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Here I Love You

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Here I love you

In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.

The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters

Days, all one kind, go chasing each other

.

The snow unfurls in dancing figures.

A silver gull slips down from the west.

sometimes a sail. High, high stars.

.

Oh the black cross of a ship.

Alone.

Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.

Far away the sea sounds and resounds.

This is a port.

Here I love you.

.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.

I love you still among these cold things.

Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels

that cross the sea towards no arrival.

I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.

My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.

I love what I do not have. You are so far.

My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.

But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.

.

The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.

And as I love you, the pines in the wind

want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

.

by Pablo Neruda... a bit of poetry for your soul

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Thank you.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I got all excited thinking you'd written it. Nice poem though

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By *andybeachWoman
over a year ago

In the middle

Thank you I enjoyed that

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I love that

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By *irtyGirlWoman
over a year ago

Edinburgh

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By *irtyGirlWoman
over a year ago

Edinburgh

That's lovely

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound

Here's one that that speaks to me:

I’ll Open the Window

By Anna Swir

Our embrace lasted too long.

We loved right down to the bone.

I hear the bones grind, I see

our two skeletons.

Now I am waiting

till you leave, till

the clatter of your shoes

is heard no more. Now, silence.

Tonight I am going to sleep alone

on the bedclothes of purity.

Aloneness

is the first hygienic measure.

Aloneness

will enlarge the walls of the room,

I will open the window

and the large, frosty air will enter,

healthy as tragedy.

Human thoughts will enter

and human concerns,

misfortune of others, saintliness of others.

They will converse softly and sternly.

Do not come anymore.

I am an animal

very rarely.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

That's beautiful Lickety

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reminds me of a cradle of filth song. Seriously not taking the piss. They may be extreme metal but the lyrics can be extremely poetic.

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By *yrdwomanWoman
over a year ago

Putting the 'cum' in Eboracum

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By *yrdwomanWoman
over a year ago

Putting the 'cum' in Eboracum

Well if we're posting poems we like...

Her Kind

I have gone out, a possessed witch

haunting the black air, braver at night;

dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light:

lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.

A woman like that is not a woman, quite.

I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,

filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,

closets, silks, innumerable goods;

fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:

whining, rearranging the disalign.

A woman like that is misunderstood.

I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,

waved my nude arms at villages going by,

learning the last bright routes, survivor

where your flames still bite my thigh

and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.

A woman like that is not ashamed to die.

I have been her kind.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Reminds me of a cradle of filth song. Seriously not taking the piss. They may be extreme metal but the lyrics can be extremely poetic. "

Our favourite band ever .... Saw them at an intimate gig in cambridge a fortnight before we got married 2 years ago .

Their lyrics are awesome , very much underrated and everything about them is so erotic .

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By *iewMan
Forum Mod
over a year ago

Angus & Findhorn

A very nice thread

Thanks

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

TLDR.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

just bumping this for the enjoyment of the night shift

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound


"TLDR."

?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Here's one that that speaks to me:

I’ll Open the Window

By Anna Swir "

Loved this

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"TLDR.

? "

Google it you numpty.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Nor did we tbh

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Read the op I meant , it's late ....

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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago

Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound


"TLDR.

?

Google it you numpty."

Google says it's the Texas Department of Licensing and Regulation.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I forget to read poetry and I always enjoy it when I do. Nice thread. Thank you.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

lovely to read...

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By *ranny-CrumpetWoman
over a year ago

The Town by The Cross

Wonderful thread everyone xxxx

Inky Pinky Ponky

Daddy bought a Donkey

Donkey Died

Daddy Cried

Inky Pinky Ponky.......

Get's me every time.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Bit of war poetry for 100th anniversary

While shepherd watched their flocks by night

A high explosive shell came down and mutton rained around

By saki

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By *plankyMan
over a year ago

Beeston


"TLDR.

? "

TLDR means "I have ADHD".

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