Thursday, 31. January 2008, 02:14:07
woman, Maree Long, love, pure
...
THEY CALL IT HEART
under the glorious silk wrap
lies desirable poetic beauty
indescribable her glory
that glows in mornings light
for I have met an angel
and lied with pure love
such kindness and loveliness
for I have never seen
is now all I wish for
so sweet and kind
delectable in everyway
far more than her beauty
and I have never seen
a more lovely woman
than thou art become
am grateful for hour upon
precious hour that I am
in your presence
more powerful than all the dominions
for they the angels that sing above
they call it "heart" pure "heart"
Maree Long
(c)Maree Long
Inspired by a post by ellidata
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 03:35:41
life, man, words, pure
...
WHAT IS POETRY IV - Organic Words
Ingest not the mercury,
and expose yourself to life's toxicity
that which might impare your visual field
and leave you deaf unable to hear the words
Grow now and nuture the words
in fertile soil free from industry
derived from the living thought of man
these now organic words of poetry
Interconnected compounds so
solicitously organised
volatile vapour of words with power
to bring you to your knees
Life giving words that can oxygenate
and lift the very soul to to glorious heights
give I approval to these organic words pure
that delight the heart of man
And astutely asks the mind
where now the nebulous of purist philosophy
for drafted now the enforcement of provision
was set there all along
To drink the living water
the organic of the creator
that warned of the choking weeds
saving grace and vindicator
Maree Long
(c) Maree long 2007
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