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‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree
Where - with a glance
My heart was stabbed
With pangs of jealousy
For it was - very plain to see
She was - by far - more beautiful than me
She spoke - with colored words - like rainbows
Spun with threads of gold
As she described the man she loved
With all her heart and soul
She told me - of his beauty
Raven hair and eyes of green
And as she talked - he appeared - before me
As in a - living dream
She told me - how she met him
On the Shore of Evermore
There in the fields - above the cliffs
Amid the mist - an ocean roar
She told me how - with their first kiss
He carried her away
As he poured his love - into her soul
There - so high above - that wind-swept bay
With Heaven - but a breath away
Her words - like magic - in that moment
Cast a spell on me
For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love
With Cannon Lee
I longed to feel his breath
His lips upon my velvet skin
I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts
That now burned - so deep within
So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave
And turned her back on me
I dug my thorns into her wrist
And sealed - my evil deed
My jealousy - now turned to poison
Ran quickly through her veins
And as she tried - to pry me loose
I clawed her - once again
"Tainted blood" - is what they say
Stole his love away
And that is how - I came to be here
On these cliffs today.
So tenderly - he holds me now
And finally kisses me
As his tears - fall on my open petals
And trickle - down my leaves
Then - from his lips - there comes a cry
Of such despair - it cracks the sky
“ My darling - my love - my life
Why did you have to die?”
And here so high - above these cliffs
These cliffs of ‘Evermore’
I hear her name - resounding - above the ocean roar
‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’
As he cast me - with a final kiss
Into the raging sea.
~~~
Author: Elaine George
August 29th, 2009
She is Poet Laureate,Honored ESTEEMED Among old , young on the SOUP
She is a Mother of Poetry, A MATRIARCH Looked up to POETIC WISDOM
Elaine George very special POETESS Poetry through her pen FLOWS
Poetess among POETESS REVERED POETESS through and THROUGH
Novice, Amateur, Professional EMULATES HER
We read, see hear feel her SENSITIVITY Magic of HER feathered QUILL
Her Poetic written knowledge SERENELY Flows through her Golden PEN
A Poetess so deserving of OBEISANCE Acknowledging her TEACHING
Suspense, Love, Intrigue FORMED For HER FELLOW POETS
Elaine George Writing Her POETRY HEARTFELT POEMS OF LOVE
Poems that touch Your Heart OFTEN Exhilarate the mind’s EMOTIONS
AWE wonder for the G O D She EXALTS HER GOLDEN PEN of FEELINGS
HER Comments , Endearing T H E POETRY World TALKS ABOUT
No posted Haikus to short ; to REAL I enjoy YOUR Rhymes of LIFE
Y O U
A Tribute to the LOVELY "LADY ELAINE GEORGE"
Written For Christie Moses' Contest
POETRY SOUP FRIEND TRIBUTES
ALWAYS CHECK YOUR TANK
Johnny Smiths gang had just robbed the town bank
With gang members scar face Mike, and old Hank
Their getaway car
Wasnt going far
Cos Hank forget to put gas in the tank...
SHIVER ME TIMBERS
An old pirate had woodworm in his leg
Wanted to go ashore for a new peg
As he walked down the gangway
His old withered stump gave way
He cursed as o'er the side went his rum keg...
THE GRADUATE
It was Elaine Robinsons wedding day
Poor Ben shouted through the window "no way"
Mrs Robinson just glared
All the congregation stared
As Elaine and Ben made their getaway...
CAN'T SIT
A window cleaner was cleaning the glass
Spied the owner in bed with a young lass
Asked could he join in the fun
Saw the owner get his gun
Now cant sit cos of buckshot in his a.s.s...
Written 1st September 2020.
What a lovely chat we had
The five of us together
We talked about this and that
Without mention of the weather
There were Fay and Chris, Elaine and Harold
And of course, there's me
Fay and I were already friends
We'd never met the other three
What a lovely chat we had
A charming reminisce
Of days gone by, simpler times
And old-fashioned things like this
We talked about how life has changed
From bygone days we'd known
And the sometimes sad and happy experience
Of living on our own
We chatted about computers
Optic fibres and the like
Cars and trains and aeroplanes
And remembered our first bike
What a lovely chat we had
Sitting in a ring
We talked about new skill we'd found
And that sort of thing
We discussed technology
And religion too
When the time was running out
We found we had similar points of view
There will always be change
Things don't ever stay the same
Only God is constant
And in his holy name
That we find security
In his loving care
He was and is and will be
Everlasting there
What a lovely chat we had
New friendships can be found
By the oldest means of communication
We have found a common ground
We
bound
down the stairs
and into the light of day
Into the blue
of the misty breezes
where the scent
of sea salt roses lay
and grow in perfusion
along the winding road
that lifts and dips
to the other side
of the Funday Bay
to cross the bridge
and rise again
to run away
over the distant hills-
Seagulls-
screech and glide
high above the ocean spray
that falls in a mist
on the rocks
of the lower banks
behind our house
where-
we run like the wind
through the fields
of fresh cut hay
as we make our way
to the rocky mantle -
There-
on that volcanic plateau
worn smooth as glass
by the rolling waves
we play-
In A pool made
when the centre
of the earth
erupted
millennia ago
There-
in that salty water
warmed by a blazing sun
with crabs
and periwinkles-
our ears filled
with the sound
of the ocean’s drum
as it leaves
with the tide below-
We drift away-
Two little kids-
King and Queen
for a day-
In our kingdom
By the Bay
Author: Elaine George
‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree
Where - with a glance
My heart was stabbed
With pangs of jealousy
For it was - very plain to see
She was - by far - more beautiful than me
She spoke - with colored words - like rainbows
Spun with threads of gold
As she described the man she loved
With all her heart and soul
She told me - of his beauty
Raven hair and eyes of green
And as she talked - he appeared - before me
As in a - living dream
She told me - how she met him
On the Shore of Evermore
There in the fields - above the cliffs
Amid the mist - an ocean roar
She told me how - with their first kiss
He carried her away
As he poured his love - into her soul
There - so high above - that wind-swept bay
With Heaven - but a breath away
Her words - like magic - in that moment
Cast a spell on me
For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love
With Cannon Lee
I longed to feel his breath
His lips upon my velvet skin
I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts
That now burned - so deep within
So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave
And turned her back on me
I dug my thorns into her wrist
And sealed - my evil deed
My jealousy - now turned to poison
Ran quickly through her veins
And as she tried - to pry me loose
I clawed her - once again
"Tainted blood" - is what they say
Stole his love away
And that is how - I came to be here
On these cliffs today.
