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| George W. Knox |
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  TEARS OF A CHILD  A star shimmers in the east Radiating a light of joy As wise men venture to hope For peace to reign An Angel in resplendent white Casts rays of exultation Over yielding shepherds Their fears Pacified By reverence and awe Loving couple haul tired limbs Beautiful woman, undefiled Weary with child In quest for refuge For the Son of God And the innkeeper mourns As pointing finger Guides despairing eyes To a stable Chilled, dark, silent And a mother to be Is cradled in soft hay…. As the silence is breached By the cry of a child… A King to the world Is born And hosts of angels sing As wise men and shepherds Render to Him their hearts And a baby sheds His tears For brothers and sisters Who see him not And as a man, The son of God granted to us, eternity and his tears fell Like gentle rains To cleanse mankind But beyond the grave I fear the tears of a child Are still falling For me…. Copyright © George W. Knox GKnox234@aol.com, December, 1999 VOYAGE I stand and gaze at God's mighty seas As my heart contemplates A journey of love And seeking it's everlasting treasures I set sail Upon the breath Of a butterfly's wing. Gentle waves of passion caress my bow And I lose myself On the subtle sway of enchanted ocean As the warm evening air Whispers secret desires. The glow of golden moon Gives fire to tropical bay Guiding me to peaceful shores Where my anchor plunges Into firm sands Holding me steadfast In exquisite union And on tranquil shores My vessel remains Never to sail again. Copyright © George W. Knox GKnox234@aol.com, February, 2000 LIFE OR DEATH Do you hear the cry Of dolphins and whales Is it me Do my tears fall alone? And when it rains Does the forest still drink Of it's life? Or do we write on the remnants Of a forgotten existence Then discard into hungry trash cans Branch by branch Piece by piece We devour and fill Until there is no more Except man's lust and barren waste and the earth will feed Upon our forgotten existence Life by life…. Copyright © George W. Knox GKnox234@Aol.com INNER SOUL An artist performs a dream devoted brush unhindered glides massaging celestial vision composing tranquil scene Presenting to the masses lavish masterpiece on his canvass of tears bearing an inner soul but the world will never truly understand Copyright © George W Knox April 1998 GKnox234@aol.com SUMMER NIGHTS Summers eve portrays her perfect creation flaunting intimate rays warming untold affections. Stark hills plunge headlong nourishing lake of peaceful waters Gentle ripples clothed in sunlight reflect a wave of passion in gorgeous Romany eyes Evening abandons a light as night welcomes its casting breeze encircling tranquil, peaceful solitude Receptive fingers meet embracing a thousand sensations soothing, enticing, grateful spirits as communion flows in a fountain of tenderness gleefully basking in our reservoir of eternal pleasure Oh night of treasures your blackness conceals gems unseen within With your secrets to discover, please welcome me back to paradise. Copyright © George W Knox May 1998 GKnox234@aol.com LAST WALTZ Come to me, enchanted Princess let me lie with you in dreams and bathe my soul in flawless longing as I dissolve in your arms on a warm midsummer's day Oh to savour perfect elegance embracing you in arms of affection allowing tender feelings to merge into a love the Gods are unable to conceive Can my soul utter a pledge captured within my heart fondly gazing into beautiful eyes by chance to whisper endless words I love you Perhaps it is an illusion how could I have risked a priceless gem that I should cast our love to four winds to watch the breeze embrace my last hope as you experience comfort from another My ears can no longer bear your silence hearing heartfelt words I love you now nothing but faint echoes of distant past, how long can I reach out and touch a dream? You will never again want me and yet, in my dreams and hopes you will always love me as I tenderly touch a soul and make you smile My sentence is deserved a souvenir of my mistakes yet it would mean so much for one complimentary word to show you still care for a friend Copyright © George W Knox May 1998 GKnox234@aol.com SLEEP A warm golden sun adorns my torso in a symphony of light as Chestnut trees extend their limbs offering shade to rest. A scene of magnificent splendour feeds my soul and oh to share ... yet fertile mind conceives my fantasy come true as