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Ludwig ii
A Bavarian King with no bone bad
A Bavarian King introverted not mad
A king who lived life by night
A king who stayed out of sight
The Swan king was his given name
from Bavarian bloodstock he came Maximilians Death took away his youth
On throne pomp splendoured and couth
Peer pressure never kneel
Twas Opera Ludwig did feel
Richard Wagner was his one true love
Ludwig fitted Wagner hand in glove
A queen, A queen the Bavarians did wish
Lovestruck Elsa dry eyes diminish
Conformity died during Ludwigs reign
His sexuality showed no shame
Lake Starnberg scene of demise
Mystery death .Murder or boat capsize
The King ,The King long live the King
Life lived how he chose leaving no offspring
thank you
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Starling Murmuration
'Neath Nimbus Dark
Eerie sings
Nature's Acrobats
Million wings
Splendour reigns
Cascades crash
Aeriel Ballet
Swooping splash
Mesmerising movement
Semaphore Correlation
Phenomenon splendid
Starling Murmuration
thank you
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She walks in Beauty
Flaxen haired with smiling face
her stride alive with grace
Her eyes pierce the night
alight two doves in flight
Complexion fair with beauty startling
A light above descending
In beauty she walks
not once but twice
A heart to melt
The coldest of ice
thank you
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The Queens Bed
There's a certain symmetry in mis-shapes
A Correlation of zig zags
A pyramid of Mish mashery
Of Golden haberdashery
A prism geometry forgot
Disfunctional patterns
Of a Diamanté Zodiac
A Tessellating Mosaic
A crazy jigsaw of zany gems
Adorned the Queens four poster bed
A Crystalised Diadem
The perfect fit for her head
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Pompeii
Amid ashes pumice lay
Life in cinders Pompeii in disarray
Vesuvius plumed angry swell
Archeologists unearth deathly knell
Volcanic vomit ample spume
from sunlight golden to darkened gloom
Roman bathing in waters pure
Nimbus of fires blazing coiffure
In 79 AD it's eruption did occur
No time to flee , No time for prayer
For sure a wrong analogy of mine
but this 'Furnace' it froze in time
thank you
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Sweet Thing
A butterfly whispers a solitaire kiss
A cinnamon smile in perfect bliss
Honey drips on Marzipan lips
A smile , A dimple , A gentle wisp
Demerara adorns your sweet tongue
I'm so glad you've invited me along
Oh sweet thing
Be mine for evermore
Kiss my cheek and forever
Make my knees weak
thank you
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My Blood
Splendid soldier you
I'm merely your descendant
barely fit to footstep follow
I'm discipled , My kindred hero
Foreign soils desperately dank
Churchillian's major tactical outflank
Death by bulleted blight
Bastard German bight
Evil eradication in Holland's nether land
Liberation free , Guaranteed
Twas his life he gave
Home to a war hero's grave
Death knell to heroic soldier blue
And maybe I'm a tad bitter 'tis true
My Blood lost his life to a gameplan
After all what's a medal without the man
Martyn Grindrod
My tribute to my Grandad
William Fred Grindrod
20/12/1918 - 30/11/1944
Who would have been 100 years old today.
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Enchantment
Walking Summers dusky haze
I glimpsed her golden hair
Her femininity attracts my eye
Her graceful gait I espy
Barefooted she stands
Long white dress so pure
Fair Complexion healthy and kind
Her looks encapsulate my mind
Butterflies Fflutter by
In her beauty Enchantment reigns
Dragonflies dash to and fro
To bathe in her afterglow
Hitherto not the courage
to ask her hand
As she is the Sun the moon the stars
And I am merely the land
thank you
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You see me , I see you
You make me feel like Spring is due
My veins explode
My blood pours through
Waited all my life for a girl like you
Now we're together
Stuck like superglue
Your beautiful face
So fresh, So new
Your perfect dimples
So part of you
We just understand each other
Never no hullabaloo
Because dearest
You see me ,I see you
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Seraph ( sonnet )
Oh Seraph loving celestial being
Through clouds you tiptoed ,finger playing harp strings
Long and short stroking , affecting my heartstrings
Fine looking maiden with bejewelled eyes
Porcelain skinned , golden trusses i espied
(Alas you stole my heart with no thought shown
Ripping shred from shred torn as if your own )
Alive with grace she strode dignity in dance
My heart did pound as i await her advance
Feverish sweat I did perspire should she pass
I caught her eye she welcomed me at last
She slid beside loving with tender blithe
I write this sonnet for you my darling
Oh Seraph loving celestial being
thank you
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