Were your ears burning Gummy Bear?
I will capture you again but at the weekend.
I will leave you in peace for now. xxx
oh thanks SP - I do love you adulations but your passion overwhelms me and I swoon so easily
it reminds me of a poem I penned some time back
The Perfect Lovers?
We met by chance or is it really planned?
A park bench dining setting, cups in hand
Those pleasant greetings opened up the way
We shared our lunch box contents in foreplay
We watched the water ballets set the tone
It seemed a perfect outing for those unknown
And as the courtships played before our eyes
Grew wilder; we knew we were unwise
The air stood still, the sounds seemed dimmed
Echoing thoughts recalling countless sins
But once the die had been cast down
There is but one path to unholy ground
Noon and evening exploded into one
We knew no bounds as we unleashed our needs
A choreograph of sensual forgotten sounds
We lay at times our swirling minds well pleased
Our best performance yet; we knew we reached
The perfect strokes upon the canvas made
It could not be surpassed agaln my love
We parted perfect lovers; farewells saved
© gumbud - could it be anyone else?
What a lovely, and very clever poem.
See now that is why I like to capture you occasionally.
I have pondered on this conundrum long and hard - one could say that if anyone did create this earth then it’s been a bloody disaster. But I do believe in this vast universe that we have hardly explore as yet that there are other life forms even replicated but with slight adjustments.
our own existence may have been a blueprint which would lead to better things to better places in the universe.
the universe is vast that we know even spittle would dock a cap to that and clearly not explored as yet - we’ve only ever made the bloody moon and still not mars - so I do think there is much beyond.
AND - this planet earth was the first prototype to see how human life would go and remember the first verses of the OT -“let us make man in our image” - bit like the frankestein story heh?
I am open to discussion!
get off sweetie pie there are other men to adore you in the candy bar and anyway I have run out of candies! - will floss do?
I know but do you have to use the chains always?
Looks like love is raising it’s ugly head again.
From the Hardware store to the Candy bar
Gummy is stretching his amore afar
Lock up your Grannies and your Aunties too
Don’t say that I haven’t warned you.
With his rugged good looks and that handsome face
Rudolph Valentino is only in the ha’penny place
Here is an Aussie with charm and good humour
And he’s a millionaire, well so goes the rumour.
They’ll be coming at you for sure now Gummy old bean.
thumps Jem hard on his right shoulder " Oeer you are naughty but I do like you"!!
Sweetie Pie here’s some poetic advice that may apply to those torn and tortured relationships at the Candy Bar
Loves Won and Lost
I chanced upon her on a greying autumn day
She smiled just briefly, then pressed on; was I just in the way?
I thought there was a flicker there, a glance that stayed just longer
And as our paths crossed more that year that flickering glance grew stronger
I’m not sure when we crossed that line that said this is forbidden
But by then the die had been cast down our passions wildly driven
We grasped at every moment like it was the last on earth
We laughed and cried and held onto that love for all its worth
I guess we knew that we were heading for a cliff top like decision
That would test us to the very core, cloud even loves clear vision
We skirted round that fatal day, Still talked about tomorrows
Said we would work it out somehow despite surrounding sorrows
We went our separate ways again promising not for ever
We phoned, we wrote and tried to meet but the demons were too clever
With broken hearts and heavy steps we trudged our separate paths
And as the time grew longer, our souls were all but trashed
I guess it finished on a ‘high’ of love and pain and longing
You get on with your life and find some more belonging
We wrote much later in the years and reminisced like lovers
We thought the painting would not dry but the laquer tears had covered
As I look back on all my paths ours was the brightest moment
Just for a while time did stand still and give us joys enthronement
I think I met an angel then sent down to test and steal me
And whisper “love that can’t be shared is counterfeit believe me”
© gumbud
yes I know it mushy but it’s my sort of mush!
I wiped off my lipstick so as to slip in here mostly unnoticed…
Feeling the pangs of love lost so eloquently expressed (“We thought the painting would not dry but the laquer tears had covered,” sigh), and finding the thread meandering into my astronomical (in the literal sense of the word) wheelhouse, I am breaking a a self-imposed rule to not only enter this cogently populated pub but to squeeze a momentary spot at the bar.
The chances that life is out there looks good, though what we will probably find is more likely to give you a cold than a conversation. A nerdy type in a sparse university alcove calculated that there could be 500 billion planets just in the Milky Way alone that could be habitable.
As for this little blue ball, we are a hopelessly wasteful, inefficient, overly-reproductive - and filthy to boot. Nature tends to have little patience for species that run out of resources. In the big picture, there is plenty of time for Mother Nature to send us to the scrap heap of extinct species, scrub up the place and evolve another that will be more successful…
…one in which the best remnants of our DNA will make it through the next sorting so that a compelling sci-fi story, a pretty melody, or a bittersweet poem still stirs the fires of living. Of all the things that make it through those combinations of bases that make up the rungs of the double helix for this post human species, wouldn’t it be a shame to lose love and humo(u)r?
Ah, but the clock complains that I have overstayed my welcome, so with an anticipated, “Get your coat!” I will, head bowed, sashay right on out of here past Sweetie Pie who is better at lifting the spirits 'round here. Thank you for the drink, gentlemen :-D.
Gummy, it is so good to read your recent posts.
The romantic side of your clever rhyming themes & soaring verbiage, the antithesis of hyperbole.
Serendipity has happily attracted some charming and articulate lady posters. Excellent work Gummy
Quote Surfermom.
#5670 I wiped off my lipstick so as to slip in here mostly unnoticed…
Wise move Surfermom, removing lippy is a wise move, for as you probably know Cochineal, the basic ingredient in scarlet colouring is made from crushed scale insects bodies.
Yeuk.
Having said that no doubt there are equally gruesome ingredients we use innocently in our sheltered lives
surfermom oh please don’t go I have plenty of poems just for you!!
but seriously as Jem will verify women or ladies or girls whatever you which to call yourself these days are very much welcomed here - you will undoubtedly bring a more balanced view of life around the place.
I was harangued some time ago by a very attractive and charming lady that I just was mesmerized by and was led down the garden path - I won’t bore you with the entire tale but my regularly followers may recognize it - however her is the final stanza
she purred “be still my darling -I’ll fix you”
soon get back the wind in ya sails
I must truly confess I was not feeling my best
and my reasoning power had failed
and then if struck by some lightning
a thunderbolt pursed through my veins
my eyeballs did spin - I felt like ‘heavenly sin’
I thought is this pleasure or pain?
I closed up my eyes in exhaustion
it seemed for a minute or two
but when I awoke the morning had broke
and the ‘albatross’ flown the coup
ps: the albatross being the lady in question
© gumbud
Surfermom I hope that you will scribble more leisurely contributions as good writing is always a pleasure to read .
What a pleasant surprise it was to see your wise and informative post here this today Surfer, you know your onions as they say, thank you for that and don’t forget to drop in again to the verbal haberdashery dept. anytime you get time.
I see there’s no stopping the Gummy fella once he gets the love hambone between his teeth, love poems comin’ out his ears, romantic old devil ain’t he, but long may he continue bless his loving heart and his pen.:-)
Didn’t Edgar Allen Poe write something called “The tell Tale Heart”? Must look that up.
I have never seen a one night stand put so poetically.
Join me in the “Pit of Misery”.
Dilly dilly.
Education, Edification, Exaltation.
you forgot ‘exhumation’ ?