In the still of the night

[Edbear]

It Was In The Still Of The Night


It was in the still of the night
In the dark early hours of the morn
In the distance came the soft serenade of the surf

As moonlight filtered through the curtains
Shedding light upon your face
As you softly sighed and turned towards me
Wrapped your arms around me, settled in your sleep

As you lay contented in my embrace
I gazed down upon your peaceful face
Your expression relaxed, calm and serene
The warm softness of your body, molded against mine

It was in the still of the night
In the dark early hours of the morn
As the distant surf sang its soft serenade
That I fell in love, again, with you


Written for my wife, Oct. '01
Must be getting a bit soppy in my old age...

[yungatart]

Ooh, that is so sweet! Nice to see that the age of romance is not dead!
Nobody ever wrote a poem for me:crybaby:
She's a lucky woman...

[MSTRS]

Ooh, that is so sweet! Nice to see that the age of romance is not dead!
Nobody ever wrote a poem for me:crybaby:
She's a lucky woman...

No???
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your chain is too long
But I still love you

[BarBender]

:niceone:

Seize the moment mate.
Might be time to get that creative flair going again and write another one.

[kro]

I thought you were going to launch into some hardcore Whitesnake there for a moment. Nice wee poem though, my Wife would go all weak at the knees if I wrote something like that.

[Edbear]

my Wife would go all weak at the knees if I wrote something like that.


That's the best bit....:innocent:

[98tls]

What can i say.........Beautiful........you have a gift.

[Mrs Busa Pete]

That was really neat. Do me a favour next time you see pete give him some ideas.

[trumpy]

You old softy you...............:love:
Nice bit of prose there Edbear.

[chanceyy]

sighs .. very well written .............. lucky woman :D

[Edbear]

sighs .. very well written .............. lucky woman :D



What can I say! She inspires me. :sunny: (Though these moments of inspiration are intervened by long periods of mediocrity and I have to be inspired by a swift kick at times...:bye: )


I must be getting soft - she called me "spongy" once!

[Grahameeboy]

Sorry could not resist this shortened version c/- Derek n Clive (For those familiar).

Oh dear little Flo
I love you so
Especially in your nighty

When the moonlight flits
Across your tits
Oh Jesus Christ all mighty.

:innocent:

[Hitcher]

With a 20th wedding anniversary imminent, I hope penning poetry isn't mandatory...

[yungatart]

With a 20th wedding anniversary imminent, I hope penning poetry isn't mandatory...

It depends.....how important is it to celebrate your 21st?

[Mrs Busa Pete]

It depends.....how important is it to celebrate your 21st?

isent the 21st a new bike for him and a new cleanning cloth for her [how are those eggs comming ]

[Edbear]

isent the 21st a new bike for him and a new cleanning cloth for her [how are those eggs comming ]




Mmmmm! What wuz that your wife mentioned in her post, above.....?:third:

[Edbear]

:niceone:

Seize the moment mate.
Might be time to get that creative flair going again and write another one.




I See Her Every Day

I see her every day
She is there when I rise and go to work
She is there when I come home
It seems as though she hasn't moved all day
Although I know she must have

Sometimes she waves at me
Full of energy and life
Sometimes she is calm, enigmatic, mysterious
Like the Mona Lisa
What secrets is she hiding from me?
Is she teasing me?

I've seen her angry, violent and dark
I've seen her calm and serene
As though nothing could ever trouble her
I've visited her on occaision
Played with her, laughed with her

I must admit she has frightened me at times
She can change suddenly
Becoming full of anger and rage
Violently she flings her body about
Tossing over and over
Until the rage subsides finally and she is calm again

I've never argued with her, I know her too well for that
Most times we get along
I think we respect each other
Although when I visit I accept I am in her turf, her place
And I mind my 'P's' and 'Q's'
It's better that way

It is comforting to see her there
I'd miss her were I to move away
Though we'll never be really close, intimate, if you like
We'll always be friends
As long as I respect her, listen to her

She will always let me come and play with her
I choose a day when she is calm, in a good mood
I'll always love her in my own way, too
She has a soft voice that soothes my soul at night
When I lay awake in my bed


An ode to the sea.

[yungatart]

You have quite a talent there, young man!!

[Edbear]

You have quite a talent there, young man!!




Why, thank you! (I especially like the "young man" bit...!)

[yungatart]

You are welcome, young fella!

[BarBender]

"She has a soft voice that soothes my soul at night
When I lay awake in my bed"

You're lucky to have it be the last thing you hear when you go to sleep.
Miss living near the ocean...

[Edbear]

"She has a soft voice that soothes my soul at night
When I lay awake in my bed"

You're lucky to have it be the last thing you hear when you go to sleep.
Miss living near the ocean...



We're not as close now. Our last house was close enough to hear it, but while we now have a view of the eastury we can't hear the sea anymore. Shame, but I do admit I prefer living near the sea and a nice beach. Must be due to living at Sandspit when I was born and growing up by the sea and mucking about in boats.