Best Tim Poems

Hot date
Can’t wait

We're at
My flat

Cute eyes
Nice thighs

Admit
She’s fit

So sweet
Must eat

We dine
Sublime

First Kiss
Sheer bliss

Soft peck
On neck

Tongue's twirl
Toes curl

First base
Hearts race

Undressed
Bare breast

Blimey
She’s ‘HE’

No joy
Ladyboy

Fussy
Pussy

Night ends
As friends

Written by Jan Allison & Tim Smith
28th August 2014...

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I sit here and ponder the days that have past
The many loves that I had, that just didn’t last.
One really sticks out, wish I had another chance
Treating her so differently, I’d show her romance.

I loved once a man, who just wanted to play
At being romantic...

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You have all heard I am sure of the three musketeers
The group with the swords not the ones with the funny ears

Reminds me of a joke that right here would apply
There are three kinds of people I tell you no lie
Those who are really quite good...

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Why oh Why

A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso

Poem inspired by Seren Roberts

Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins who witnesses the crime


Why of Why
Lovers Die
Mannequins Cry


Sat, with his head in his hands
Remembering how love had once been,
Now, because...

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Written by Tim Smith and Seren Roberts

Across the room I slowly walk 
Hips swaying, smile in place 
Sensually I use my body to talk 
Holding out my hands to touch his face 

Here she comes, walking my way 
Beauty and grace, with a smile in...

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In silence, your friendship is a sun to me,
Your warmth a shower to erase pain.

In you pain exists, something I cannot solve,
But in my warmth you can stay a while.

Just know that I am here for you,
For friendship is no one way street.

***

Copyright © Darren...

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I wrote a poem of despair 
My hearts been tossed up into the air 

She wrote a limerick that was taboo 
She made me laugh when I was so blue 

Entering stage left was Tim 
Writing of past lovers sins in a hymn 

It seems...

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Tim's poem, Hello Sorrow, was the incentive for my continuance of the sorrowful emotion in Hello Grief.

Hello Sorrow

There you are old friend— 
 I knew that you were here 
  wrapped alone beside desolation 
   hidden deep amongst despair 

Hello my sorrow...

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Where would I be without Casarah and Tim?
Would I remain here or just leave on a whim
Usually first to make a comment on my latest write
Both commenting on people’s poems even late at night
They lift my spirits so much during a dark dark day
Join in...

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THE DITCH BECAME ABYSS: 
Collaboration with Tim Smith

When I was here
All the music sang lalala
I only saw your eyes

When you were here
All the words read you you you
and all made sense

When we were here
In a different life, the river flowed
rippling love around us

Now without a...

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With just my thoughts beneath a starry night
I find each thought becomes a thought of you
For in the darkness there is always light
And tomorrow the sky will turn to blue

And you have moved so far beyond, my friend
This place where only mortals dare to tread
This...

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Coach Dad

It is a magic time when a child ventures
Into the world, spreading wings,
Beginning the oft painful process
of moving from the nest to the sky.

And it is a fragile time, where first experiences
Weigh heavily on shaping the direction
In which young life begins to move
And often...

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 I have a  friend by the name of Tim,
He keeps  in shape when frequents the gym.
His Kelly green Mustang he drove
And smack'd  it into a cove.
The witches got him and ate one of his limbs!


Dorian Petersen 
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014


October,5,2014 ...

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Terrific charmer,blessed and gifted

Invincible love fulfills his heart

Modesty is a reflection of his beliefs

Super dad and  souper spice

Master of words and muses

Incredibly kind to all others

Trustworthy and truthful friend

Heartwarming!His sweet gentility
reaches our soul.



Dedicated to Tim Smith
Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen : )
on the 3rd of...

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We gave Johnny a gun and a uniform
Trained him to kill, in a regiment conform
Sent him deep into Vietnam jungles warm
With little regard to how we did him harm
 
     So certain we knew what we joined to fight for
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