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Love Is Whispered, Never Sold
Love Is Whispered, Never Sold Love is whispered, never sold. Never bought with hands of gold. It lives in truth, not grand display. Yet slips through careless hands away.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
A Black and White Film in a Coloured Camera
A Black and White Film in a Coloured Camera He carried a camera full of colour, Red and yellow, green and blue, Every picture bright and vivid, Every frame a different view.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Photography Was His Life
Photography Was His Life Photography was his life, Through every lens he saw the light, He carried cameras everywhere, Searching for a moment floating there.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Champagne and Chips
Champagne and Chips Champagne bubbles filled the glass, While bags of chips were on the table as we passed, It wasn’t fancy, it wasn’t grand, But somehow it was just what we had planned.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
My Name Haiku
My Name Haiku Marie my name was inspired by Elvis and his child Lisa ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ That is true as well. My mum loved him, and he introduced his new Child Lisa Marie to the world. My mam loved the name Marie. So when she had children I was the one that got the name, but my sister born way before me was named Dorothy lol thing is I like my name so Thanks Mam ♥️
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Singing My Heart Out To You ♥️
Singing My Heart Out To You I stood beneath the evening sky, With all the words I couldn’t say, So I began to sing them out, And let my heart find its own way.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Beacon Beyond the Veil
The Beacon Beyond the Veil His third eye burns with silent light. A beacon through the drifting mist. He watches every soul pass by. Yet few believe he does exist.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Sad Songs, Lonely People
Sad Songs, Lonely People Sad songs find the lonely people, They slip beneath a bedroom door, They carry words we never spoke, And leave us wanting something more.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Woman Who Kissed The Moon
The Woman Who Fed The Moon She told the story to join the gossip, But forgot the moon was listening, She dressed the truth in borrowed clothes, Then watched the rumours glistening.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Kaleidoscope
Link to the original poem: Description: Kaleidoscope of stars in space It started as a child. A cousin with a tube of plastic, a beam of light (a trick, I thought). After a while, you forget those astral bodies: stars, comets, meteors, suns too far to believe, quasars, constellations, certain strange gravities. All from that first look (I wonder if I stare now to step away from this dull space: home, table, notes in a book). That child stared up from below, and the world grew in a distant place. * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work. You can find more poems, stories, and articles by Kendall Defoe on my Vocal profile. I complain, argue, provoke and create...just like everybody else. Give it a look...
By Kendall Defoe 2 months ago in Poets
Golden Years Of No Pretence
Golden Years Of No Pretence We used to say exactly what we thought, We never cared about what others thought, We laughed when something wasn’t right, And stayed up talking half the night.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Old Tree
The Old Tree There stood an old tree in the middle of town, With branches that reached and roots deep down, Children would climb it and play underneath, While lovers carved names in the old weathered tree.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets