This Luck A Poem

This luck 2016-02-14 By ralph geeplay Thought about it a sec and said no need hence —Yes no need to say good bye whence. The china preserved, the rock was solid! The present unwrapped, The package given. Like a candle it burns un-renounced, even with snow so now, it needs not be bagged, to be kept. Dear Love, like the daffodils freshly picked today I hear her rich scents screaming To these starved nostrils— rich colors, blinding. Thereabout, comes the wild night, merged in solitude, Bundled, as the blanketed moon…

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Game A Poem

GAME by ralph geeplay —ooo— we had no time to waste, because the bees had come The Buds are ripe of taste, the morning spring is fresh dew sprinkled, good mist… Mine Mine, burnt against flesh pressed against thee, the wait over, eternal, just when love was lost Like The hidden treasures buried beneath the sea beds— the cost sealed still, yet Gold All over, the steady deck, a blossom flower bed the rain, the rain, nectars Beating The heat, hectares Locked Lips, sunrise, bees!

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