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Espinela

Espinela

Clap the clastanettes, clipity clop
Past the music, sharing the tune
October Autumn, leaves so soon
It is my past, clipity clop

Chatter, the clastanettes clop
As my thoughts, fly through sky to ground
Love of music, it is a sound
The charm of childhood, rhymes with heart
Leaves of brown, the hurricane starts
The Winter Dream finds our town

©2009 Josie Lawson
All Rights Reserved


This Time

It's often prayed 'this time, this time'
I have found the one, my soul mate
He spoke marriage on our first date
Is he just handing me a line

He says he loves me, please be mine
It is said oh so sincerely
With practise 'love words' sound truly
Is he being frank and earnest
I need this man to be honest
Will he throw me away, this time

(c) Maggie Crouch


Caught in Flamenco

She danced around the olive trees
In hot and fiery Spanish mood
Dark, fluid, seductively lewd
For man, strumming guitar on knee.

Beyond the town where no-one sees
Without distraction to encroach
Her drive for dance beyond reproach
Her yearning for him as intense
For nothing else could recompense
Raven haired beauty; that he'd woke.

(c) Jan Hedger


The First Time

Four booted feet kick autumn leaves
Two hands tucked into each other
Sun breaks through unbroken cover
Alighting lovers, thick as thieves.

Around her waist, his arm he weaves
His kiss as hot as summer fire
Her passion eager and entire
He pulled her to the cushioned floor
His body craving so much more
As two they loved and crossed the wire.

(c) Jan Hedger


Living Well

To use the talents that I've got
And share the gift of words I love
Live abundantly, there's enough
Throw myself in the melting pot

Always try to give my best shot
Remember that I'm Heaven sent
To give people encouragement
My mission is to help, not harm
Transforming anger into calm
My energy must be well-spent

(c) Ashley Jordan


Soul Mate

When we first talked, it was so sweet
We shared the stories of our past
Our thoughts and feelings were unmasked
It was our destiny to meet

Each conversation was a treat
As broad and deep as the ocean
Set the wheels of love in motion
A blend of wisdom, wit and charm
Was to my stubborn heart a balm
To my mind a healing potion

(c) Ashley Jordan


Job Hunt

Applied online but they did cheat
Processed fast, I soon came last
If I had lied I would have passed
An application in defeat

My inflamed, indignant heat
Toyed with very angry notion
To set bad language in motion
Felt as if I had been harmed
Was not feeling as if charmed
Shaking with venomous emotion

Antony May


Espinela

I am so octosyllabic
My friends, these are no silly balls
But brilliant words, well chosen all
Rhyming cleverly, that's the trick

Have you noticed the constant tick?
Like each line is like the last one
So, can you see what must be done?
Be original, yet the same
Yeah, that's the way to play this game!
Go with the flow and have some fun.

(c) Robert Brandon