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Thursday, October 19, 2006

WITH OR WITHOUT, WOMEN ARE LIFE.....................................

Woman’s Grace An astute fellow, and of course all Ladies know, Like a signature or lingering aura, the signs are about, Walk into a room, or a home, Lady here or not, clear as day, A man’s home may his castle be, but without Lady Fair, cave it is, No matter how grand or humble, without a woman’s... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 18, 2006

WHAT GOES ON IN A SOLDIER'S HEAD...............................

PICTURE In his helmet, wrapped in plastic, rides upon his brow, A creased and tattered image of her resides near, Several times a day he takes the time to look at her, Time for himself, time for her, time for memories, Sitting in a trac, leaning against a tree, in a bunker, For he must be relatively... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

MISTY HILLS, HIDDEN VALLEY, or GEOGRAPHY, got to love it..................

MISTY HILLS, HIDDEN VALLEY As if in a dream, I look upon a landscape mysterious, The mists shroud the hill tops, and the valley hidden, A venue I have not played before today. Though upon similar stages have I danced over time, With some satisfaction, much disappointment, have I, Rain is falling,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 16, 2006

WORK, LOVE, AND PLAY, MAKE FOR A HAPPIER MAN...........

Work Work, an interesting concept, Without, a man has little, Sometimes with, he has little still, To fill the days and nights the goal, Work, hard, play harder, good times, Now work I have, rewarding, demanding, Who shall play with me, deep and long, What Lady of lace, shall grace my nights, A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 15, 2006

MANY ARE THE TRIALS OF A LADY MARVELOUS............

L ady of the Chair My Lady doth sleep in a chair, and dwells on the edge, Simple not is her life, chains of past imprison her, A lesser woman would evaporate to nothingness, Yet this Mother and Lover strives to arise and continue, Each day a garden to be planted and harvested to survive, Ends she... Sign in to see full entry.

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DECISION BY SHOPPPING, OR ROMANCE IN THE CHECK OUT LANE....

Bottle(s) of Wine A woman of a certain age, beautiful, yet anxious was she, Dilemma did face, while at shopping for the evening meal, First home dinner for him, the new presence in her life, Dating they had gone, along a path well traveled by her, Gentleman he seemed to be, without much baggage,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 14, 2006

IN MATTERS OF THE HEART, IT PAYS TO LISTEN.............

A Poem Fuzzled A Lady did once think perhaps words for her were words for many, Though she may think me extraordinary, and at times I am, At others I am but a poor befuzzled male grasping for a clue, A hint how to unlock love that may not be deserved, but needed, In the border wilds between the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 13, 2006

MOM IS THE ONE, OR MOTHERHOOD FROM A MALE POINT OF VIEW....

I a m a M om F rst. I am a Mom first and last, A lthough in the middle there is room, M any thoughts and deeds indeed, A fter hours of Motherhood, woman am I, M othering is an art, and much of my heart, O bviously though I have even more, M ore of feelings and emotions run rampant, F ind the key to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

MUSIC IS TO BE HEARD TOGETHER, CONCERT IN THE PARK, STARRY NIGHT....

Concert A concert in the park, Music under the stars, Sweet soft, or stirring notes, All a melody to the ear, Of course a delight to hear, Now upon your blanket, Sit I will, and share my wine, Let us dream of times other, Whether past or future, Here or there, all blank canvases, The music shall... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 23, 2006

FIRST THE BREAST, THEN THE NOSE, WHO KNOWS WHAT IS NEXT....................

My Hand My hand is yours to command, For work, play, or honor tis yours, It is a good hand, a strong hand, Not a gift or an offering, but a right, A right you have earned, hard won, Patience, understanding, love, and more, This has gained for you my hand, It can build a house, or earn daily bread,... Sign in to see full entry.

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This blog is meant to complement my general poetry blog "FARSAILOR'S VOYAGE" and will focuss on romance and the mildly erotic.... If you have time, please take a look at my other blogs: FARSAILOR'S VOYAGE * FARSAILOR'S WEATHER GAGE * FARSAILOR'S WRITING MISADVENTURES * MURDER BY DEATH, AND OTHER GOOD STUFF

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