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Scotspoet
Scotspoet
59/M/Weston-super-Mare Environmental Scientist, English bred, born in Scotland, hopeless romantic, love words. All poems copyrighted ©
I gave her my heart Whilst the leaves were green As if it were softly, silently In a dream But when I awoke No dream did I see I knew then that love Would not let me be
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Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 4:40 AM UTC
Spring Love
The Colour of love is The colour of your eyes The sound of love is The softness of your sighs The feel of love is Your hand on my face The time of love is With you in this place My love for you is both timeless and immense Given freely, with no need for recompense
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Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 4:39 AM UTC
The Colour of Love
Gael force set upon the waves Aboard five daring souls, To sail throughout the western isles On fair winds, their only goals But out to sea, just three days hence They would all be left in awe For waiting for Gael Force and the five Lay the tempests violent and steely maw From Mallaig did the five set out Both spirits and hopes were high “We’ll poke our nose oot” the skipper did cry “At least we will give it a try” The motor on and sails were down they headed out to sea Not knowing what lay just ahead, oblivious as can be Though sea's were rough and waves were high and spray washed over the five They motored on through growing swells not able to come about, through fear for their lives. The course was set, no turning back The five did engage in battle Though fear was seen in all their eyes their determination could not be rattled. The tempest had only just begun to test the daring five A squall it began to spew up, with winds as cold as knives "Starboard Bow" the second mate cried, and all looked right to see A dark grey broiling mass, a towering foaming wall of sea. The helmsman turned into the wave, as Gael Force climbed and climbed and crashing down the other side with a booming sound like thunder wishing and hoping that Gael Force's bow, would not completely go under. Squall upon squall lashed Gael force, with power and steal and fury Skipper shouted out below," Its blowing a ****** Hooley" Hour upon hour the tempest tried to drown the daring five Throwing squalls and hail and towering seas, The crew worked, just to stay alive. Ardnamurchan point did beckon, As towering seas grew higher "Another 5 degrees starboard" navigator called "this is how I reckon" bodies began to tire. A  lighthouse appeared  igniting hope as white horses rode the waves thunderously crashing over the bow to the sea Gael force was a slave Darkness began to fall with no release for the five rounding Ardnamurchan point they sailed for their souls they now did strive. Tossed to starboard and then to port the sailors were worn and battered surely the end was nigh they were all so ****** knackered! With bodies sore and whit's at an end the sea gave up its fight. Gael Force and its daring souls neared the end of their plight. Tobamory bound and surfing the swell the crewmates welcomed the night. The last rope was tied, Gael Force secure The crewmates went below. Hugs and hand shakes, cups of tea and stories told again of how Gael Force and its daring five braved the storm and lived to sail again. The Daring Five were: Robin Mackenzie  Skipper Peter                  First mate Brian Shon       Second Mate Mike McNaughton Crewmate, Helmsman Mark""""""""         Crewmate, Helmsman
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Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 12:37 PM UTC
The tale of Gael Force and the daring Five
Gael force set upon the waves Aboard five daring souls, To sail throughout the western isles On fair winds, their only goals But out to sea, just three days hence They would all be left in awe For waiting for Gael Force and the five Lay the tempests violent and steely maw From Mallaig did the five set out Both spirits and hopes were high “We’ll poke our nose oot” the skipper did cry “At least we will give it a try” The motor on and sails were down they headed out to sea Not knowing what lay just ahead, oblivious as can be Though sea's were rough and waves were high and spray washed over the five They motored on through growing swells not able to come about, through fear for their lives. The course was set, no turning back The five did engage in battle Though fear was seen in all their eyes their determination could not be rattled. The tempest had only just begun to test the daring five A squall it began to spew up, with winds as cold as knives "Starboard Bow" the second mate cried, and all looked right to see A dark grey broiling mass, a towering foaming wall of sea. The helmsman turned into the wave, as Gael Force climbed and climbed and crashing down the other side with a booming sound like thunder wishing and hoping that Gael Force's bow, would not completely go under. Squall upon squall lashed Gael force, with power and steal and fury Skipper shouted out below," Its blowing a ****** Hooley" Hour upon hour the tempest tried to drown the daring five Throwing squalls and hail and towering seas, The crew worked, just to stay alive. Ardnamurchan point did beckon, As towering seas grew higher "Another 5 degrees starboard" navigator called "this is how I reckon" bodies began to tire. A  lighthouse appeared  igniting hope as white horses rode the waves thunderously crashing over the bow to the sea Gael force was a slave Darkness began to fall with no release for the five rounding Ardnamurchan point they sailed for their souls they now did strive. Tossed to starboard and then to port the sailors were worn and battered surely the end was nigh they were all so ****** knackered! With bodies sore and whit's at an end the sea gave up its fight. Gael Force and its daring souls neared the end of their plight. Tobamory bound and surfing the swell the crewmates welcomed the night. The last rope was tied, Gael Force secure The crewmates went below. Hugs and hand shakes, cups of tea and stories told again of how Gael Force and its daring five braved the storm and lived to sail again. The Daring Five were: Robin Mackenzie  Skipper Peter                  First mate Brian Shon       Second Mate Mike McNaughton Crewmate, Helmsman Mark""""""""         Crewmate, Helmsman
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Her softness comes slipping into my thoughts like silk over her skin Seducing defences with rapture so that I can do naught but give in Then trembling in my arms she lays With every touch and caress my heart pays Her eyes full of fire gaze piercing my soul, my innermost passions raised Her quickening breath on my face her musk intensifying my heart begins to race Lost in her beauty I will remain Forsaking all the world around me.
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Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 12:23 PM UTC
Words on thinking of Cathy and our first embrace
The pain you must feel can wounds ever heal the shame that is mine the shortness of time The love I expressed overcome by regret the sadness you showed overcome me so No way could I find No words of love, or kind could stop you drifting away So I took myself away
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 4:01 PM UTC
The Breaking
Oh golden hues of soft sunlight you bathe the world and cast away night Warming earth and bark, and leaf stealing cold liken to a thief Would it be that my life could be spent in this moment
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 3:45 PM UTC
Golden Hues
I dared to dream the dream of you of clarity of mind as clear as dew You filled my mind a beauty sublime I dared again that you would be mine
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 3:36 PM UTC
I Dared to Dream
I met her in a time of pain My life would never be the same I struggled to find the words to say You took my hand and came with me anyway
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 3:26 PM UTC
Words on thinking of our first days
I have laid in the tall grass and let the sweet smell of its lush green blades, fill my lungs and head, until giddy, and light headed. I lay back and become enveloped in and ecstasy of heady tranquilly. My fingers traced the stems sensually liken to a lovers fingers over silken skin Papus are freed and fill the air drifting on the breeze carrying my dreams and wished to my love
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 3:11 PM UTC
The Tall Grass
The sun and stars in the heavens stand only as a reminder of the depth of my love for you, my sweet Cathy. But their luminescence is but pale in consideration of the brightness of my love and the beauty that you possess. Though great is the effort of the constellations at the dawning of the night To eclipse thy beauty and my love, My love for you and thy beauty only grows stronger and shines brighter, that the stars must shine for all eternity in effort to match. You are my Sun and Stars Cathy
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 3:00 PM UTC
Sun and Stars