Poem of 2024
ajay
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Dangerous Mind
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💘 Cupid's Revenge. 💘
Well, our girl's tucked up fast asleep in bed.
She's snuggled down and feeling warm and nice,
with dreams of licking ice-cream in her head – she's never tasted such a lovely ice!
And our boy's walking dreaming through the trees
and gazing skywards at the shining moon.
If it were ice-cream he would say, 'Yes, please!'
and then he'd eat it with his favourite spoon.
But Cupid, meanwhile, has a fiendish trick,
to gain revenge for what they did to him.
They stung him, kicked him, made him feel so sick,
and now the plans he has for them are grim.
He places two sharp arrows in a case,
and one is labelled 'ajay', one marked 'Grace'. 🙃
🍦👒🌛
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QQHuAX5h5XA&pp=ygUXbGl0dGxlIGFycm93cyBsZWFweSBsZWU%3D
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Grace
IDryad
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Arrows
...as sure as the arrows fly
Cupid with his bow
with arrows sharp
and heart-shaped tips
he aimed for the two
who gave him pain
their quills were hot and sharp
their merciless ridicule for his winged self
irked him still
though many moons had passed
he aimed the arrows
fast and true
towards Ajay's beating heart
but failed and hit his pipe instead
sending it flying, making sparks
much to his annoyance
Cupid turned to the sleeping Grace
who was snoring a symphony
he stumbled and missed again
hitting her sleeping cat
it woke up and purred
falling in love with a puzzled mouse
Cupid fled in horror
into the moonlit night
...as sure as the arrows fly
Cupid with his bow
with arrows sharp
and heart-shaped tips
he aimed for the two
who gave him pain
their quills were hot and sharp
their merciless ridicule for his winged self
irked him still
though many moons had passed
he aimed the arrows
fast and true
towards Ajay's beating heart
but failed and hit his pipe instead
sending it flying, making sparks
much to his annoyance
Cupid turned to the sleeping Grace
who was snoring a symphony
he stumbled and missed again
hitting her sleeping cat
it woke up and purred
falling in love with a puzzled mouse
Cupid fled in horror
into the moonlit night
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
Cat and Mouse 🐱🐁 (From an Idea Inspired by Grace's poem above☝️.)
The arrow of Cupid, that sweet poisoned dart,
had struck that poor Cat and gone deep in his heart,
and then that poor Cat had set eyes on the Mouse
who lived with our girl in her nice little house.
The Mouse and the Cat then fell madly in love,
were perfectly matched like a hand in a glove,
and all through the night, with a runcible spoon,
the two would eat cheese by the light of the moon,
and when in the morning the night became day,
the pair in the garden would happily play,
the birds would be singing their favourite song,
and nothing at all in the world could be wrong;
but into their heaven a shadow came black,
the Mouse and the Cat then came under attack
from Monsters who lived in the dark of the Wood
and feasted on mouses and drank all their blood.
'Don't worry, dear Mousie,' the Cat bravely said,
'I won't let those Monster Men make you all dead,
I'll battle and fight them and chase them away
and then here in love we can happily stay.'
'Oh, thank you, dear Cattie,' the Mousie replied,
'I'm glad that I have you, so strong, by my side,
the Monsters would kill me and gobble me up
and drink all my blood in their favourite cup'.
The Cat then unsheathed all his terrible claws,
and faced all the Monsters with slavering jaws.
The Monsters were fearsome, the Mousie felt ill,
and then the mad Monsters moved in for the kill.
The Cat with a screech and a hideous cry
then sprang at a Monster and clawed out its eye.
The Monster collapsed and quite soon it was dead
with torrents of blood gushing out of its head.
The Monsters all roared and then charged at the Cat,
who slashed with his razor-sharp claws and then spat
and leapt on the back of the biggest one there,
then scratched out his eyeballs and tore out his hair;
but soon all the Monsters were winning the day,
it seemed with his life that the brave Cat woulld pay
for fighting the Monsters to keep safe the Mouse
who lived with the Cat in the nice little house.
Then into this story came our boy the Bold
who grabbed every Monster his strong hands could hold,
and soon every Monster was living no more –
he stamped on the heads of a few to make sure!
