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A Special World

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.

- Sheelagh Lennon -

Heres one for us to share Granny xx

That's really beautiful Lightning. Thanks for sharing with me. x

Thanks Granny ,so are yours xx

Great poems all..

Heres a couple i wrote some time ago.....

MY LIVERPOOL HOME
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A gentle sea, a calming wind, the seagulls follow me
across the good old river mersey near the irish sea
go on Take a ferry ride its surely is one of a kind
The tranquility of the liver buildings will truely blow your mind.

Liverpool the gate to fun, with many things to see
a walk around the Ablbert dock, it is the place to be
St johns beacon climbing high it almost touches heaven
famous for its radio station City 96.7.

Many faces have arose from this little city
some are Musical, some are funny, but most are very pretty
Sit along the seashore and look from left to right
the lights that light up Liverpool in the middle of the night.

Its truely a sight that must be seen whenever youre about
but dont get to carried away, no need to 'twist and shout'
thats Liverpool the port of love, the place that i do to roam
given a choice of all the world, i'd make Liverpool my home.



The Darkside (The Looming Of Time) A trip on the outer edge of unsanity......
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Insanity and sanity both in a sphere, the looming of time, takes one step near
A voice in my head i try to unlock, the looming of time, it ticks like a clock
The centralisation of all mankind, the looming of time, is the answer i find
The daskside i hold the secrets inside, the looming of time, i try to unhide

The past & the present, the future of life, the looming of time, as blunt as a knife
A civilisation that makes us believe, the looming of time, is about to conceive
My passion my love my feelings inside, the looming of time, is about to collide
The looming of life is one that i fear, the looming of time, is about to appear


POW WOW
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Sitting bull in all his glory
a gathered growd he tells a story
about the arrow the axe the gun
and tells of how the west was won

Around the fire dressed in his fleece
he passes around the pipe of peace
they sit till dusk and talk of war
and of the bloody sights that they saw

Many men they lost that day
but proud men died the indian way
they gave their lives for the land
cos white man wouldnt shake their hand

Now the spirits of brave men soar
into the wind to live once more
their sacred land is free at last
they look to the future not to the past


I do have more but i had a phase of some very strange ones and maybe too much for some people...

Mark

lovely poems Mark.

Tranquil, I think your poems are really moving and involved and like them very much. You are obviously good at this, please send us some more, the stranger the better. We would love to read them? As someone else mentioned, make sure you understand the copyrite thing tho'.
Post one at a time and see how they go.

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's YOU that makes me whole

There is no corner, no dark place,
YOUR LOVE cannot fill
And if the world starts causing waves,
It's your devotion that makes them still

And yes you always speak to me,
In sweet honesty and truth
Your caring heart keeps out the rain,
YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof

So thank you my Love for being there,
For supporting me, my life
I'll do the same for you, you know,
My Beautiful, Darling Wife.

- David G. Kelly -

Heres another one for us to share.
Hope you like it Granny x

Thanks you for the comments, lovely poem Lightning.... i do think some of my poems maybe too controversial, but i wrote them cos im very open minded i wouldnt want to offend anyone, we all have different beleifs i know, Granny what is the copyrite you mention?


THE JOURNEY & THE ANGEL
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Im flying through fluffy clouds of silver, looking down at a world of bright colours, relaxed and thrilled and ever so chilled my heart beats are thouroughly fulfilled.

The clouds are immense with thier beauty and splender, and the sky of aqua blue fills my heart as i think of you, this technocoloured journey i will always remember.

An angel is weeping on a cloud near by, "oh angel my lady why do thy cry", for love she says i have lost my wings and from this day i will never fly.

I hold out my hand and hope that she takes, being carefull not to make any mistakes, she slips and falls, i knew that she would, now i know that ive lost her for good.

The moral of this poem is to open yours eyes and to catch falling angels that fall from the skys, but never give up it was once wrote, failiure is not an option from that famous quote.

Thank you

Mark

Aw thats so nice a poem Mark.
Nothing wrong with being open minded its a good thing really x

Really lovely Mark.
Open mindedness is awonderful quality to have.

The copyright (spelt it incorrectly earlier) means that if you have put a copyright on it, it gives the copyright holder the right to be credited for the work. Once they are on the internet, they are open to the world. Obviously if you have them stored and dated you can prove they are yours.The best way to do it, is to post the originals of them to yourself by recorded delivery and then don't open them. This means that no one else can profit from your work, that is if you catch anyone, and only post if you are sure you want your writing made public.
Hope this helps.

Thanks for your comments and advice x

ALIEN CREATORS
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A ufo inside my mind
the first effect of all mankind
a precious stone made of gold
of their coming we were told

The sky opened and down it came
from underneath a burning flame
this glowing disc was all abright
the aliens said "let there be light"

Creating the earth in seven days
giving strength in all their ways
life came first it was the plan
so stupidly they created man

Man knows not to start a war
no alien intervening that was the law
how to save from self destruction
a nuclear war of multiple abruption

Our alien friends who teach and bind
constant thoughts inside our mind
watching over from our birth
untill one day we ruin our earth

We know the outcome and our fate
once it starts it is too late
who will have the final word
there will be no chance to run scared

So is this planet an alien creation
our humble world our population
think what you want its up to you
but then maybe the bible is true......

Thanks for reading

Mark

Hey Mark, you are good!

This poem brings to mind 'Was God an Astronaut' by Erich Von Daniken.

http://www.daniken.com/e/index.html

Do you do your own poems Granny?

Yes, I do Lightning. Try it, it's good fun, or maybe you do already!

Okay ,but you better not laugh if i make a cockup.