appearing unto me an enchantress of divine elegance in flowing dress of milky white summoning my heart and unveils to me streams of flowing passion as we wrap our bodies in pastures green and consume the aroma of daffodils their yellow glow igniting our bodies as we transcend the crest of enchanting love and oh those eyes ... bathing in joy as I gently kiss a golden tear yet the image of your radiant smile still haunts me as I awake to greet the frosty morn and oh to sleep ... Copyright © George W. Knox September 1999 GKnox234@aol.com CELESTIAL RICHES You are a treasure beyond belief and oh I ache for devoted riches you freely offer me Your love is a touch of purest silk, flowing in a wind of tenderness delicately grazing my heart, beating in time with your affections Beautiful emerald eyes of heavenly sea green, pure priceless gems sparkling, glowing bidding me to linger deep within your soul Mountains of gold, oceans of diamonds are but dust scattered in desolate winds for in your arms I am truly rich. Copyright © George W Knox, August 1998 GKnox234@aol.com FEAR I bathe in her eyes as eternal as the stars illuminating my soul. Yet a fear grips a once lonely man loved, then dismissed to a life of emptiness Hunger of soul reigns and holding out trembling hands I fill my begging bowl with her heart, yet I live in fear that it should tumble onto pavements of destruction, splashing all hope of happiness Fear, take your revenge within your cloak of pain and cut my heart with the swiftness of your knife - then depart and leave me to live a new life with the woman I love Copyright © George W Knox, December 1998 GKnox234@aol.com DESTINY When I first felt your eyes I knew that we had loved once before in sweet pastures before time and having endured the raging tempest of fate I seized upon your heart as not to surrender our love and oh I longed for you Yet time did command I should yield to lesser winds and allow a higher law to compel me to confine our love for destined time and no more I write to you devoted words and oh I missed you I took upon us a companion of pain to visit on lonely nights not beginning to comprehend the gulf of anguish that bound my hands as chains of guilt compelled my heart to cry and oh I needed you. But time is a master of troubled souls and saw fit to deliver our hearts to a freedom of love that is only conceived in fairytales and myths and oh how I love you. Copyright © George W Knox, September 1999 GKnox234@aol.com FOREVER I beg to be counted among the crowds Who behold your splendour For angels conspired to paint you - a masterpiece forever displayed in the gallery of my heart and yet amongst the hoards of those more deserving I find only me a speck of dust in the mountain of humanity and I raise my voice to the heavens in awe as angels saw fit to bind together a woman so perfect and an undeserving man for how can I define my love you are all beauty God ever created seized and bound together in a bundle of perfection and oh to grasp love's jagged thorn feeling of it's pain - and smile safe in the knowledge that I have given with certitude my heart as you travel through the depths of my being to meet at a place where our hearts can dwell and when you search for my soul I will take you there where bodies grow old but the love in our heart will always burn and when the Master beckons I will look in your eyes to wipe away a tear with a final kiss… as we begin our journey to eternity. Copyright © George W. Knox February 1999 Gknox234@aol.com LEGACY OF MAN Mother earth perfect creation so finely balanced flowing streams swelling seas waters pure giver of life. Magnificent forests protecting all in it's domain Frosts freezing crystals upon still waters falling as glacial streams of ice down mountain ranges feeding hungry oceans. Storms reveal veins of brilliance rain soaking deserts in spring awaking new vitality. African plains herald a new life tiny hands of new born reach out touching a loving mother for the first time her grateful tears sealing their love. Man, self appointed ruler over all things Kings and Presidents of misguided dominance bow to their God of printed matter. Mountains of food burned in sacrifice to their God billows of smoke satisfying it's value forming clouds of hypocrisy as the sun scorches white the bones of a mother and child forgotten in their hunger. While millions are sacrificed in wars of economics where are the tears of the educated as their deity of lucre is preserved. Money and weapons of no avail as man crushes scales of existence. Though