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Andrew K Fletcher · « **Reply #860 on:** 03/10/2009 09:14:16 »

Spoken from the heart and worn on the sleave, lovely scribe Karen

Hadrian · « **Reply #861 on:** 08/10/2009 14:43:36 »

Communication means the world.

by hadrian Boyle-Fawsitt (1956-)

communication means the world to me
syllables of truth that lie on tongues
choice words of love and philosophy
seductive sensuous salacious sounds
span joyful bliss to mournful memory
whispered shouts of air fill lungs,
innuendo thickened plots of poetry

communication means the world to you
a smile a glance a promised blushed
i sit you stand uncomfortable I too
disarmingly dainty dangerous display
i rest you decline my offer I withdrew
one wave of a hand my heart is crushed
the cool eyes of ice and lips of blue

communication means the world to her
sharps thin sounds of divine leanings
like clip of hooves on polished silver
concise considered consenting confusion
just one brave face to finally deliver
like playing actors at a first screenings
step on red carets of flashing manner,

communication means the world to them
what does it matter to the seeing blind?
we sit in darkness deaf to the silent gem
intertwined interlinked inseparability apart
a glance a look that proclaims an anthem
flushed with youthful hearts combined
the message conveyed and heard again

Communication means the world.

neilep · « **Reply #862 on:** 08/10/2009 17:04:32 »

Kwality poemage there Hadrian

nice alliteration !

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neilep · « **Reply #863 on:** 08/10/2009 17:06:43 »

I is a sheep I eat some grass
In my tummy then out my arse !

now THAT is well kwality poemage !!

Hadrian · « **Reply #864 on:** 09/10/2009 09:20:38 »

no no its reverse osmosis in you case..........LOL [

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neilep · « **Reply #865 on:** 09/10/2009 12:59:40 »

Not too sure but I think I might have just been insulted !!...however, i will choose to take it as a compliment ! [

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Andrew K Fletcher · « **Reply #866 on:** 10/10/2009 11:28:29 »

Home Alone

Tick tock mental block time to take stock
Hands pass chimes while sunshine falters
Day dulls grey in shadows hidings
Noisy strangers shout then quiet stifles

Along razors edge walks humanity
Sanitized thoughts testing patient sanity
Juggling balanced along life's takings
Tempers stifled in rulers makings

Curtain drowns impoverished pride
Frosted pain in widow's window
Dignity leached with each breath
How we long for our companion

Cold and lonely comes our death

Andrew K Fletcher 10th October 2009

neilep · « **Reply #867 on:** 10/10/2009 15:46:58 »

Very very nice Andrew !!..and to think ..you have even written yet for another 8 days !! [

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Andrew K Fletcher · « **Reply #868 on:** 10/10/2009 19:25:03 »

Quote from: neilep on 10/10/2009 15:46:58

Very very nice Andrew !!..and to think ..you have even written yet for another 8 days !! []

Thanks Neil pays to check what you write before you post

neilep · « **Reply #869 on:** 11/10/2009 00:17:12 »

Quote from: Andrew K Fletcher on 10/10/2009 19:25:03

Quote from: neilep on 10/10/2009 15:46:58
Very very nice Andrew !!..and to think ..you have even written yet for another 8 days !! []

Thanks Neil pays to check what you write before you post

My pleasure Andrew !

I usually get the whole year wrong !...it's a wonderful piece Andrew !..thanks for sharing it.

Andrew K Fletcher · « **Reply #870 on:** 11/10/2009 09:06:17 »

I is a sheep I eat some grass
In my tummy then out my arse !

Along comes dog with mouth agog
Who grabs my poop within it’s gob

His owner squawks chastising it
Shouting that’s no treat it’s sheep sh1t.

couldn't resist the inner child, sorry Neil

Karen W. · « **Reply #871 on:** 11/10/2009 09:14:09 »

Holy molly.....LOL..LOL...

neilep · « **Reply #872 on:** 11/10/2009 14:19:55 »

Quote from: Andrew K Fletcher on 11/10/2009 09:06:17

I is a sheep I eat some grass
In my tummy then out my arse !

