Thou art eyesome among all bosom
Filled with holy milk
Ripen and bowing to earth
Oh! Thou art humble
Cans't thou see how marvelous thou art
Even he is in awe to thy wondrous taste
For thee who think thou dost flow milk of honey
Woe and woe I sayest to thee
In the face of man thou art the finest
Everyhow, no bosom beats thee
Is there cause why thee should overween
For thy risen bosom shall fall alas!
Thy petite figure shall die with old age
But my fallen bosom shall stand the test of time
Forever fallen but never lost its glory
Categories:
eyesome, poems, poetry, romance, satire,
Form: Ode
HAIKU
with clear pearls of dew
trembling steam beam from the sun -
silver-plated bed
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In Norwegian
med klare duggperler
skjelvende dampstråle fra solen -
en sølvbelagt seng
11/01/2022
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Categories:
eyesome, beauty, nature,
Form: Haiku
Pink dust of love in some tiny wrinkle
Small spots showing shadows of our season
Still the tomato children there twinkle
Heartbeats that we exchanged we still listen
This is why possibly in the open
Window, I’m glad to see your face again
The distance of thirty years is broken
Despite ruthless passage of the time-train
Somehow I feel apples are still eyesome
Blue clouds from the dimples wander in joy
In the breath plays warm and bouncy ransom
Our eye to eye birds we should not destroy
Now that flowers have again come a few
Let us relook if we have some cute dew
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26/8/2016 For : When Love Reckons for a Second time poetry contest: Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
Categories:
eyesome, allusion, art, children, flower,
Form: Sonnet