Then our girl appeared, in a bit of a state,
(a typical woman, arriving too late 🙃)
and cried, 'Oh, my hero! You've saved my poot Cat!
Oh, how... how can I ever thank you for that!'
'Oh, shucks! It was nothing,' he said with a grin.
'I just saw the Monsters and kicked their heads in.'
'I'll love you forever!' our girl then replied,
and grabbing our boy quickly dragged him inside!
Our boy and our girl and the Cat and the Mouse
together lived happily there in the house,
and Cupid was watching, there's no need to say,
he'd known that his arrows would find the right way. 💘 🙃
The End. 🐱
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4rrXR6n0RTY&pp=ygUbZXZlcnlib2R5IHdhbnRzIHRvIGJlIGEgY2F0
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Grace
IDryad
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Winner
...have you ever won a lottery?
halloween and tricks a'treating
house prayers and rosaries
autumn leaves a'falling
thinking now of christmas trees
how time flies
when in the autumn years
the rolling wheels
as spinning tape-reels
one day it will stop
the spool quiet
her reflection danced on the window pane
as she looked out into the dimly lighted garden
soft and low the bird’s call
in twilight embrace
she stepped out to the balcony
she listened so patiently
as night whispers secrets
so gentle and sweet
she turned to him
said come with me
join me in this time
of stories told freely
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
'Have You Ever Won A Lottery?' She Asks Him.
'Alas!' he said, 'I've never won the prize;
it's always others who are millionaires.
I must have had at least a million tries;
it really is a sad state of affairs.
I check my lucky numbers every week,
but sadly only ever get a few
and never win the jackpot prize I seek.
And will I ever? I don't have a clue.
But I'll continue trying, come what may;
the Gods will surely soon smile down on me
and when they do, when it's my lucky day,
I'll pay a visit, take you out to tea;
and after we've both finished eating that
we'll hit the shops, to buy you a new hat.' 👒
🌸🙃🌸
The jasmine-scented night
was like a kiss.
Eternity
could only ever be like this.
🌜
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=KgsmQpvY17s&pp=ygUfc2VjcmV0IGdhcmRlbiBicnVjZSBzcHJpbmdzdGVlbg%3D%3D
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Grace
IDryad
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Wishes
... have you ever wished you were other than who you are?
reading an old poem
on a page of my diary
I felt
again the storm
of a tiff last quarter century
silly confusion
about a little confession
the panicked evasion
when asked certain questions
... remember the linden tree
its white flowers sprinkled on to her
petals gently caressing her hair
fragrance of citrus in the air
she beckons, come...
...
... have you ever wished you were other than who you are?
reading an old poem
on a page of my diary
I felt
again the storm
of a tiff last quarter century
silly confusion
about a little confession
the panicked evasion
when asked certain questions
... remember the linden tree
its white flowers sprinkled on to her
petals gently caressing her hair
fragrance of citrus in the air
she beckons, come...
...
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
2
Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
WARNING! ROMANTIC SONNETS AHEAD! PROCEED WITH EXTREME CAUTION!
'Have You Ever Won A Lottery?' She Asked Him Yesterday
The night, the garden's jasmine scent, the girl, combined to make him float along on air,
and drifting, all his senses in a whirl,
he felt the special magic that was there.
The twilight whispers, soft as moonlit skies,
were speaking words that only lovers know,
and when he looked into her starlit eyes
he soared to somewhere only lovers go.
But then from where he flew among the stars,
those constellations arching overhead,
to Earth again, past Jupiter and Mars,
he came to answer her. These words he said:
'I've never won the Lottery, that's true.
A greater prize I've won, in knowing you.' 🙃
🌜👒
The jasmine-scented night
was like a kiss.
Eternity
could only ever be like this
🌼🌻🌺🌹🌸🌷🏵️💐💠💮🥀
And today she asks him '... Have You Ever Wished You Were Other Than Who You Are?'
He turns his head and sees her stepping there
beside him, like a flower in female form,
the Linden petals falling from her hair,
her dress of yellow, glowing soft and warm,
and wonders if he's dreaming or it's true
that with this girl in such a night as this
he can be walking just as lovers do,
the moment lasting like a perfect kiss.