entrusted guardian of mother earth he willfully pollutes her body takes her blood spilt as black cloak of death upon beautiful oceans. Tearing up forests her heart affording us oxygen no more. Man as cancer grows will be cured by man in his own self destruction Oh Mother Earth everlasting We are so sorry Copyright © George W Knox, May, 1996 GKnox234@aol.com PRICELESS LANDSCAPE I glance into a fire of resplendent eyes, leading me to a palace immersed in dreams, as I sweetly sip pure ecstasy of sacred love You paint my memories with gentle strokes of affection, swelling my empty landscape as we dance in rains of chilling watercolour. Your passion of red drips gleefully across my sharp blue eyes, merging into Technicolor thoughts, exhibiting sweet pictures in my mind yet when we part, the spectre of emptiness excavates his grave of nothingness through my heart, as rains wash away our colours and transform our masterpiece to a canvass of white oh my landscape craves your colours Come to me my beautiful artist, paint my life again Copyright © George W Knox, October 1998 GKnox234@aol.com BLAZING MOON Oh Blazing moon slayer of darkness can you dare weave a magic that I may witness my endless love. Let your light create graceful silhouette eclipsing all nature can conceive and cast her shadow of loveliness across my existence, exalting my heart with a love that ignites the stars. Oh blazing moon slayer of darkness, grant me your light for I must surely dwell in her shadow than remain in this world without her. Copyright © George W Knox, February 1999 GKnox234@aol.com HAVE NO FEAR Have no fear of what has gone on before for if I should possess a rough diamond I think not of it's history, origin but make it beautiful, cut to perfection for all to behold it's glow and when people marvel at it's magnificence there will be no thought of it's history, origin but of it's eternal beauty so have no fear for what has gone on before it's what you become that matters to me. Copyright © George W Knox, April, 1996 GKnox234@aol.com  A MISTAKE Touching you sharing oneness with the elements moving in time to gentle rhythms of October rains Misty windows obscure autumn trees their beautiful colours melting on a canvass of cool blue waters It was so right loving you Autumn died winter dawned bringing frosts withering, freezing delicate feelings and you were gone Memories of you haunt me how I long for Autumn afternoons feeling you close to me Whatever your season summer or spring I want you to know what we had was so much more than a mistake. Copyright © George W Knox, December 1996 GKnox234@aol.com TAPESTRY Oh capture my grateful heart only you can exorcise demons of doubt as you patch together my tapestry of life proudly hanging upon your walls of passion displaying to the world again my youth rekindling my eyes restoring a smile You are as the angels with a capacity for life or death that I should no longer repent for my kindness And when people look up and marvel at this tapestry they should not forget the maestro's touch she makes me…. Copyright © George W Knox, January 1999 GKnox234@aol.com LOVE'S RESSURECTION Day bares final farewell as magnificent evening sun sheds a golden glow. Twilight, in her gown of magnificence seduces our dormant senses exposing your naked splendour and I am inevitably drawn as craving hands aching for a touch to reach out and consume my loneliness. My arms encompass soft skin and feeling of warmth I melt into a resurrection of my love for you and gazing longingly into peaceful eyes I quietly, gently, place you on the foundation of our beings as soft pillow cradles the flow. Cleaving sheets absorb the sweat as I grant to you my everlasting soul crying out your name released from depths of spirit and my passion drips from you as we lay together, safe in our haven. I glimpse into flaming eyes and wonder as they immerse into tranquil pools of peace and we lie and dream of rainbows where the sun and rain dance in perfect union bestowing upon us everlasting treasures, an eternal love that will never be lost Copyright © George W Knox, February 1999 GKnox234@aol.com PASSIONATE LIQUEUR I could watch you pouring yourself as a pure white rum with a subtle twist of seduction hint of beauty touch of fire What I would give to drink you slowly from a long tall glass warming desires on lonely cold evenings Copyright © George W Knox, March 1997 GKnox234@aol.com WHY Why do I live your loneliness I think of you in solitary suite sipping warm port its scarlet glow dripping from