do flies go to heaven

Posted on December 15, 2018 by

cockroach in heaven

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do flies go to heaven

I wonder if flies go to heaven
and is it the same one as ours
clearly butterflies must
to sprinkle magic dust
otherwise who pollinates all heaven’s flowers

I wonder if cockroaches go to heaven
do they scurry around at high speed
do they come out at night
to give people a fright
do they satisfy some celestial need

I wonder if frogs go to heaven
can they croak as loud as they like there
do a million tadpoles
achieve individual goals
or do they still get eaten by pike there

I wonder if rats go to heaven
are they still an affront to the eyes
do they scurry around
in whatever rubbish is found
or does everything sparkle in their paradise

I wonder if bigots go to heaven
and how happily they fill their days there
hating Blacks and Chinese
and folk who pray on their knees
thinking that they should not be in the same place there

I wonder if we all go to heaven
and if so then what is it worth
do we stay unfulfilled
until we reach this next world
the poet prefers to live his life while he is on earth

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when you left

Posted on December 8, 2018 by

daffodils and daisies by anelephantcant

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when you left

when you left you took the sunshine
you took the summer and the spring
you took the daffodils and daisies
you took the songs the songbirds sing

you took the autumn evenings
you took the moonlit night
you plucked the stars out of the sky
you extinguished all the light

you left behind the winter
the snow fall thick and fast
you blew the hailstones in my face
the leaden icy blast

you took the joy out of my life
you took the smooth left just the rough
you took everything I care about
the smile and the heart I love

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angels and mermaids

Posted on December 1, 2018 by

angels and mermaids by Carolina Sartor

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angels and mermaids

angels fly high and mermaids swim deep
neither murmurs a discordant sound
until the human truth betrays them
when they drift too close to the ground

when they drift too close to the ground
it is possible to tentatively find one
and carefully nurse her back to health
with the aid of a gently benign sun

with the aid of a gently benign sun
and love he restores her fully to life
but although she is everything he desires
he refuses to make her his wife

he refuses to make her his wife
he understands she will soon wither and weep
and so he sets her free because
angels fly high and mermaids swim deep

you cannot love
a butterfly
by pinning it to a wall

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raven flying

Posted on November 24, 2018 by

water flowing by anelephantcant

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raven flying

she is a gentle force of nature
like a west wind softly blowing
a scent of joy as light as air
raven flying water flowing

she has a beauty wild as heather
a heart as true as tall pine growing
when she blooms she makes my heart sing
raven flying water flowing

she is Venus shining brightly
the moon through gossamer showing
a heartbreak sunset o’er the Med
raven flying water flowing

she is fragrant as a butterfly
on gold mimosa glowing
a rose so sweet by any name
raven flying water flowing

she is all colours of the rainbow
to promise rainfall soon is slowing
each tiny drop reflects her soul
raven flying water flowing

she understands the universe
like Cassandra all things knowing
so all too soon she tires of me
water drying raven going

 

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words in ink

Posted on November 17, 2018 by

work of art by anelephantcant

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words in ink

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
I want to create a work of art as beautiful as your smile
And I want always to go back to the start

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
That see the world in your sweet forgiving way
That look at me with that gentle affectionate glow
And shine more brightly at the daft rhymes I say

I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
The heart that beats with a passion so pure
I want to add lyrics to sing to you in your dreams
To produce a lullaby that only my love can cure

I want to create a work of art as beautiful as your smile
That gloriously brightens each day of my life
A picture of magic of innocence of joy
That tells the world we are truly alive

And I want always to go back to the start
To the moment when my heart first tripped over you
I want to relive every second of every moment of time
So that I can spend forever with you

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
I want to create a great work of art as beautiful as your smile
And I want always to go back to the start

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not always

Posted on November 10, 2018 by

not always by anelephantcant

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not always

I promise you I will love you forever
you know I’m a man who means what he says
so I want to make something quite clear now
I promise you I will not love you always

from this moment until the end of my time
you are the only one I will hold in my heart
so when I say I won’t love you always
I mean I know we will spend time apart

I told you before I would look after you
and we have been to some wondrous strange places
I take care of you the best that I can
since that day when I bought those wondrous boot laces

the point that I am trying to make here
is that I have no desire to crowd you or your space
the butterfly and the mermaid can exist happily
as long as you have a smile on your beautiful face

I want you to be whoever you want to be
to go wherever your sweet heart wants to take you
free to be happy to love to create
knowing I am here and I will never forsake you

so this is the truth of the matter
I will love you but just not always
I will be here or there when you want me to be
and I will love you till the end of my days

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the last time

Posted on November 3, 2018 by

the last time by anelephantcant

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the last time

I remember when you held my hand
when you gripped it and never let go
your fingers intertwined in mine
telling me all that I needed to know

I remember when I kissed you
I remember the taste of your lips
how our bodies pressed together
and my hands caressed your hips
but I don’t remember the last time

I remember when you smiled at me
and the love light that shone from your eyes
offering everything you had to give
you promised the ultimate prize

I remember when you talked to me
when your words were sweetly seductive
when I believed every whisper in my ear
because doubt would be foolishly destructive
but I don’t remember the last time

in fact
I remember everything
except the last time

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