Monday, December 4, 2017

for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 282 (G)

PANDORA POEM
You were my muse
but now no more,
I have the god Janus
to guard my door.

He looks both ways
to see you come,
he looks both ways
to see you're gone.

He sees the good
and bad in you,
and it's the bad
that rings most true.

Yes you were my muse
fallen from the sky,
you were the apple
of this poet's eye.

I gave you space
and too much rope,
you're Pandora's Box...
just free of hope.

Saturday, December 2, 2017

for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 282 (F)

A-VAMYRE-LORD-AND-LADY-VERSE
Gargoyles, mist
and mystery,
Gothic cathedrals,
dark poetry,
a lady vampire
she was to me.

A lady vampire,
a beast unchained.
A lady vampire
I caressed, I tamed.
Yet Lady Vampyre
find left me drained.

Gargoyles, mist
and mystery,
Gothic cathedrals,
dark poetry,
a lord vampire
she made of me.

UNCOVERED
So now you are sorry,
sorry you're caught, of course.
I see no real regret,
no sign of true remorse.
Found with fingers in the till,
caught with panties down.
You and I are over, discover,
wrong-sider in this town !

A BANQUET IN HER BOUDOIR
After you, my dear lady,
through the door to the feast.
Yes after you, my dear lady,
beauty before the beast.
After you, my dear lady,
I will walk behind
looking forward to the banquet...
my mouth on your mouth find !