delicate hungry lips craving a gentle touch reflecting intimate desire why do I live your passion having not touched your face caressed your beauty all I know are your words and my longing to banish your isolation leaving you breathless wanted why do you live in my minds eye why? Copyright © George W Knox, March 1998 GKnox234@aol.com IF ONLY If only I knew secret combinations to liberate a heart pulsating to my beat if only I were with you brushing soft lips making love on a bed of adoration if only I could remove your sheath of mystery explore warm velvet skin enveloping a pure desire if only to discover delightful treasures concealed within watching your waters flow on rivers of fantasy if only you were here if only Copyright © George W Knox, April 1998 GKnox234@aol.com CARIBBEAN MOON A cool crimson sun sets as twilight undertakes to paint, conceive deep, deep blue skies across the Caribbean Nightfall welcomes the stars in flawless, cloudless preparation casting sombre hue on deserted beach having now forsaken robes of white Black outlines of palm, shadowless, still struggle to add stark personality to a scene they hide in shame devoid of glory all in darkness Then a light, as a dagger thrusts piercing the heart of gloom banishing murky shade casting romantic cloak over cool, serene sands its nakedness adorned in gown of blue The splendour of full moon leaps on peaceful ocean azure light performs mystical melodies reflecting radiance in resplendent, rich eyes affording glimpses of seductive angel Pale skins of blue unite a thousand years of desire as palms cast longing shadows of approval endorsing a passionate embrace Adoring moon kindles emotional fires giving life to silent arena creating love, bestowing passion across the Caribbean Copyright © George W Knox, April 1998 GKnox234@aol.com George Knox's book, "A Passion Liberated" was published and released early in July in the UK. It sold out completely in one month! We are fortunate that he has allowed me to publish a sampling of his poetry taken from his book. If you're interested in purchasing his book, please contact Alton McCloud, Amccl25089@aol.com who will be able to provide you with more information. Update: George has recently completed a taped version of his book, "A Passion Liberated" in which he personally recites his poetry. If you're interested in obtaining either the taped or printed version of the book, please contact Alton McCloud, Amccl25089@aol.com who will be able to provide you with more information. Now, I'll tell you a little secret. When George told me recently in an Instant Message that he was busy taping his book, I remarked that it was getting to be pretty expensive for me to publish some of his poetry on my website, since now I not only wanted to buy his book but also the tape. He offered to call me here in the U. S. and recite one for me personally. Of course, I thought he must be joking, but he was quite serious. I gave him my telephone number while we were still talking by IM. I kept waiting for my cordless phone which was right by my side to ring but he told me it was engaged. Of course, I didn't know that my telephone had any wedding plans but he told me that meant it was busy. I told him to hang up since no one else was home and the phone couldn't be "engaged". He did and called back. Even if you'd rather read poetry as I do, I suggest if you really want to hear it as only the author could recite it, that you also buy the tape. WOW! He has such a nice voice and his accent is fantastic and quite elegant. By comparison, the royal family doesn't speak the Queen's English half as beautifully at all! Shhhh, don't say I said that and by the way, he didn't pay me to say that. Hopefully, he won't see it. LOL Copyrighted poetry may not be copied, reproduced or used in any way without the express, written permission of the author. Thank you for visitng my website and you're invited to visit my other poetry website, Lovin' Angel Creations http://maxpages.com/lovinangel when you're finished reading through this one. Please vote for my sites and sign my guest books so that I will know you've been here. Please let me know what you think of the poetry you've read on either or both sites. You may also Email me at: KisSoSoft@aol.com with your comments, definitely praise is always welcome, but I will listen to constructive criticism. If you write poetry or know someone who does, please send it to me. If I like it, I will publish it on these pages. Thank you. |
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