"milford" poems
He woke this morning
Another night of her dreams
He glanced into the mirror
She’s not real it seems
Society unknowingly accepts
The image presented
Unaware of the damage
Being self-inflicted
He hides her for fear of rejection
She battles for her reflection.
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Michelle Renee Milford
Nov. 2014
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
Walking along on the shingle spit
At Keyhaven near to Milford on Sea
You can almost touch the Isle of Wight
Less than a mile away o'er the lea.
Crab-fishing next at Mudeford Quay
With Lizzie and Sam on the nets
When off flies my hat which then lands in the sea
Chase is given but I’m taking no bets.
Later, me new-hatted, we sit by a pub
Enjoying our lunch and a chat
And we laugh at the turn of events in the day
Particularly at the flight of my hat.
Wearily later to our lodgings we go
Chicken Cacciatore for dinner, by me
We then all collapse and nod off to sleep
This just always will happen by the sea.
©Joe Wilson – A Windy Day by the Sea…2014
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
Grey blue asterisks against a wet valley of hills
clutching boulders for *******
crags and crannies filled
with luscious flower bursting in bloom
summertime
solace of scenic breaks
the bus trundles around corners
through to Milford Sound
majestically beautiful in its isolation
and magnificence
the lupins soar like coloured points of ecstasy
into shades of pink purple blue
taking in the breathless landscape
as if it all owned the place
forever.
Riding back through the ice packs and awe
of blue waters and spray mists of inspiration
we sit silent and absorbed
cameras unable to take in beauty of depth
but a small window of memories
that capture our time and place
in this wilderness.
Leave it alone for the lupins.
Author Notes
A journey through Milford Sounds-World Heritage site, New Zealand.
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 2:59 AM UTC
I’ve searched the stars
To find the perfect time
To touch you with words
Here and now is prime
I’ve searched my mind
To find the perfect state
I’ve been completely in a fog,
Now clearing, I know my fate
I’ve searched the web
Scrolled through countless pages
Reading other poets writes
To get inspiration from the ages
I’ve searched my heart
It now beats with excitement
Having you in my life
Is my new assignment
I wish to capture the power
That’s only perceived by touch
And put it into words
That ignite emotions as such
Simply
Absolutely
“YOU ARE LOVED”
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Michelle Milford
20 December 2016
To Brenda Chuleewah
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 11:20 AM UTC
I appeared in numerous musical stage shows
My life was full of movement and not a steady slow
I am actually dancing and feel my flow
I performed at the Lily Langtry Dinner Theater at the RADISSON Valley Forge Entertainment Center, Mount Haven Resort, Milford, PA in the POCONOS and Gretna Theater Playhouse in Mount Gretna, PA in which I took part in 4 Acts of the “THE CHRISTMAS CAROL” and 3 ACTS of the “NUTCRACKER” and Off-Broadway in New York City Town Hall, “I NEED A MAN”, A Gospel Stage Musical Play
Show Biz in my blood
The enjoyment feeling like an overflowing flood
There was a time I was asked by one of the performers to be their baby, but not in the romantic way, the bottle and diaper bid
Much as I tried to duck and dodge, I just couldn’t be hid
It was delightful in seeing the audience laugh
My moment with the audience in see this baby dance
It was an opportunity and I took the chance
I played an Egyptian King
“It was the king having dancing girls dance for me being the thing”
I would sing to start
Then the Entire cast, “Ready set go and make their mark”
A past entertainment from been
It was a start from my when
Show business that came from then
But it all suddenly came to an end
There’s my entertainment class act
Now, what do you think of that?
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC