Hi again, Peter, poet companion.
Gosh 33 years a poet. I cannot cope with that, so a big thanks for leting me throw a line or two. Ha, you are very funny. You my dear sir have added very valuable lines to out creation... Please do not under estimate your input.
Our Catch.
[size="2"]By MaggieMoo & PeterJ
Melbourne Chat in House Poets
So folks it was a cold and wet afternoon
The sea was rough and the line rattled in the wind
By now the hour was late,
The sun was already behind, brewing clouds
And set to disappear completely.
We smile at each other
as we sit quietly, listening to waves
splashing against the jetty
Neither seemed to care that our catch was meager
Now with the last glimpse of sunlight, almost gone,
Mary looks over at her trusty companion and giggles.
"Looks like the fish are on vacation."
Richard, was not really listening
But was mesmerised by just how beautiful his companion looked
in this stunning half light
It was a feeling and a view he had not seen
She gazed at his knowing face
They had been companions for years but now
A new feeling sparked between them.
His glossy blue eyes gazed upon her
Mary was thinking that at last he has seen
What she has longed for
A four hour fishing trip and not a fish to count for
was no match for the chemistry they possessed
Oh Peter, when shall we end this poem and how will it end... Will you end it for me? Otherwise I shall go on forever. Hee hee.
<img src='http://www.melbournechat.org/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/Talking Ear Off.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':Talking:' />
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Gosh 33 years a poet. I cannot cope with that, so a big thanks for leting me throw a line or two. Ha, you are very funny. You my dear sir have added very valuable lines to out creation... Please do not under estimate your input.
Our Catch.
[size="2"]By MaggieMoo & PeterJ
Melbourne Chat in House Poets
So folks it was a cold and wet afternoon
The sea was rough and the line rattled in the wind
By now the hour was late,
The sun was already behind, brewing clouds
And set to disappear completely.
We smile at each other
as we sit quietly, listening to waves
splashing against the jetty
Neither seemed to care that our catch was meager
Now with the last glimpse of sunlight, almost gone,
Mary looks over at her trusty companion and giggles.
"Looks like the fish are on vacation."
Richard, was not really listening
But was mesmerised by just how beautiful his companion looked
in this stunning half light
It was a feeling and a view he had not seen
She gazed at his knowing face
They had been companions for years but now
A new feeling sparked between them.
His glossy blue eyes gazed upon her
Mary was thinking that at last he has seen
What she has longed for
A four hour fishing trip and not a fish to count for
was no match for the chemistry they possessed
Oh Peter, when shall we end this poem and how will it end... Will you end it for me? Otherwise I shall go on forever. Hee hee.
<img src='http://www.melbournechat.org/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/Talking Ear Off.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':Talking:' />
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"He who has not experienced, need not judge" One of my own. 