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#105 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 06 Mar, 2015 11:07
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I once found a beautiful book in an antique store, 'Complete Love Lyrics' by Laurence Hope. I shall share some of my favourites:-
Surf Song
by Laurence Hope
My little one, come and listen
To the calling of the sea,
And watch how the wet sands glisten
Where the surf has left them free.
As thou and the wind together
Shall frolic along the strand;
Thy feet as light as a feather
Will hardly dent the sand.
Unwind the veils that enfold thee,
Thou never wast shy with me;
The sea will rejoice to hold thee,
The stars will delight to see.
The beauty thou shalt discover,
Oh, Morning Star of my heart,
Will dazzle even thy lover
Who knows how fair thou art!
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#106 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 06 Mar, 2015 20:19
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I once found a beautiful book in an antique store, 'Complete Love Lyrics' by Laurence Hope. I shall share some of my favourites:-
Surf Song
by Laurence Hope
My little one, come and listen
To the calling of the sea,
And watch how the wet sands glisten
Where the surf has left them free.
As thou and the wind together
Shall frolic along the strand;
Thy feet as light as a feather
Will hardly dent the sand.
Unwind the veils that enfold thee,
Thou never wast shy with me;
The sea will rejoice to hold thee,
The stars will delight to see.
The beauty thou shalt discover,
Oh, Morning Star of my heart,
Will dazzle even thy lover
Who knows how fair thou art!
it is beautiful lady Misty.
thank you for sharing.
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#107 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 06 Mar, 2015 20:47
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The Clod and the Pebble
by William Blake (1757-1827)
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.
So sang a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet;
But a Pebble of the brook,
Warbled out these metres meet.
Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to Its delight:
Joys in anothers loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.
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#108 Reply
Posted by
Exotic One
on 06 Mar, 2015 21:02
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Nice
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#109 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 08 Mar, 2015 13:02
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Worth While
By Laurence Hope
I asked of my desolate shipwrecked soul
"wouldst thou rather never have met
The one whom thou lovedst beyond control
And whom thou adorest yet?"
Back from the senses, the heart, the brain
Came the answer swiftly thrown,
"What matter the price, we would pay it again,
We have had, we have loved, we have known!"
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Leonard Nimoys Poem
Prior to his passing this year
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#111 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 09 Mar, 2015 08:01
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Lovely! Sad to lose him!
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#112 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 09 Mar, 2015 08:40
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Reminiscence of Maeterlinkck's
'Life of a bee'
By Laurence Hope
Oh, for the death of a beautiful purple bee;
Sailing away to the blue of a limpid sky;
To have yielded up one's life in an ecstasy,
And then, in the very climax of love, to die!
To give oneself completely, once and forever;
Drink life at its utmost height as one lays it down;
Spend one's soul in the rush of one last Endeavour;
And rule supremely in laying aside the crown.
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#113 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 13 Mar, 2015 23:12
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Reminiscence of Maeterlinkck's
'Life of a bee'
By Laurence Hope
Oh, for the death of a beautiful purple bee;
Sailing away to the blue of a limpid sky;
To have yielded up one's life in an ecstasy,
And then, in the very climax of love, to die!
To give oneself completely, once and forever;
Drink life at its utmost height as one lays it down;
Spend one's soul in the rush of one last Endeavour;
And rule supremely in laying aside the crown.
fabulous.
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#114 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 13 Mar, 2015 23:13
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Seraphim
Would you catch me on your tongue
When I fall down like rain
Could I evaporate in your kiss
So I could fall down again
Would you comfort me with your heartbeat
As it keeps time with mine
Like a beautiful concerto
Of love so divine
Would you let me inside you
When the world turns cold
And tell me you love me
When life puts us on hold
You're like an angel
Made with gossamer wings
In your hair I am tangled
And it's the sweetest of things
You completely complete me
If that's even possible
So save me sweet seraphim
We can be unstoppable
Will you love me unconditionally
Even at my worst
Even though it's a fallacy
That I fell first
I'll lay bare all that I have
On the ground at your feet
As long as you love me
With a burning fires heat
You're like an angel
Made with gossamer wings
In your hair I am tangled
And it's the sweetest of things
You completely complete me
If that's even possible
So save me sweet seraphim
We can be unstoppable
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#115 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 13 Mar, 2015 23:14
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Words for My Lady
I knew this day would eventually come
When I'd want to say these words to you
And it's with these words I hold in my heart
That I now feel I need to renew
I've thought about what I want to say
And was waiting for when the time was right
To say exactly what's on my mind
While you're sitting here with me tonight
I know I get caught up in my own little world
And sometimes I tend to forget
The true meaning of those little words
Which entered my heart the day we first met
If you'll move just a little bit closer
I'll describe the moment when this all began
When I knew you'd be my special lady
And I would be your lucky man
It was an evening in time when I held you close
As we listened to the falling rain
Sitting in front of a warm flickering fire
Sharing our dreams with a glass of champagne
Somehow, I never could have imagined
Spending an evening like that with you
As we talked between the falling raindrops
And expressing our points of view
With my arms wrapped around you
I thought about how hard it would be to let you go
Then you turned around and kissed me
Only then at that moment did I really know
We fell in love on that special night
But I couldn't find the words to say
As you were the only one in my life
Who has ever made me feel that way
When I looked deep into your eyes
And then I took your hand
I knew that all I ever needed
Was to love and to hold you all that I can
You became a part of my little world
And knew that I could never let you go
Because your love meant so much to me
More than you could possibly ever know
After all these years of being together
I needed to say how much I still care
And the only thing I ever wished for
Was that you would always be there
You will always be my special lady
And I love you so very much
I'd be lost in my little world without you
To share your love and your touch
With you by my side and a fire to keep us warm
We'll always welcome the falling rain
When we're holding each other and never letting go
As we fall in love all over again
The words in my heart still mean the same
After all these years of being with you
And the best part of all was knowing
That my very special lady still loves me too
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#116 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 15 Mar, 2015 16:12
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*Sigh* Seraphim is just breathtaking! Makes me realise how very far I have yet to go!!
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#117 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 15 Mar, 2015 16:33
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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills and fields,
Woods or steepy mountains yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair-lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning;
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
- Christopher Marlowe
Someone once read this to me and I will never forget. I so love that Sir Walter Raleigh wrote a response, it reminds me of a couple of 'response' poems I may share!
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#118 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 15 Mar, 2015 16:47
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My Star
by: Robert Browning (1812-1889)
All that I know
Of a certain star
Is, it can throw
(Like the angled spar)
Now a dart of red,
Now a dart of blue;
Till my friends have said
They would fain see, too,
My star that dartles the red and the blue!
Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled:
They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it.
What matter to me if their star is a world?
Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
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#119 Reply
Posted by
Misty_Blue
on 15 Mar, 2015 16:48
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“Oh Fairest of the Rural Maids”
By William Cullen Bryant 1794–1878
Oh fairest of the rural maids!
Thy birth was in the forest shades;
Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky,
Were all that met thine infant eye.
Thy sports, thy wanderings, when a child,
Were even in the sylvan wild;
And all the beauty of the place
Is in thy heart and on thy face.
The twilight of the trees and rocks
Is in the light shade of thy locks;
Thy step is as the wind, that weaves
Its playful way among the leaves.
Thine eyes are springs, in whose serene
And silent waters heaven is seen;
Their lashes are the herbs that look
On their young figures in the brook.
The forest depths, by foot unpressed,
Are not more sinless than thy breast;
The holy peace, that fills the air
Of those calm solitudes, is there.
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