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Thursday, 6 July 2017

Bubblegum Kisses

                             

BubbleGum Kisses 

Bubblegum Kisses,
are a passage of course
Just a natures way of showing its force !

A Shy, fumbling approach,
as adult feelings encroach
on your childhood,
unblemished  

A friendship about to change
Innocence is the exchange 
for confused emotions
all brand new

Bubblegum kisses,
are a passage of course
Just a natures way of showing its force!

Tho tread with care, 
Ensure true love is there ,
for that first kiss
Should be pure bliss !

Bubblegum kisses can be the sweetest,
Or a complete and utter misery,
Those first kisses are dependent , 


Upon a well executed delivery. 


Sunday, 30 October 2011

CRACKS !!!

This poem was inspired by this brilliant Pavement art for the theme of  Halloween, submitted to Gooseberry Gardens Poetry Picnic

Cracks !!!


Halloween approaches as autumn encroaches 
The structures of all worlds fractured and torn 
No-one or nothing prepare for what is to be born, 
In the heavens above are gods who are misunderstood 
Us 'twixt between, angry at governments, not good! 
Then there is those way down below, 
Where no mortal man wants or dreams to go.
Awaiting this date to avenge their fate. 
Small cracks which have appeared 
Things needing mending but mere mortals sneer, 
Allowing their societies to riot, spread notoriety, 
The undead seize their chances to walk amongst men 
Hoping their gods may this time pardon them,
They are the undead condemned to fiery hell, 
A peaceful existence would not bode well 
The murders, rapists and all of life's scum 
Become the undead or zombies if they don't succumb
To an ordered pleasant reality 
A human race, loving and respecting community. 
But those cracks that have appeared in our earthly existence, 
Negate our guarantee of evil resistance! 
So if pavement cracks suddenly appear 
Scream loudly scream out in fear 
In hope that your fellow man 
Will help you fight evil if he can 
But the horror of this world 
Is that people's ability for empathy is unfurled 
Evil is not the zombies or the undead 
Fear only those that breathe instead !

Monday, 22 August 2011

Dance Of Temptation


Dance Of Temptation

Ab van Overdam, A dancing couple in an orchard
Ab Van Overdam

They gaily danced full of glee,
Amongst the temptation strung from trees, 
They had discovered one another, 
Their new discovery of love,
Would not be smothered !

They had bitten from forbidden fruit, 
Rumours were, humanity was in dispute.
They had munched on their pomme d'or,
Meaning sexes forever,
Would yearn to adore! 

So daily they dance in their orchard of temptation,
Setting boundaries for societies creation, 
So let all humanity dance in glee, 
To celebrate the memory
Of
Adam and Eve !


Submitted to The Gooseberry Garden for the theme of Adam and Eve