I saw you by the water tower last night
as we drove by
my father visiting
a parishioner in the village
I was watching the sun
moving beyond the Downs
you said
like some giant moving
away to sleep
she smiled
and surreptitiously
she touched your hand
her mother's head
looking the other way
talking to your mother
of her husband's work
of church or of weather
or whatever
you gazed at Jane's eyes
the turn of head
the smile on lips
the way her hands touched
oh to be with her
away from others
to talk and walk
and capture each moment
with her closeness
but then her mother
moved away to shop
and Jane followed
just behind
and as she walked away
you painted her figure
and beauty
in your mind.
poem by Terry Collett
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