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Beauty Comes From Within

Does upon this kingdom of wiseacres tribes
“Realize”
that bona fide beauty is adept its component of flesh
it is but beauty alone that occupies radiance
for itself only shall emit distinction
to play lark accurately from within
beauty is no less successor of serenity
as it to is flexibility of all sin
the mere flesh a skeleton shall bare
is to be inspired solely from the root,  emotions master 
of which the skeleton so rightly encloses
of the uttermost protected, vulnerability from human hand
the bearer of our fears
the ruler of our breath
its gentility creates sight into naivety
bequeathing each drawn day a reason for life
as is not to alls insight futuristically 
the exposed flesh may only breed conceit
of all superficial peepers
where else a glowing aura shall outshine when content
it may nor can survive justification
simply as an optical illusion
beauty is aglow burning within each individual
natural beauty is the efflorescence of interpretation 
Bona fide beauty may be felt
It is the diagram profoundly sketched
Within humanities heart!

JD

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Witches

I was walking down at Green-bank park
Rather frightened as it was dark
There I fell into this ditch
And came across the most gruesome witch
At first she scared me half to death
As she sat there to my left
Her nose more pointed than I had seen
Face covered with moles and eyes so green
Her jacket was torn her hair was a mess
And holes were ladders to the hem of her dress
Before I could catch my breath with time
She began to sing some words of rhyme

Rickety .. Rackety I am a friendly witch
Be my friend and I shall grant you a wish
Just don’t you listen to all they say
Look here us witches are happy and gay
Look here us witches are happy and gay.

Then she told me a story of a witches life
Condemned bad and gone was her right
Burnt at the stake long in the past
But no evil spell did she ever cast
Just helped the people of the wood
For it was not them that misunderstood
It be the greedy ones of her time
Then took the medicine and called it mine
Then took the medicine and called it mine

So the tale they tell of Halloween
Is far from the truth, from what I had seen
Just look little girl as you will see
I may be ugly but evil not me
The cats we kept took care of the mice
And the hats we wore kept our ears from ice
We cleaned our homes with shrub broom
As rosemary and lavender fragrance our room
As rosemary and lavender fragrance our room

Do tell do tell of our nurses today
Witches the same in their own kind of way
Potions and tonics from the herbs of old
Combine the mixture of modern parocetemol 
These wise and gentle ladies of our past
Only took upon one the doctors task
So little ‘O’ bright girl, now do tell me your view
Of withes and nurses do tell who’s who
Of witches and nurses do tell who’s who


Oh sweet lady for judging it is I whom feel the fool
But your memory is of evilness of that you were so cruel
In a sense, innocent I now know you to be
So I shall not run, I shall not turn and flee
The wish of that I ask, to be that of your friend
Now I truly understand this message that you send
No more shall I be afraid or listen to their say
Of all you witches now I know to be so happy and gay
Of all you witches now I know to be so happy and gay

Rickety….Rackety I’m just a friendly so said witch
I possess no magic to grant you a wish
I only cared and took the sick in hand
Using the remedies produced by our land
Using the remedies produced by our                                                                      
land……………………

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The Surety of Love

Would you march in haste 

A mountains tapering side

Or defy the abyss of an oceans

Infuriated tide,

And to exist for I only

When affairs volunteer so rough

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE…………………

 

Would you high jack in turbulence

An airborne fast jet plane

Or scamper the crest of an express

Propelling midnight train,

And to become enhancer of voice for I

When speech is in vain so tough

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE…………………

 

Would you bolt fearless through the wilderness

Upon a virgin stallion horse

Or challenge the heart of hurricane 

Entrust with strides of force,

And partake within my tragedies

When my sights are set above

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE………………….

 

Would you voyage yonder with projection

Horizontal to the moon

Or pursue the clouds in governed cover

Of a hot air charged balloon,

And foresee to be unconscious 

Of my weakness

When my brain is full of fluff

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE……………….

 

Would you embark upon the darkness

Within the jaws of a lions lair

Or deputise for I the showdown

With a black as thunder bear,

And shield I with protection

From showers of human stuff

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE…………………

 

Would you advance in gravity

With endurance of flames upon your feet

Or scramble the soils of meadows

Laden of towering seasoned wheat,

And to steer I honest and wisely

Retained buttoned within your cuff

Then I’d believe it’s true to state

That this is surely LOVE…………………

 

Would it be solely for I alone

That averse to the world you stand

To transform my blind spot of naivety

And harbour I from total man,

But foremost of all, to be my friend

As that to I is proof enough

Then I shall believe it is correct to state

That, that is obviously the surety of LOVE........

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Eating Humans!

The mouse ate the mouse
The cat ate the cat
The dog ate the dog
And the rat ate the rat

The lizard ate the lizard
The tiger at the tiger
The snake ate the snake
And the spider at the spider

So look out in this life
As its only one on one
Just as all the others
Its human eats human!

JD

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Passion Fruit Forest

Passion fruit forest
A passage to the promised land
Holding eternal seasons of blossoms
Allow I to gently steer you
By the hand

Passion fruit forest
Of laughing, love and life
I’ll lead you to the promised land
Made just for you and I

Don’t glance back on sadness
Old fruit must fall
Looking with experience one may be reborn
Focus now on the budding fruits
Be elated for the arrival of the dawn

Passion fruit forest
Of laughing, love and life
I’ll lead you to the promised land
Mad just for you and I


Surrounded only of love and care
Together to be reborn
In eagerness of the new springs
Elated at the arrival of the dawn

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The World United!

The young descendants of this globe
A different language may they speak
But for gain of communication 
only actions need thee seek

While smiling, to laugh or to cry
A tongue shall remain the same
A deep bass hum for the car
One to six upon a dice
With which to play their game
Throughout growth guardians
Install ammunition into small heads
Shouting a “bloody foreigner”
Holiday competition with the Germans
Whom still not your bed!

So If permitted to rise
Without a commentator
A war could be a past
Acceptance of combination
The entire world as one
A single flag always to be flown
              At Full mast!………………………

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Battle of the Poets

If Simply…..
All mortals could really sight
The greener immaturity of grass
Not just mere toil to feet
Of such as to graze concrete
To stand and examine
Instead of unswerving past
Or conscience of view
To an open setting so blue
Therefore it be my belief 
As to when us poets do meet
That surely we’ve some work to do!

If Simply…..
All mortals could take pace
That is tardiness to time
Not instantly seize upon a seat
Admit surrender to defeat
Maybe to listen without speech
No talk just mime
Or acknowledge thoughts to score through
To where no man has flew
Therefore it be my belief
As to when us poets do meet
That surely we’ve some work to do!

If Simply…..
All mortals could give riddance
To the bustle of frustration
Not to create necessitate to compete
Then latent in dotage touch grief
So I inscribe to you all
My poetically skilled fellow man
Lets show to forget of when why and who
Lets set emotions past and pastures set new
Therefore it be my belief
As to when us poets do meet
That surely “together” we’ve some work to do!

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The Family Submarine

“Yes” here we go
Dangling to and fro
In the midst of a sinking submarine
Taken is our right
A future of constant fight
Still we all pull together as a team
In the midst of a sinking submarine
Forth and back
Bobbing so slack
As if awake in the centre of a dream
The seas full lashing
Awaiting of the crashing
So we all pull together as a team
In the midst of a sinking submarine
As air becomes less
On each other we must rest
And all pull together as a team
In the midst of a family submarine!

JD

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Salvation

Are you my dream of salvation, as long as my memory
For you I have searched within the skies above
Please forgive my sole of all past portrayal
For there is as such as a wonderful future
Free of struggle I have fallen deeply within your love
With the sun in our hands I have captured
An eager desire of only you dancing throughout minds eye
As this is for I, together, so openly written
Blinding my eyes with the truest of love
Holding knowledge that again I shall never find
I feast in aura, gaining strength with your passing presence 
Firing my spirit in body that had lain dormant within
As you gently guide I toward a city
Once thought so far and yet to be travelled, 
love I had never, only dreamt when seen
A place for the dove to fly and all to eternally sing
I have ended my chase of all rainbows
I serve you with deserved devotion
As I have found within you my ever searched for everything………

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Weekly Shop!

On Monday…..

I grilled a grizzly groaning garoar
Which I’d encountered glued to the floor
So I’d taken it home
So I wasn’t alone
But now the poor thing is no more!

On Tuesday…..

I baked a bold bellied bereat
Which I’d encountered squashed on a seat
I did try to lend 
And make him my friend
But of course in the end I had to eat!

On Wednesday…..

I fried a ferocious furry feremendoo
Which I’d encountered swimming round me loo
This chap made me smile
But for only a while
Then I found him so difficult to chew!

On Thursday…..

I poached a prickly patterned paragoof
Which I’d encountered perched on me roof
His feet were all funny
His breath smelt of honey
I’m sure that’s why he’s still stuck in me tooth!

On Friday…..

I roasted a rude rolling rackee
Which I’d encountered whilst fishing at sea
It’s skin was all hard
I needn’t much lard
And he still turned out lovely and crispy!


On Saturday…..

I woked a wiggly walking winnibower
Which I’d encountered wondering just past noon hour
He was covered in fleas
Jabbering Chinese
And by far the best companion of sweet and sour!

On Sunday…..

I steamed a silent stiggle sparan
Which I’d encountered stuck fast to me gran
I know at this rate
I wont gain a mate
But for sure I’ll always have a full pan!

JD