But then he looks into her phoenix eyes,
and finds his answer in their living light,
as all around come dancing butterflies,
which make a firestorm in that velvet night.
He says to her: 'Girl, truthfully I vow,
I'm glad that I am me, and with you now.' 🙃
🌜👒
The night was warm,
with scent of citrus in the air,
and all around was magic,
magic, magic everywhere.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VPRjCeoBqrI
✨💫🌟⭐
Grace
IDryad
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Under the Linden Tree
..that's a song delivered well. Its perfection in fantastic land
the garden of lavender
flushed with shades of yellow
bubbles of floating flowers
testament of magic turned loose
she danced and twirled
as she did as a little girl
laughing at her skirts frills
whipping around her ankles
...she laughs
looking at him
twinkle in her eyes
can you dance with me
she whispers
just over that hill
and see the valleys below
and the full moon above
will you dance with me..?
...
under the linden tree
she leaned back
feeling the rough bark
smelling the scents of citrus
waiting...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUARjexCTlQ
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
Butterflies
... and then she opened like a butterfly
and flew with citrus-scented wings widespread
towards the midnight hill which soared up high
in front of her as he behind her sped
in hot pursuit on wings of flashing fire
into the velvet of that summer night.
He wanted her, he needed her, desire
was burning with a blazing passion bright
as high above the hill she soared, a flame
of coruscating colour, to the moon.
Again, again, he called, he breathed her name
and knew he'd catch her citrus-colours soon
then mix his own with hers. He saw her smile
and urge him on: 'Fly faster, Butterfly!
Can you not catch me in this moonlit mile
of sky, our starry bed tonight? Try! Try!
'Faster! Faster! Catch me! Come beside me,
and we can dance and love and die as one.
I need to feel your colours deep inside me,
the way the morning needs the fiery dawn.'
'I'll catch you, pretty Butterfly!' he cried.
'I'll give you everything I've got to give!
You'll know my burning colours deep inside,
then as we die we two can truly live!'
And then like stars exploding in the night,
which have become too hot to go on living,
they mixed and mingled all their colours bright
and died in all the passion of their giving ...
Beneath the Linden tree he held her close;
as soft she laid her head upon his chest,
and, folded like the petals of a rose,
the lovers in each other's arms found rest.
🌜👒
The flowers from the gentle Linden tree
had fluttered down upon them in the night,
and when the morning came, so quietly,
the lovers lay inside a cloud of white.
💐
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=y6y8bfyUWOw&pp=ygUgY29sZHBsYXkgYWR2ZW50dXJlIG9mIGEgbGlmZXRpbWU%3D
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Grace
IDryad
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Peace
...nice song, adventures are always a corner away. Have you ever felt a sort of deja vu in strange places?
rising up from the waves
crystal clear water
washing down her hair
as dew on her eyelashes
her smiles were soft and kind
as she looked at the heavens
where the moon and stars shone
as if vying for his eyes and attention
there is nothing as sublime
as the hearts that rhyme
in rhythms in that certain way
even from far away
...she walks on listening to his song
her feet rustles the leaves
fallen from its hosts
she hears the hoot of an owl
and remembers...
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
🎉🎈🎂🎁🍰🥳🧁🎉🎈🎂🎁🍰🧁🥳
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! 🎁
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!! 🎂
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR GRACIE, 💙
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! 🎁🎂🎉
🎉🎈🎂🎁🍰🧁🥳🎉🎈🎂🎁🍰🧁🥳
Wishing you every happiness on your special day, Grace. 🎂🎁🎉
Have a good un! .🍰🎁🥳
Lots of love and cakes, 🍰🧁🎂💙
ajay 💐
(PS I'll answer your poem question in a bit 💐)
🙃
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8fA465rPz74&pp=ygUaY2hlZXN5IGhhcHB5IGJpcnRoZGF5IHNvbmc%3D
💐🎈🍰🧁🥳🎂🎁🎉💐🎈🍰🧁🥳🎂🎁🎉
Grace
IDryad
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ajay
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(If you were in a restaurant, what would you select from the menu for your starter, main and pudding courses?)