Along comes dog with mouth agog
Who grabs my poop within it’s gob

His owner squawks chastising it
Shouting that’s no treat it’s sheep sh1t.

couldn't resist the inner child, sorry Neil

lol.......Now THAT is kwality poemage !! i luff it !!

worthy of the title poet laureate !....

...inner child ?....let it out all the time Andrew !!

YAYYYYY !!!

Hadrian · « **Reply #873 on:** 19/10/2009 09:52:52 »

you see there he goes again reverse osmosis in action. [

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Karen W. · « **Reply #874 on:** 19/10/2009 14:44:34 »

Quote from: Hadrian on 19/10/2009 09:52:52

you see there he goes again reverse osmosis in action. []

HI hADRIAN... YES ISN'T THAT FUNNY! lol...

Andrew K Fletcher · « **Reply #875 on:** 22/10/2009 18:22:59 »

You can't pull the wool over Neils eyes

Karen W. · « **Reply #876 on:** 23/10/2009 05:50:56 »

Nor he over ours! LOL...

Karen W. · « **Reply #877 on:** 26/10/2010 07:54:49 »

Quote from: Hadrian on 08/10/2009 14:43:36

Communication means the world.

by hadrian Boyle-Fawsitt (1956-)

communication means the world to me
syllables of truth that lie on tongues
choice words of love and philosophy
seductive sensuous salacious sounds
span joyful bliss to mournful memory
whispered shouts of air fill lungs,
innuendo thickened plots of poetry

communication means the world to you
a smile a glance a promised blushed
i sit you stand uncomfortable I too
disarmingly dainty dangerous display
i rest you decline my offer I withdrew
one wave of a hand my heart is crushed
the cool eyes of ice and lips of blue

communication means the world to her
sharps thin sounds of divine leanings
like clip of hooves on polished silver
concise considered consenting confusion
just one brave face to finally deliver
like playing actors at a first screenings
step on red carets of flashing manner,

communication means the world to them
what does it matter to the seeing blind?
we sit in darkness deaf to the silent gem
intertwined interlinked inseparability apart
a glance a look that proclaims an anthem
flushed with youthful hearts combined
the message conveyed and heard again

Communication means the world.

Hadrian This is really lovely and I love this.. I must say I had missed this one and tonight as I was reading the whole 36 pages, I realized I had not seen this writing.... Thank you for sharingit it is lovely.

Karen W. · « **Reply #878 on:** 26/10/2010 08:55:59 »

Just one love

Afraid of love today I am.
Afraid to be any more then friends.

Meeting new men, and turning them away,
No love to give them anyway...

Tried to be a casual girl, but
Its not my cup of tea!

I want more then physical touch,
there is so much more to me!

I want that love that grabs your heart,
and makes you giddy right from the start!

I dove right in, and tried my hand,
at dating, most casually.

But in my search for joy and such,
I forgot the woman, That lives in me...

I want the love and joy and such
that outweighs all the pain.

It heals up a broken heart,
and stave's away The rains...

It lightens up the darkest life,
It helps one live again.

My tears do fall, and days are dark,
but somewhere I see a light...

A love kept hidden within my heart.
It burns so strong, through my empty nights.

A patient heart I do so keep,
a song that lingers oh so deep....

A dream I'll have tonight I think...
to find you there within my sleep...

To say once more before I die...
I love you so..... now please don't cry...

Just smile a smile and remember why???
I'll never be far...just close your eyes.

I love you.....

Karen W.
October 26,2010
12:50 A.M.

Karen W. · « **Reply #879 on:** 10/03/2012 08:04:48 »

LOVERS

She shall roam along the moors,
where once she lived....Her spirit soars...

And with a passion her love shalt swell,
upon the waves of distant Wales....

Her crimson lips shall set the sun,
and be the beauty when the day is done.

His love for her shall light the day...
when all the stars have gone away.

Together in the daylight hours,
their love doth dance amongst the flowers...

And there intwined upon the breeze
the scent of love two lovers leave...

Where once they trod upon the ground,
now in this heaven they shall be found....

Karen Warvi
February 22, 2012
7:08 P.M.