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    I Need a Change
    -- By Victor Buhagiar.

    I have so often tried to say goodbyes,
    I tried my best to forget the past, but
    Life is too cruel, my heart and mind sighs.
    Change seems impossible, I'm in a rut.

    Day after day, this soul breaking routine
    Gone are sweet days of happiness and joy
    Many events have happened in between
    Our love, I assure you, none can destroy.

    Yet, I know that something must now be done,
    I need to breathe again soft, dewy dawn,
    Not shut the door upon a setting sun,
    Praying this winter sadness will be gone.

    Leave this dark, empty sad-house and enjoy,
    Walk, dance, swim and behave like a young boy.

    NB I am not much good at writing sonnets, so I must thank Robert Lindley for his help in writing this sonnet.

    Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2018
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    Two Hearts


    Your heart was in the lost and found,
    But I could not see why.
    I knew a heart like yours was sound
    And none should pass it by.

    I took it home and cared for it,
    With tenderness and love.
    Then pretty soon your heart was fit
    Enough to rise above -

    Above the slings and arrows felt
    From careless words and deeds.
    My own heart too began to melt,
    Discovering its needs.

    And now two hearts both beat as one,
    In synchronicity.
    The prize of love already won;
    Quite priceless - and for free!


    Copyright © Robert Haigh | Year Posted 2018
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    Upon Writing This Sonnet

    To write this poem my head takes on a role
    Akin to those of an actor unfold,
    Whilst mind and hand in unison doth stroll
    Along stringent directions to uphold.
    My muse able to call on devotion
    A belief in the power of one’s heart,
    As the ink flows creates the emotion
    Within the labyrinth of this fine art.
    Where choice words of common sense I do weave
    To ring in one’s head the understanding,
    Yet to wear my child’s mind on this my sleeve
    There marks the chart of my safe landing.
    While some words are clothed in mighty glory
    Others in rags enhance the whole story.

    © Harry J Horsman 2017

    December 31 2017
    Entered into contest, your best sonnet
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    A truly exceptional sonnet written by my friend. His fine poetry always passes the test.--Tyr
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    Cherished is the Night
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    "Look! You are beautiful, O girl companion of mine. Look! You are beautiful. Your eyes are those of doves." -Song of Solomon


    Cherished is the Night

    not Aphrodite's vernal ivory skin
    nor Cleopatra's jasmine scented lair
    could tempt this man to stray in lustful sin
    for next to you no beauty can compare

    like Tristan mesmerized by Isolde's spell
    or Romeo who died in sweet embrace
    I'd gladly sacrifice this earthly shell
    to see the smile return upon your face

    it breaks my heart to know you're in such pain
    you try so hard to wear a blithe facade
    my promise is to stay through sun and rain
    remembering the vows made under God

    let's celebrate our love 'til morning light
    and may we ne'er forget this cherished night

    Copyright © July Morning | Year Posted 2018

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    Truly great sonnet by my friend that has so very much poetic talent.....--Tyr
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    Pardon From The Storm
    by Charlie Smith.

    Take my heart and carry me
    to where all dreams are born.
    Into loves arms, oh such a place
    that's always safe and warm.
    Away from such deceitful lairs
    where blackened virtues swarm.
    into a light where peace must shine
    and grants us pardon from a storm.

    High above the mountain tops
    or low as low can be.
    Makes no difference where we are
    a wondrous lyric calls to me.
    Singing of your splendor
    like a miracle performed.
    I'll stay with you to find the port
    that grants us pardon from a storm.


    POTD 03/03/2018

    Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2018


    This is is a gem written by VERY FINE AND TRUE POET!!!!!!
    One that is a friend I admire..... -Tyr
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    Passion in Black and White
    by Maria Williams

    Like dark molten honey caressing her tongue
    and soul food for taste buds addicted to caffeine
    Coffee has its own excitation
    The book has lost its charm
    The fault lies entirely with the tree outside this cafe
    To its majestic being she gazes yet again
    Intoxicating her mind with the magic it casts

    Its sacred shades of green offers sanctuary - cocoons her
    A light breeze rustles leaves that seem to whisper
    enticing words articulating something in an archaic tongue
    Escapism into her fantasy world comes effortlessly

    A disposition for being alone - solitude her sacred space
    Interrupted suddenly by a dog barking -
    The momentary moment of peace shattered
    snaps her back to reality
    Well at least the tree still offers her solace
    Till the comforting feeling dissipates as a strange awareness dawns
    She is being watched

    Smouldering eyes so black boring through her cuts her to the core
    A feeling of having experienced this de`ja` vu moment mystifies
    Most disconcerting is this almost pleasurable sensation
    Embarrassed and puzzled
    she pulls her wrap protectively around her
    Shielding her from eyes that linger

    To cover her shyness she stares down at her book
    Then to the TV on the wall

    Startled she observes it has morphed into an old movie screen
    Static flashes across an old Hollywood Classic rerun
    Most bewildering - she does a double take - Unbelievable
    The actors in black and white
    Are her… And … this stranger
    Unable to tear her eyes away from the screen she watches
    in utter fascination - this person who sits across the table from her
    Is the leading man in the movie

    He… She...They
    Incredulously are in the throes of a passionate love scene?
    She staring shamelessly into his eyes
    Welcoming his wandering hands?
    He thrusts his tongue into her mouth eliciting a drawn out sigh
    that intensifies into a sonorous moan arousing his demands
    What is happening here?