And then she asks him: 'Have you ever felt a sort of deja vu in strange places?'
'A very happy birthday, love,' he says,
then smiles and bumps her gently with his hip.
She bumps him back, enjoys the games she plays
with him, as they continue on their trip
through Magic Land, the moon so big and bright,
the scent of citrus flowers all around,
the fragrant linden trees of snowy white,
their petals softly floating to the ground;
and as they walk together hand-in-hand
he wonders if he's told her this before,
this feeling that he can't quite understand,
that having travelled through an astral door
again he walks along this road with her,
that once again he's found her in that dance
through all the galaxies, and everywhere
he goes he'll find her there, and not by chance
but by design they're woven in a web,
two threads together – and, forever bound,
through all eternal pulsing flow and ebb
of Time not ever they will be unwound.
He thinks to have a sense of déjà vu
is just an echo of our former time
that in some way has now come floating through
the cracks in all the centuries to rhyme
with where and how we find ourselves today,
and that forever we will be reborn,
that always in our cosmic dance we'll play
among the stars, dance laughing life to scorn.
And then he smiles again and thinks of her
and writes this poem's words upon the page.
A poem's games he will play anywhere.
He's glad she's with him on this poem's stage.
🌜👒
The magic moon shone down on Magic Land,
the yellow flowers matched her yellow dress.
They wandered on together, hand-in-hand,
and all around the world was saying, 'Yes.'
✨💫✨💫
🎂🎉🥳🧁🎊🎁🍰🎂🎉🥳🧁🎊🎁🍰🎂🎊
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VaoELOJPpAU&pp=ygURdG9nZXRoZXIgZm91cmV2ZXI%3D
🍰🧁🎂🎉🎁🥳💃🎊🎉🎁🥳🍰🧁🎂🎉🥳
Grace
IDryad
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Ordinary
...starters mushroom soup, mains- vegetables, potatoes and steamed chicken, dessert coconut cake and tea. what's your favourite food? Do you like curry?
she flushed with deja vu
when the clock struck two
remembering many years ago
when she met him to say no
the rain started to fall
and she unfurled her umbrella
he had stood under the rain
smiling, hiding his tears
she walked that path today
in the pages of her diary
one of her birthdays
echoing past heartaches
...she watches the light
as the sunsets beyond the treetops
a magical land in her sight
her pen poised above
white paper
and she is out of the door
in yellow gowns in violet gardens
smiles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hA-8iIrnsK4
...starters mushroom soup, mains- vegetables, potatoes and steamed chicken, dessert coconut cake and tea. what's your favourite food? Do you like curry?
she flushed with deja vu
when the clock struck two
remembering many years ago
when she met him to say no
the rain started to fall
and she unfurled her umbrella
he had stood under the rain
smiling, hiding his tears
she walked that path today
in the pages of her diary
one of her birthdays
echoing past heartaches
...she watches the light
as the sunsets beyond the treetops
a magical land in her sight
her pen poised above
white paper
and she is out of the door
in yellow gowns in violet gardens
smiles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hA-8iIrnsK4
ajay
Forum Posts: 1968
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 21st Mar 2023 Forum Posts: 1968
What was wrong with the poor bloke? ☹️
____
Far From Ordinary 👒
Then suddenly, as lovely as before,
she's back, and radiant in yellow dress!
Then all for him is wonderful once more
and once again the world is saying 'Yes!'
He runs and picks her up and hugs her tight;
she smiles, and makes his heart beat pitter-pat.
He throws her grey umbrella out of sight
and says, 'Tonight you won't be needing that!'
But still he sees within her phoenix eyes
the sadness there behind the burning flame
and knows a something deep within her lies,
a something he won't even try to name.
He holds her closer still and goes to say ...
but stops, He knows she knows it anyway.
🌜👒
The softly scented magic garden glows
as setting sun sinks slowly into night,
and in the orange of its fading light
the day at last comes gently to a close
🌜
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=d-diB65scQU&pp=ygUKZG9udCB3b3JyeQ%3D%3D