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Christmas bells ring
that time of year
even lonely
I feel good will and cheer
Festive lights around the house
at home this Christmas eve
should we not celebrate
Lovers past and friends long gone?
Carols sung, and church bells ring
is that wondrous time of year
however I have secret information's
that will bring you all great cheer!
There was born this night a babe
in my homeland Scotland of the brave
battles now only glorious history
for peace my friends bring to you
They have a child, beauty so pure
sleeping in daddies arms
remember this day, I beg you all
peace on earth this child shall bring
Some, not many days to sing
Nor many hopes for spring
I ask you all, remember this glorious day
Two poets pure made an angel ever sweet
From baby seeds to gods bouquet
and this my friends is the true meaning
of all other Christmas's past
loving our children so young and pure
so that all of humanity lasts
As we put putted out
into the estuary, the
sounds of the city
receded, the tang of
sea filled my nostrils
and the water turned
from brown to aqua.
Danny put out the lines
but all was quiet so I
whittled a piece of spruce,
letting the shavings drift
in our wake, as I sucked
a hard yellow candy
waiting for my sockeye.
A CASTLE OF TEMPTATION
Proudly standing amidst three lochs, verdant hills
a Castle enciente breathing beauty but sadly chants
passed feuds sparking battles having harried their foe
and it's demise caused by Frigates cannonball screams.
Colonel MacRae-Gilstrap rebuilds now redeemed:
stoned arch bridge supersede the sea highway flow,
circular stairs and ceilings with coat of arms grants
changes made but its history today remains still
Tourists not deterred by ghost tales scary extreme
But await they exercise for imaginations to show
the setting, a romantic reincarnation that enchants
attracted lovers to celebrate their matrimonial thrill
Eilean Donan Castle in its stunning reachable location
pose the Western Highlands of Scotland a temptation.
Written by: Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Andrew Fraser
8:46 pm; August 18, 2015
SWEATS and SWEETS
Shooting sighs and moans we fired last night still glows
As tangoed silhouetted shadows hungered love dancing
Peeping breeze outside match our whispers and calls flow
Desiring to dip and sway like leaves our top wanting
Our hands and lips pastel strokes to light brushes show
Two bared torso's touching amidst silken sheets warmed
Daring palms to fingertips send fevers upon hungry hips
Heartbeats stomps and thumps like bass drums stormed
Thrusts and pumps to nerves draw carousels of round trips
Stirring sweats to trail slow on curves adorned
Sweet scented heart lips in nonstop loving caress
As tempos rising aplenty voice fusion fueled cries
Torso's now blossom blessed by their loving impress
Gyration waves ebb after reaching heavenly skies
Legs twine, breaths calm, sated souls fall finesse
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©J. A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo
17.14pm, May 24, 2015
BLOSSOMS and BUBBLES
From aggregate supple stellar petals' smile,
spring fragrance bubble spiral free in the air,
their porcelain blossoms dash perfection flair;
suitors bee, beguile the flower by buzzing style,
the blooms' fingers rush to blushes beyond compare.
Bard wind began to sing to serenade the buds in grins
rosy petals breathe a gentle sigh, one long mile...
Afar, some girls and boys see these Belles so rare--
they blow their dreams to root in land fertile.
They hope like blossoms their dreams curve in peak
though trials, struggles may round and round peep
for soon as seasons rouse may their journey begin
To the times their life drifts, avoiding not to weep
These blossoms and bubbles psalm, wisdom speak
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J.A. Fraser and O.E. Guillermo
9:37 pm, March 03, 2015
MISSING YOU
Feelings of missing you doesn't color a blue
instead it paints a hue of paradise view
Say a rainbow after rain bathing stargazers in my den
or autumn leaves golden brush as slowly they land
Thoughts of missing you sets my dreams to vast streams
It pleasures me much, hence, I hymn our united theme
My voice like the nightingale's it lured ears to stop and hear
tugging their heartstrings to come closer and rehear
Cool as the sea waves missing you is a ride in rolling tides
Partner duo in old or new chores, such is the daily stride
tall barriers broken as hearts and lips have spoken
Swollen supple from endearing oceans of motions
as day and night springs doors of infant tomorrows
No sorrows they pray can divide nor square them to zero
Blissful this mid blissful that, kisses aplenty within chats
true love flowered ahead to ripe red and never flat
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©J. A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo
5:32 pm, March 03, 2015
JOYOUSLY, WE BE
Pillows, pillows, rainbow pillows everywhere
amidst this sea of pillows, two in lounging share--
capering aplenty, teasing, teasing thee.