    Like a finely tuned instrument he plays her - her resonance - his pleasure
    His sole aim to pluck her strings evoking the sweetest sounds
    A musician exerting the right pressure to produce a high note
    of pure exhilaration must know how to use his fingers
    To locate the true locus of ardour

    Questing fingers slip under her short skirt
    A sharp intake of breath as they run the length of skin
    in search of excellence to acclaim his prized opus
    through the essence of his masterpiece and the high ecstatic notes
    Only he can achieve
    And Boy! - Does he know how!

    Raw intense undulating pleasure like waves over waves
    Wash over her - a nostalgic fragrance of bygone days linger
    But logic interrupts fantasy with a mentation
    They have already experienced this exhilaration
    From a past life?
    Lovers that have lived in each other?
    A rare phenomenal - no words needed
    As he saunters over to her table - she smiles…
    by Maria Williams

    Folks, this is not only a true poet but also one that is loaded with immense talent!--Tyr
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    The Perfect Embrace
    by Brenda Chiri

    Counted only on myself to be strong
    So it seems I have lived a life as much
    Yet if by chance it was I who was wrong
    Will I always regret my life as such?

    Now strong arms have grown so very weary
    From so many others that I have held
    Alas has made me feel sad and dreary
    These very thoughts which cannot be dispelled

    In searching a world that is vast and wide
    For an embrace that can hold me so tight
    Still felt the beauty whilst I gently cried
    When out of the darkness came true light

    Safe and sound in his arms I am secure
    Beckoning me with such a soft allure


    Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2018
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    This gleaming gem is from my very talented friend and collaborating partner Brenda Chiri.
    A truly talented poetess that shines regardless of which poetry form she writes in..-Tyr
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    These fine creations are from my very dear friend, Victor Buhagiar.... --Tyr



    Birds in Winter

    As golden, green and russet leaves must fall,
    And trees become skeletal wintry bare,
    I see so many birds, some large, some small,
    Hear them sing as they flutter unaware.

    Hush, listen to the thrush as it replies
    To the melodies of the sweet robin,
    Look, they would fly up in the open skies,
    Leaving me alone, my heart a throbbing.

    I will build a small wooden bird feeder
    Entice the birds that dwell in cold regions
    Find soft nuts and other food that's sweeter.
    May they gather round and round in legions

    Let them eat and stay as always secure,
    Let winter rage, birds will thrive and endure.

    Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2019

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    Shadows Dancing in a Moonless Night

    Is our love a dance macabre?
    A dilly dallying with death?
    Or a mystic encounter of unabated love?
    Will it last? Will it end?
    So many questions left unanswered,
    So many uncertainties attested,
    All cumulative in a death wish
    As emotions run devilishly amok.

    My soul screams with this unpredictability,
    Its echoes rampage through my veins,
    As bubbling blood courses through
    Twisted arteries, through havoc and chaos.
    Is it the folly of chained love?
    The unearthly silence of togetherness?

    My lips pronounce your name but no one answers.
    I realize my questions will never be answered.
    Our togetherness is but a charade,
    Shadows dancing in a moonless night.
    Your allure is just too much to bear,
    I dare keep it no more
    So let our ways head into different tracks.
    Henceforth I'll dance alone.
    A dance macabre.

    Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2019
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    Spring and gallows
    Dedicated to artist N.

    It was the spring so frantic that
    even the ancient gallows at
    the city square spawned a green sprout.
    I read my poetry aloud
    to you, my first, my awkward and
    ecstatic poems that I penned
    last night to sing your abstract art,
    your cold and unresponsive heart,
    your gray-blue eyes and the prune sleet
    on my lone way home. Oh, how sweet
    you are, young rhymes! Years later I
    see that not fondness but those my
    first trials of pen resulted in
    my happiness, my gloom akin
    to deepest hell, my grace, my curse,
    my sleeplessness and this small verse.

    You married a long time ago,
    I sing of other beauties, though,
    in spring the memories about
    you still make ancient gallows sprout.

    Copyright © Kurt Ravidas | Year Posted 2019


    This is from my very good friend, Kurt Ravidas.....--Tyr
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