Poem showcase #1
Frank Mothe
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By Frank Mothe
By Frank Mothe
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Hurricane...
Copyright. Frank Mothe.1998.
Hurricane, the power of the winds, the cool killer come
as a big wind,
the Hurricane from God ?
Typhoon, hand in hand with a hurricane?
no ! its the same, the nature wonder of God ?
Hurricane suck seawather like blood from the victim of
Drakula´s bide,
and blow up the big wave of kills.
Galverstoon, a city i 1900, the first big hurricane kills
from above,
with the hands of seawather.... flooding the city.
Why ? ask me God and I give you the answer.....
My dear God... I really don't now why ?
but dos it make your cry ?
Hurricane, your are the Master, the killer from the
sky's,
the wonder of the big heaven,,, but dear God.. it is make
me cry..
To that I now why !
Mountain, the biggest top, but dos it make your stop ?
Dear God...let the wonder stop and let us live in
peace...
No hurricane and to hope ?
No war in the Hurricane world... we have learn it now ?
So stop the wonder of kills....
Cyberspace......
Copyright. Frank Mothe.1998.
Sitting down,, the sun is up to day.
makes me smile to you.... are the same back on your face
?
Is there a face in Cyberspace ? just wonder why ?
Its Sunday in a week in a year.... Cyberspace year...
Sending out the poems to all ?
are the eyes looking ?
The feelings are the same to Cyberspace....
Freedom, is not the real word, but stiil to learn....
Cyberspace..... my tribute to you.
The Dark Full Moon
copyright. Frank Mothe of Denmark.1998
Black sky again to my mind, like yours to, we are stock
together in real
love to the hard world of wonder.
Wind blowing the mind so free to your and me, love to the
wonder moon of
the night.
Black sky turning to light some day in this year...
sky in my cyberheart is my moon and its is coming soon.
Moon of my heart to your heart, the stranger from
cyberspace...
just the light from my happy face...
Black is not black, just a color of paint to my happy
face to you in
cyberspace...
My dear moon loving my happy proud life heart to you...
and your sweet smiling heart to..
Black sky is my moon, the stars on the star top, my love
to you !
My loving moon and love...
is the dark full moon.
end. 1998
The first time was the last.......
Copyright. Frank Mothe.1998.
My candlelight on the table, its time for night, I am
kissing you with
my
love...
my feelings are in time, but to be the last, when the
kiss is over...
Love ? I am talking to you, but you don't wanna hear
me...
when the time is gonna be the last.....
My girl, my Love, but not my love ? not the girlfriend of
real love,
just.... ???..
to kiss goodnight and kiss in the morning...why ??
My candlelight is running out, and bad heart is going
to.... the same
way..
like your baby...
My feelings are not in time, and not to play with any
more, its
free......
when the kiss is over....
Girl, not the lover and not the wife, the first time is
the last time...
and just this ? yes ! my friend... just this.....
Time will not give me more time,
but time will still be real time....
in CY...
The real time of love is not in white House and your
home...
its in the heart of your self..
Who will throw the first stone ????
Speak and do it, but don't tell it to......????????
or best ? don't do it, and your don't will tell it to
somebody later one
???
END..... think....
Out of Body.....
Copyright. Frank Mothe.1998.
Out of body, after the night party time,
I am down of power the next day, but happy anyway.......
In smile and dance base, she come and kiss my face on the
floor, later
that night inside my door.
Falling in love to the Brooklyn beat,
that girl did move my feet....
Hand in Hand, in the night we go,
my feet, my body, my ? not so slow.....
Body to body, to come in stars, a trip to the
moon.......falling love...
is coming soon..
Out of body the next day, but was happy anyway...the girl
from night
stay to fight,
looking fore love, finding the way..
Out of power with a smile on my face, looking at you and
your eyes,
bright like this days sun....
Out of power in a happy day, the party time was making my
day, by moving
in that's woman's way.
Out of body on this sunday time, and me ? I am smiling
happy on my
face...
in the party time I find the stories from this girl, to
looking forward
to Monday....
the party time is in life all days...
I miss you....
Copyright. Frank Mothe.1998.
I miss you..but know the pain as yours, its lockup in bad
love, my
girl.. ??.
I love you, but must let you go !!
not destroy you or me... killing the loving history,,
says the Dog.. ??
Cutting my wings of a missing thing ?
my love to you.. but not to fell, I miss
you......??
I miss you, but I am strong my self, to live without
you... ??
The new, I am a freeman, free to ???
dos its helps me???
when I miss you... ???
Stop, its time to leave the old road...
and drive to some new road of love... ???
I miss you... ???
But am one the road, says I loving you...., without
killing my
thorough..
I miss you... ???
My word, artist face, the canvas in paint to love... `???
So... how do I dont miss you ... ???
Sorry Cyperspace...
I miss you... ???