Fun-filled laughter bubbles up, joyously, we be.
Fluffy, fluffy cotton knobs, wrap next to 'bods
Tuck so right in a hug, keep tight in the warmth.
Playing hard to get in merry-go-round zest.
Rock and roll, it drew smiles; rise and fall release sighs...
Teaser! Teaser, tease her! blushing freedom pairs!
Giddy music gentle lapping sound like chorale.
Closer, we become, touches twinkling like stars
in catch one's breath pause, our eyes interlace, comes we!
Pleaser! Pleaser, please him round the clock so light!
Do cuddle him lovingly and sing her a song,
between some brushes, he shall blow hushes
as when night and day strums, allow yin and yang rhumb.
© J. A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo
Written November 17, 2014
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From my window, down the Glen I look
Amidst forested slopes, a stretch of water lies
Seeing it once can leave the viewer hooked
I now know why it's hard to bid goodbye
Wandering far, limpid blue loch says hello
It's sublime beauty seizes my leisure walk
Alongside whisky coloured grass that grows
Teeming trees, as the scene greets me in flock
Candy fluffy clouds, glide above her waters blue
Caressing cliffs, shading all for free
Bluebells scents satiates my sense so true
It's crystalline fluid beckons me to spree
Whether one is local, or a holiday tourist
The loch freezes the eye so one can't resist
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Written by, Olive Eloisa Giullermo & James Fraser
White steeds drew me closer
To my new home, sae very dear
The great stone castle came in view
The soldiers their brass horn blew
I stepped out all dressed in white
Ae bonnie princess of medium height
My dark eyes took the weaponry room
As I was led inside by my groom
He took me gently to the green chamber
Sae lovely, I still remember
The maids helped me settle down
Biding for the promised night in a shimmery gown
As evening advanced, my heart flutter’d
And nature spirits around me mutter’d
But alas the groom ne’er came
Black knights emerged in his name
Ae sword of silver touched my breast
Blood poured down over his vest
My lifeless body was dragged along
The stairs that were oh sae long
My soul watched in silent anguish
Ae vanishing dream that I wanted to cherish
They tried to wash away the bloodstains
Unaware, they would always remain
And today as I float amid these darkened halls
And sing my tunefu’ music thru the walls
Ae chilling breeze keeps me company
But my heart longs for a revenge on past villainy
Dedicated to my Highland friend, James Fraser
When creation opened her arms you were there,
From the beginning we two at the making of the tear,
The leaving of the womb, but I shall not decline the joy of birth,
I come to your celebration, light swaddled, seeding the earth
Sunrise blew out the candle of the stars, lit the sea gold
And turn the heart to bird wings in the cage of our soul
I know your are dancing to the same beat as I
The light dances too upon the canvas of your eye
And I dance, breaking the chains of space and time
And the earth sings on, piping your birth and love sublime.
Smoking Joe Fraser, no sting as a bee…
That knack resides with Mohammed Ali!
Though killer in Manila…
Very persistent fellow,
Smoked the rope a dope folly, by golly!
For: Limerick Contest
In honor of Linda-Marie, (S.H. Of P.S
A proud Highlander from Scotland, our friend James Fraser
His sensual renderings we’ve all come to treasure
In steamy writes, he awards beauties with flowers
But after reading his poetry, I need cold showers
*For John Freeman's "Giggle Poetry" Clerihew contest
Dear James,
You were my very first comment on poetry soup!
You made me at home, and feel part of the troop!
Thank you my friend, for all your support
There will always be you in a place in my thoughts!
Thank you my friend, I mean this so true
May all that you wish for, and dream will come true!!!!
Love
Simone
‘ Devonshire and Fraser … ’ 44th Senryu
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Kilt-Clad-Portrait, Scotland’s Theme
The Laird of Sweet-Dreams
Devonshire, The Dove
A Vision Of Light and Love
Highland, Speaks Well Of …
Together They Write
All Combinations Delight
Deep Thinkings, With Might
For: The Dynamic-Duo of Poetry Soup
James Fraser and Carolyn Devonshire – ( 2 Scoops)
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