Poetry anyone? (part 2)

[ILay]

Hey and greetings from St.Pete again.

I miss the thread with the topic as stated above.
What d'you think of reviving it?

I start with (not mine, but funky anyway)

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Last night while I lay sleeping,
I died or so it seems.
Then I went to Heaven
But 'twas only in my dream

But, it seems St. Peter met me,
there at the Pearly Gate.
He said, "I must check your record"
So stand right here and wait.

I see where you drank alcohol,
and swore quite often, too.
Fact is you've done many things
that a good person shouldn't do.

We can't have people like you up here,
Your life was full of sin.
Then he read the last of my record,
Grasped my hand and said, "Come in."

He took me to the Big Boss,
Said, "Take him and treat him well."
He worked in SHIPPING , Sir.
He's had his share of HELL.

[nine_lives]

I am sure it was international shipping, Ilay. I know people went gray just after three shippment attempts to Russia (in the 90s).

Poetry is always nice, but today is Valetneine's day, does anyone have Love poems? I'll try to find some a little lster. In the mean time, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, EVERYONE!

[nine_lives]

Nobody?

Okay, I haven't had a chance to look around for poems, so I 'll post one of my favoties:

How Do I Love Thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

[Soodna]

ODE TO AN ALTERNATE REALITY
by soodna

Here in this Alternate Reality
You cannot hear my heartbeat.
You cannot feel the warmth
Of my skin or breath.
You cannot see my tears,
Nor feel their wetness.
You cannot taste their salt.
You cannot know
The sound of my voice
Expressing anger, love or pain.

Here in this Alternate Reality
You can only see words, words,
And still more words.
Yet words have the power
To change my breathing,
To give me cause for tears,
To make me feel anger, love, pain.
What care you?
They are only words,words, and more words.
Know you not there is a body
Posessing heart and breath and soul
On the receiving end?

[Lilly]

The Spirit of LillyNomad

Warm like a summer's breeze
Soft as a night's whisper
Deep as the bluest sea
The fullness of love
Unbound and free
Shines on in the night
With starlit glow
And mellows the day with her desires
That in her step she is light and free
And in her sleep she is content
And at rest
And she learns that love, true love,
Always has joys and sorrow,
Seems ever present,
Yet is never quite the same,
Becoming more than love and less than love.

Green eyes shining
LillyNomad opens her big heart
Offering help and acceptance
To all who are in need.
Green eyes brimming
She stands like a small girl
On a play yard
Beside the swings
With open arms seeking love.

LillyNomad is the innocence of childhood,
The exuberance of youth,
The maturity of age.
She is every woman and no woman,
What every man wants and
What every woman wants to be.


LillyNomad’s life flows
as wave flows into wave,
and unless there is
peace and joy and freedom for her
there can be no spirit in her soul.
She wanders somewhere she has never traveled,
Gladly beyond any experience,
Her green eyes have their silence and tears.
Something in her understands
The voice in her heart is deeper than all.

She seeks/sought love as an attempt to change
A piece of the dream world into reality.
She sought for love,
But it ran away from her.
She sought her Soul,
But her Soul couldn’t see.
And when she finds her Soul Mate
She will find all three.

[Soodna]

THE NEED
by soodna

There is this need
Inside of me
That is crying out
To be set free.

But I have these
Chains of love that bind
These chains of love
I find unkind.

What is it that
Keeps calling me
To break the binds,
To be set free?

I keep searching
Deep inside
For some secret place
Where this will abides.

Is there some hole?
Some primitive thing
Upon my soul
That needs take wing?

[Soodna]

LETTING GO
by soodna

Please - let me go.
Do not shadow me.
My purpose in leaving
Was to set myself free.

I know that you watch
And read what I write.
You shadow me here.
You block the light.

For years I beseeched you
To join me here,
But you always declined
And from me you withdrew.

You say it's to know me,
This comming to read.
It's an open board,
And if you must -
Fill your need.

But your shadowing me here
Will take it's toll.
It could be the finally
Of loves death knoll.