Rhumour
Gold Membership
 Birthday: 1951-06-21
Age: 60
Job/Hobbies: writing poetry & articles
Humour: Oblique.....
Registration date: 2008-05-27
 |  Subject: POETRY WRITTEN BY RHUMOUR Fri Jul 25, 2008 12:53 am | |
| Sometimes.......
Some times I think, sometimes I dream
Of future times that may be less mean
When peeps can tell the truth all day
Not hide behind some smoke screen play
If all the world had listened well
When John imagined and did tell
Everyone that they could change
The world from war to peace aint strange
Not that I was so deluded
To think that all would be included
For many evil plans remain
Too many men are quite insane
Megalomania must be epidemic
Greed is surely now systemic
Commercial interests rule ever more
Their power exceeds countries for sure
Ah but we few long for more
cooperation and love to endure
Mesmerised by beauty that transcends
The cheats and bullies and poor pretence
Come to dance amongst the trees
We can join the birds and bees
Avoid the traps of urban wares
Strip away those worldly cares
Circle round a simple fire
Nothing more than root desire
Poise and grace and passions freed
Indulge in just our basic needs
Hold the torches for the other
Maybe we can still yet discover
What man once did have to leave
When he first chose to deceive
Sometimes I dream......
April 12th 2008
Wondrous ViewKiss my sleeping eyelids
Bring me back into the light
You always are the first one
To wake from every nightBreakfast in the bedroom
With coffee steaming hot
Bacon and fried mushrooms
Oh you do spoil me a lotLater in the garden
Digging up the weeds
Trimming all the bushes
Planting our new seedsYou clutch your back and hobble
Calling out my name
I'm soon there to support you
Comfort you from painNext I run the hot tub
And help you to get in
Gently give your neck a wash
Then pat you dry againI cherish many moments
That we have spent like this
You produce the breakfast
I massage you and kissYour lovely sleeping eyelids
As I settle next to you
And before I turn the lights out
I bless this wondrous view
Red
He stood gazing down at the woman
Dispassionate as the red life fluid
Drained slowly away from her
Body quiet, still, torpid
:Heart:
She lay there relinquishing her blood
His thoughts were not for her state
Rather he dwelt upon the clinical facts
The need that her loss would sate
:Heart:
Soon it was all over
The flow ceased
The man bent over her
And spoke
'Just wait ten minutes before you get up'
He advised in a dull monotone
And as he extracted the needle
'Tea and biscuits in the next room'
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Poems written by Rhumour VIP Member
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The Pinchbeck poet
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 Job/Hobbies: Retired
Registration date: 2008-02-20
| | Subject: Re: POETRY WRITTEN BY RHUMOUR Thu Aug 07, 2008 10:26 am | |
| Hi Rhumour
Loved your choice of poems. Great to read.
Thank you for sharing them with us.
Maggie |
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