Guzzi Poems - Poems about Guzzi

Moto Guzzi outside the Tate Oh glistening awesome motor stallion your dovetailed bars, the windscreen’s sheen you are indeed a work of art each time I mount your leather saddle your growling maelstrom comes to meet your parody of love and travel lest not to trust the judge’s gavel thus speed the seed the heavens open red as lust and sunshine clear shine the...

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D awn breaks the skyline E nding the slumber we had B ending to your will B alancing good with bad I deology forsook us E arning no merits between G oing that extra mile U nforeseen Z ones we never dare to touch Z oomed past reality and such I lost every...

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Early this Morning, I was sleeping in my bed. I heard a noise outside my window. I got out of bed half asleep, I walked to the window and looked outside. I saw a lot of little birds flying and carrying on. They soon seperated in bunches - as if they were having a meeting. Then they grouped all...

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Happy birthday Deb on this the finest of days a message I bring... of those who have more birthdays the longer it is found; live! © Harry J Horsman 2012...

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Great mentor, of my virtual paradise Half muse, half woman Yet between the spirit and the flesh Still of all compassion full Do you still come to read and stretch your time In full ease with discomforts woven for my bed? And would tell me still Your love within a prayer I may clasp While words churn me like a sugar mill? I read...

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Thank you dear / Debbie for / pointing out / my mistakes! Now I can / see where I’ve / been getting / out of step. “Statuesque” / was one of / my early / efforts and Then I had / not learned the / rhythms of /poetry. If I were / Writing it / now I’d be...

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My mind like a hand turned up before the eye Palm bare, empty as a desert air Found no words, for every fresh brook was dry And I was left brimmed with care But then I read a love note to man in absence Where the flowers bloom wild And felt a sprout quicken on a dew of evidence So with the...

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I have a box with forgotten words And punctuation seldom used In this box are synonyms And grammar I’ve abused There are commas there and colons too Apostrophes spilling out the top But the one thing there that I’ve got most Are unused periods to make a sentence stop I have one friend this bugs the most Says no periods make my poems fuzzy So...

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One Day of Knowing Adam, my Adam, please come stroll with me. Let us take another walk to the sea. Come, my husband, the man of my dreams, We can live forever with no blasphemes! You named all the animals as God asked. Eons flew past; you continued the task. Never “alone” working with no adieu. God’s right hand man; I am so...

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Sometimes all it takes is an ideal. Something in my mind spins the wheel. Then words on paper wait for more words. Speaking with my mouth more words to be heard. Are they rhyming? Are they absurd? I bow my head and to God I pray. "What would you have me to say?" I think of the humble, those who have not. I think of the government, that...

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Do i know a poet called Suzi No, but i know a Deborah Guzzi Her poems are great, well worth the wait All poetry she reads, she's not choosy The Limerick Game..Carrie Richards has been tagged!!! http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour.php...

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He's running out of Colour. *eternity eternal mind over matter *He forms combative images of daffodils and lilac hedges The Grey Seeps From his Eyes. ...

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No rolling stone gathering moss, or playing records only the halo of your light i with needle gaze fuming to penetrate without a merlin stone. I want to hear to know like a child in school or boy's first throbbing from a dance more than surrounding thoughts the who you are. And yet like the Knight before his head came off in dungeon for gallant men i stand before the...

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