So tenderly - he holds me now
And finally kisses me
As his tears - fall on my open petals
And trickle - down my leaves
Then - from his lips - there comes a cry
Of such despair - it cracks the sky
“ My darling - my love - my life
Why did you have to die?”
And here so high - above these cliffs
These cliffs of ‘Evermore’
I hear her name - resounding - above the ocean roar
‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’
As he cast me - with a final kiss
Into the raging sea.
~~~
Author: Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada
It was a cold winter day on the Fundy Bay when the wind and the Ocean Raged
You were a child with the sweetest smile who walked through a storm for a mile
Over the frozen sand as I held your hand, we made our way to the land
Up over the banks past the shipyard tanks and a pile of old wooden planks
Homeward bound as the snow fell down and wood shavings blew all around
I held your hand like a grown man the way that your Mother planned
Keeping you warm from the day I was born together we weathered the storm
I was made by a hand, with wool from a lamb, with love knitted in every strand
As soft as a kitten and Oh! So smitten, I...Just one of pair of mittens.
April 12, 2018
Author: Elaine Cecelia George
AGAIN…
I find myself drawn to you and ask myself, WHY?
WHY AM I SO OBSESSED WITH YOU?????
I search my soul, looking for an answer, but none comes.
There seems to be no rhyme or reason whatsoever for this COMPULSIVE behavior.
Yet! Knowing this doesn’t seem to stop me.
It would appear that I have no will of my own.
Could it be I am possessed?
Yes! I realize you have never given me reason to think you are interested in me,
Other than the fact you exist.
And when I look at you… you with that blank look on your face
Devoid of any emotion
IT TURNS ME ON!!!!
I am consumed with thoughts of RAVISHING you
And before I know it…
I have FORCED myself on you
Covered every inch of your body with my passion
Until…I am totally SPENT.
Afterwards…I feel no remorse for what I have done.
Left you lying there drenched in black sweat…the DNA of my soul
That will surely expose me for who I am….
A WRITER…
Who in a fit of passion…RAVISHED…an EMPTY PAGE
Author: Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada
Written: September 9, 2014
MY TERROR BEGAN MAY 2020 WHEN JAMAICAN JHORE JOHNSON BEGAN DATA BREACHES IN TAMPA GENERAL HOSPITAL SYSTEM HCA HOSPITAL SYSTEM MAGELLAN HEALTH CARE TRI CARE MEMORIAL HOSPITAL SYSTEMS ADVENT DOING HER PART FOR THIS FRAUD OPERATION HACKING INTO MEDICAL RECORDS DURING COVID ACCESSING PATIENTS RECORDS INSURANCE FRAUD TRADING SELLING AMERICANS MEDICAL INFORMATION IN ORDER TO DEFRAUD DISABLED VETERANS SENIORS HERE IN FLORIDA 2020 I SUFFERED SEVERE UNDERLYING HEALTH CONDITIONS HEART LUNGS STROKE INCLUDING COVID WHILE THESE JAMAICAN FEMALE IDENTITY FRAUD THIEVES DECIDED TO ACCESS OUR PERSONAL INFORMATION HACKING INTO SOCIAL SECURITY TRI CARE MEDICAID MEDICARE QUITE A CONSPIRACY BLESSINGS WATCHING THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CAPTURED JHORE ACCOMPLICE ELAINE ANGENE ESCOE ANNIE PALMER FROM JAMAICA TO HAWAII COMPLETE HARDSHIP FOR MY FAMILY AND THE MANY OTHER AMERICANS WHO FELL VICTIM TO THESE AMERICAN MOST WANTED JAMAICAN FRAUDSTERS SCAMMERS DEFRAUDING AMERICAS MOST VULNERABLE DISABLED VETERANS AND THEIR FAMILIES DISABLED SENIORS DISABLED AMERICANS TRULY SAD
GOD BLESS AMERICA
There was a lady that I once knew
She met her love she felt was true
He carved their initials into a tree
As she leaned closely on his knee
Trouble in paradise soon they learned
When her initials he wanted to burn
Her middle name he did not know
Until on the tree he wanted to show
Her initials spelled a body part you see
For her name was Linda Elaine Greene
When he burned it into the tree
He was concerned exactly what would be
When also carved his name into the tree
His name spelled a body also you see
For his name was Armond Raymond Moran
Now what was seen Leg Loves Arm so he ran
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