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The Money Spider

The Money Spider We met on the web On the fourteenth of Feb I asked her , be my valentine She said you're so kind I'll keep you in mind When I get...

Once Bitten Twice Shy

Once Bitten Twice Shy Jack an old tar, once sailed the coast It never was known, for him to boast One day whils't drunk, he told this tale All about...

A Sight to Behold

A sight to behold Our garden is looking lovely It really is a treat And passer's - by, they all remark It stands out in the street There's flowers in...

What's Simple Is True

Loving and Losing and never looking back.

Love

Roses are Red Violets are Blue ur stuck in my head And i wanna Fuck u!

Joy

love of children

U R GR8

Whatever the distance, you're always near. For in these telecommunicative times, We bridge the physical gap with electrons. And post each other soppy...

Love&;#063;

Love, my love, I dare not ask Or gaze upon its smiling mask Unless that smile should somehow alter In a beat my heart would falter Staggering from...

Golden jubilee

I was asked by my school to put some thoughts about the Jubilee into a poem

You just don't know...

Losing the one you love.

O Child

O child I cannot speak: I wish as I looked at her That I had the words to comfort Her, pain, would be mine, So that I could do the crying; She turns...

Paradoxically

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Often quoted. Makes me wonder. As judging by my blighted past, When seperation tends to last, The opposite is...

Time

An old man alone . . .

Sea, my love

I dive into her watery body I reach the sandy bed Untie the ribbon And her hair flies loose Spraying the rocky shore With a fine salty mist Next I...

Always and forever after that

I cannot force her fragility into words. Her serenity was too big for cathedrals...

Ragged Little Doll (The)

In the corner of a dusty barn sits a ragged little doll...
Cherry

Heart is a rented room

Listen to music So low Dying embers the notes Below hearing Sung under your breath Echoes of warmth In the next room Light comes under the door The...
Cherry

The Necessary Witch

an experiment in non-linear prose, a fantasy
Cherry

Last Sung

Voice holding you; mouth like a mirror That you look into as it grasps you Feel it as it slows to that note that pulls The chord that strokes...

Viewing

Parked in front of me was something I reconsidered, not much before I started Back at what it was that got me there. I paused for breath, calm with...

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