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SweetCindy Jul 2012
Man                                           Woman
He Smiles Curiously                        She Blushes Coyly
He Approaches      Asks her name      She shares it     Asks the Same
Mr Right                              Love at First Sight                    Her Smile is a Delight
"Meet for Drinks?"                            hmmmmmm                      ­        "Pick me up at 8?"
He knocks - 1 rose.                                vase, water                        Her perfume - sweeter.
Politely, opens car door for her                                The night keeps getting better
At the restaurant                                                      S­he sips her red wine
Conversation so easy                    She feels she's known him forever
"Would you like to dance?                "I don't dance very well."
"Indulge me, just want u in my arms."    ~Just a smile~
One hand at her waist, one on her back.
They become one, all others disappear.
Peering into each other's eyes.
No words are needed.
Their bodies
say
it.


© 2012
(TO be read aloud and heard in that strange deep voice that you hear when you talk to yourself

the one that sounds like it comes from inside your head
between your ears, when you can feel the vibration)

.....

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the true stream of Consciousness is no riverrun past eve and adam
Livingdeadgirl  Jan 2015
Hmmmmmm
Livingdeadgirl Jan 2015
Well, had to go through my stuff
I find I own more guys stuff than my brother :/
About half my shirts are in men's
3/4 of my shoes are men's
1/4 of my jeans are men's
All my body products are men's axe I love the smell of axe :)
Every Barbie I've ever had is headless I really don't like barbies
And I really don't own much girly gunk My moms a tomboy, and so raised me as such (doesn't hurt my cousins taught me how to fight)
And from my moms side of the family, there is very few females....... So, no real girly female influence their
Heck, my cousins taught me how to fight while in a dress and heels, it was fun wrestling them....... :) Hahahahaha!
I always end up going somewhere, you just gotta follow along for the ride. :)
Mike Hauser Mar 2013
I'm normally not one to brag
But I had one of my poems set to music
By a MAJOR INTERNATIONAL ROCK STAR BAND!
Known the world over...
I'm also not one to drop names
But if I did, which I wont, but if I did
I'm sure that U2 would easily recognize the name
Well anyway I'm so proud of it I wanted to Hum you a few Lines

Hmmmm  Hmmmmmm Hmmmm
Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm
Hmmmmm Hmmmmm
Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm Hm
Hmmmm Hmmmmmm Hmmmm

That's just the chorus...
But you can clearly see why it is I'm so proud!
Thanks!
Raj Arumugam Dec 2011
1
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...

he-body is in bed
and see, beside is she-body
and both owners are fast asleep
but bodies speak even in sleep
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.


2
one turns in sleep
click! the neck says
ssssuuu!
a big toe scratches the mattress

silence

hmmm...mmmm...hmmmm...
that’s the in-breath, out-breath
as the bodies communicate


growl! it’s an empty tummy
and tchk! says the tongue
as it feels thirsty;
swwwwwirl!
says the blanket
as she-body pulls more of it



3

zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...


rrrr....rrrrr.....rrrrrr...
that’s he-body snoring
rrrr...rrrr....rrrr...rrrrrrrr...
yes, he snores like a saw


ttttttttttt! yes, she-body kicks

bp!bp!bp!bp!
he-body ***** his thumb


zap!
a noise travels
from lung to gut
hmmmm....hmmmmmm....hmmmm...
there is heavy-breathing
the nose is blocked


4
zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s alseep...
and bodies talk....listen


prrrrtttt!
yes, that’s he-body
everybody knows this rude sound
Plattt!
yes, that’s she-body
with an instinctive kick
Baam!
that’s he-body
as it hits the floor


rrrrrr......rrrrrr....rrrrrr.....rrrrrr....
prrrrrrrrrrr­rrrrtttttt!

that’s he-body again, I’m afraid,
blissfully unaware
and asleep like a baby on the floor


Hmmmmm.....
that’s she-body dreaming of Prince Charming
who never showed up


zzzzz.....zzzzz...shhh.....zzzzz.
shhh....be quiet!.....zzzzz....
it’s the quiet of night
and everyone’s asleep...
so be quiet....zzzzzzzzzzz...
Donall Dempsey Apr 2016
EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!

Darling daughter
refusing to eat

so, I: sea
shanty her.

"Oh what do ya think we'll have for supper?"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Oh maybe we'll have alligator!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Oh but I couldn't eat a whole alligator!"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Well...eat only half and keep half for later!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Eat alligator before he eats you!"

My little sailor suited girl
opens her mouth to laugh

and in pops
Mr. Spoon.

Hmmmmmm.....yum yum.

Soon alligator becomes
her word

for any eatables
whether it be ice cream or scone.

Now she sings
heartily to self

my three year old salty sea dog

'EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!"
Tilly's stammer vanished when she sang so I sang to her and got her to sing back to me...the call and response of the sea shanty was an excellent device to utilise. So I would sing to her: "PASS THE BUTTER TILLY...DON'T PET THE BUTTER SILLY!"

The stammer would also be no more if she mimicked voices so we often stepped into the borrowing of W.C. Fields' voice. She would also "N" words so that "porridge! would become "Norrige!"  She would also leave the first letter of the word off so that "dog" would become an "OG!" However she would also make up her own words like a little Adam so that a 'cat" was always an. . .  
"ANA BOOBOO!"  She would also slur a sentence into its component sounds and tones and inflections ending in one clear word at the end as in "Wouldyoulikeanicecupof...TEA!"  Such are the learning curves when one engages with the delights of the language.

Sung to the tune of BLOW BOYS BLOW!

"O Congo she's a mighty river,
( blow boys blow )
Where fever makes the white man shiver.
Blow my bully boys blow!"
Donall Dempsey Feb 2018
WHAT THE MIRROR THINKS

The mirror sees them
arguing, but:

says...nothing.

It, observes them as so
much human furniture

that, most of the time
are nowhere

to be seen.

"Here 'n' gones' " the mirror
thinks of them.

The mirror reflects
a tiny breeze

unseen in itself that
dances with the white

net curtains
stained with sunlight.

The shadows creep
into corners

waiting for
evening.

The mirror shows
an aspidistra

that always dominates
the tiny room.

it even refers to
the tattered Penguin

Orwell

fallen to the floor
still...unread.

The carpet the mirror sees
is genuine

Persian, but:
it has seen better days

faded with sunlight.

There is a small hand mirror
on an antique wash basin

that still holds
the woman's scowl

for a few moments, but:
now. . .doesn't.

Mirror looks at
mirror.

But, again:
says....nothing.

There is - nothing
: to say.

The humans have gone
taken themselves out of

the picture
so to speak.

But, their anger
still hovers in the air.

The curtains
are still

...dancing.

"Hmmmmmm..?"
thinks the mirror

"...Hmmmmmm!"
Donall Dempsey Apr 2019
EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!

Darling daughter
refusing to eat

so, I: sea
shanty her.

"Oh what do ya think we'll have for supper?"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Oh maybe we'll have alligator!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Oh but I couldn't eat a whole alligator!"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Well...eat only half and keep half for later!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Eat-alligator-before-alligator-eats-you!"

My little sailor suited girl
opens her mouth to laugh

and in pops
Mr. Spoon.

Hmmmmmm.....yum yum.

Soon alligator becomes
her word

for any eatables
whether it be ice cream or scone.

Now she sings
heartily to self

my three year old salty sea dog

'EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!"
Opemipo Feb 2014
Sometimes, I don't know what is the problem of my so called colleagues... There are so many issues worth tackling in the movie industry where as a movie maker u invest so much finance, time and energy and get back very little or nothing... Yet, what concerns our youths is celebrations, parties, function attendance and all... The so called movie ambassadors came up at the period of political campaign... Will this gathering still stand after they are bn used for political campaigns... That's a question that I'm sure can't b answered... D crazy aspect, s dt every name now goes first with Ambassador lagbaja or Ambassador tamedu... So crazy.... Rebranding starts from our selves... No group whatsoever, has d power to influence a corrupt, mis-managed, malfunctioning industry that needs urgent attention... I'm surprised to even find respected movie makers sleeping and putting heads in same direction... If we want to speak in one voice, I believe... There's an existing body, when d music sector got its branding and uplifted its current face to d very level its today, D's were not d measures and procedures takn.... Even in Hollywood, I have nvr heard of Ambassador Nicolas Cage, Ambassador Angelina Jolie etc... Neither in bollyhood have I heard of Ambassador Shakiru Khan or Ambassador John Abraham. What a pity..., even the newly experienced movie makers that doesn't even know what D's game is all about bear Ambassadors... I hear, there's fine for misbehaviour at events and all... Hmmmmmm, those that have sumfn upstairs, let them start thinking... Don't b used for sumfn that u will end up not benefitting and later b d glory of sum people that knows where this is going and the aim behind it.... However, if the motive is truly for d upliftment of D's great job that we all do with great passion... God help us all.... Tokunbo Awoga
This was written by my man, Tokunbo Awoga....actor, producer, event plaaner etc......nigeria movie industries......
Donall Dempsey Apr 2018
EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!

Darling daughter
refusing to eat

so, I: sea
shanty her.

"Oh what do ya think we'll have for supper?"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Oh maybe we'll have alligator!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Oh but I couldn't eat a whole alligator!"

"Eat Tilly eat!"

"Well...eat only half and keep half for later!"

"Eat my Tilly girl...eat!"

"Eat-alligator-before-alligator-eats-you!"

My little sailor suited girl
opens her mouth to laugh

and in pops
Mr. Spoon.

Hmmmmmm.....yum yum.

Soon alligator becomes
her word

for any eatables
whether it be ice cream or scone.

Now she sings
heartily to self

my three year old salty sea dog

'EAT YOUR ALLIGATOR TILLY!"
Donall Dempsey Feb 2016
WHAT THE MIRROR THINKS

The mirror sees them
arguing, but:

says...nothing.

It, observes them as so
much human furniture

that, most of the time
are nowhere

to be seen.

"Here 'n' gones' " the mirror
thinks of them.

The mirror reflects
a tiny breeze

unseen in itself that
dances with the white

net curtains
stained with sunlight.

The shadows creep
into corners

waiting for
evening.

The mirror shows
an aspidistra

that always dominates
the tiny room.

it even refers to
the tattered Penguin

Orwell

fallen to the floor
still...unread.

The carpet the mirror sees
is genuine

Persian, but:
it has seen better days

faded with sunlight.

There is a small hand mirror
on an antique wash basin

that still holds
the woman's scowl

for a few moments, but:
now. . .doesn't.

Mirror looks at
mirror.

But, again:
says....nothing.

There is - nothing
: to say.

The humans have gone
taken themselves out of

the picture
so to speak.

But, their anger
still hovers in the air.

The curtains
are still

...dancing.

"Hmmmmmm..?"
thinks the mirror

"...Hmmmmmm!"
DiamondGirl Jul 2015
What are the perfect amount of kisses 
To show how much I want you
Five, 
four, 
one good one,
hmmmmmm&mmmmmm;
I wonder...
Lets experiment play a game and find out 
What the right amount of kisses are...
So I can show you how much
I want you
And then...
I will give you ten more

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