"gabor" poems
© Copyright Gabor Timis
You're always on my mind, day and night
When I think of you, all feels so right
Need to have you, need to hold you
And tell you that I love you.
My dear, I don't want to see us apart
This separation just tears away my heart
I miss you, oh, I really miss you
Will need you more and more each day
I know I cannot live without you
I miss you, more than words can say.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 11:38 AM UTC
In deafening silence the clangers spilled their blue string soup!
While inTrumpton the boys in the fire station rang their fire bells.
The miller was windy in Camberwick Green.
And Bill and Ben.
Well they lived in a grass fuelled happy hippy scene.
With a sweet lady called ****
Hector lived in his house of fun.
Where he enjoyed his little ***** Zsa Zsa her name,
Gabor perhaps.
Bonjour, one funny frog, amphibian named Kiki.
Hector well he was a dog!
In the garden of the herbs.
Lived a jolly friendly chap.
A lion called Parsley.
What a crazy name was that.
The owl,well he was a sage.
A seer of things to come.
Bourgeoisie in the garden.
Sir Basil and Lady Rosemary.
A pair of toffs with taste!
And they wonder why today.
We poets have a vivid imagination.
Wasn't due to taking drugs.
Was the influence of T.V. on our fair English nation!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC
Author: Gabor Timis - Copyright 2011
My dear sweetheart,
It is you that I love
Under the stars above
Truly, with all my heart.
My dreams of you
Are dreams of Joy
Passion burns like a fire,
You're my only desire.
This magic that we feel
It tells me our love is real.
Right now and forever,
Our love will go on.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 10:50 AM UTC
THE BRAVE
( “Love sets the heart a-dreaming.”)
God hasn’t(as yet)
finished
making the world
just…the…gist of it.
He makes “the place
where the mountains live”
and had still to sketch in
the actual landscape.
So that the mountains
Just float in mid-air
as if upheld
by mist only.
He is listening intently
on his headphones
to music yet to be
created.
He digs Gabor Szabo’s
“Half The Day Is Night.”
I don’t know where He
gets His slang from!
He also had not got around to
making people.
So that the earth
was empty
The mountains
looked like gigantic beasts
that had somehow fallen
asleep…frozen into place.
One day the mountains
will come alive.
I tiptoe past
their sleeping…just in case.
“Well..?” asked God
unsure of Himself.
“Whatdoya think
is it a goer?”
I emmm and hawww
“Yeah…it’s…something else!”
He beamed from ear to ear
“But might need a tweak?”
“So what is it going to be called?”
I obsequiously enquired
knowing he had invented me
Just to agree with Him.
The Big Guy smirked:
“I’m thinking of calling it
THE BRAVE
or perhaps
SCOTLAND!”
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 10:23 AM UTC
Divergent gabor patches,
now go and find the snake.
I bet you'll never search
as much as I did.
I know you will never
understand how a simple snake
kan raise the stakes.
When they search it never takes
that long before they break.
And when you think the line is done,
there is yet another patch
to make you reconsider.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 7:26 PM UTC