Whispers in the morning

with a comforting hand,

my love costing nothing

free, for those who can.

 

Newly budding flower

sweet scented aroma,

mind swelling thoughts

bring me out of a coma.

 

let me repeat this trading

with ferocious sensuality

softly spoken persuasion

making naked practically.

 

Let the springs dance again

bed shall groan without fuss

until both sweetly surrender

having satisfied you enough.

                 Humpty Dumpty if you can re-call

                     was so over-sized but not very tall,

                            nibbled by the rich, scoffed by the poor,

                            what`s hidden inside I`n not very sure.

                           What was your gift or the Easter surprise

                            that was sealed away from prying eyes,

                            did you fall or was it a deliberate push,

                            or perhaps in truth, it`s accidental abuse.

                            Millions never see, any Easter Sunday

                            greedily swallow`d the previous Monday.

                            Christianity points to the rolling stone,

                             Shepherd returns to gather their flock

                             most appear dirty but some are clean

                             the black return, Shepherd takes stock.

                             Other religions would just rather ignore

                              the secret of the egg or what`s instore,

                              but I`m a christian who wants to know

                              who goes up above and who goes below.

                             Wee microsoft Humpty wants us to install

                              programs for Easter to remember that fall,

                              I protest that you should ignore this urge,

                              come Easter Sunday be with me in Church.

                                                 Jesus with Jamie

© James Douglas Stevenson 2005

 

Slipping away, drained of strength

weaken`d limbs slowly relents,

beaten & bruised, so un-attractive

where I have been, has been acted.

 

Toil & strife, the facts about sadness

depression hanging onto every class,

rich or poor, any colour of their skin

all suffering the same, be it 1st or last.

 

Man at war with a Woman of peace

bright holds brightly again they kiss

quietly making the breaking of bread

flags of truce waving above our heads.

 

I pendulously swing from good to bad

great being charming with my darling

swinging badly starling becomes hawk

who lives off weaker birds in any flock.

 

When bird fly`s highly, this eagle of mine

gliding in the air making hardly a sound

hold on to my wing, let me take you there

to a place of safty, to love honour and care.

 

 

Broken hearted, this is how our story started

all for good reasons, the badness goes away

great times return the kind that make my day

making you smile, after this joker went astray.

 

                         Jamie

 

 

 

"~~You~~"

 

Honesty

      My feelings would melt in the snow

       all these emotional seeds must grow,

       burning with desire, a mind on fire,

       as your sweetness undresses my soul.

 

                      Lambeckle.