Upon My Bloody Lip (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Upon My Bloody Lip
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"Upon My Bloody Lip" Everyday until the sun goes down Behind horizon across the deep blue sea {On the eastern horizon that is� in dreams anything is possible okay} And the day starts peeping at me again My thoughts are with you And late at night When the stars of the night {When not cloudy�anyways} My dreams are warm and comforting Like the sun shining down on me� You come creeping right into my head {Yes it�s that big... okay;} I cannot see you� {But �I� do� remember this is a dream after all} But I do feel your touch of love As a thought of you Gives this heart a twist And leave a little pain within Like the sparks of a fire Jumping the stars at night Like a shooting Star Suddenly darting down from so high I need to close my eyes in a sigh Dreams and thoughts of you Comforts me� As I demand you to stay Within my silly thoughts just a little longer And to let my smiling face Drink a tear of love That�s running down my face with grace To come to rest With a big old SPLASH Upon my bloody lip Okay!! S U N S H I N E !~! *Copyright � 2005 Tinka Boukes*

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on April 3, 2005

this is way down deep, Tinka. very vivid images, and i like how you did the "okay's"

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 26, 2005

in dreams anything is possible okay}

How True, Tinky - Dream On!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

If not the sunshine as Jude says to heal that lip, there is the ocean, she is medicinal for anything...Ed

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

no doubt, the sunshine will heal that bloody lip ...

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Very interesting write Tinka....and picture..

Hugs, Carole

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Tinka sometimes you go so deep it's hard to fathom!
Beautifully and cleverly written sis!

Happy Easter!;-)
Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

oh, Tinka! the sassy Charleston tune sounds as defying as your words...shouted from bloodied lip, tears streaming...surrealistic cabaret...

unique
Gina

Reviewed by A PAX

interesting art work
and your poem........was so TINKA!
LOL . ANDY

HAPPY HOLIDAY TINKA
PAX Anita :)

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Great write Tinka and loved your art work ...

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Yup. But us English don't like to brag. I told you to keep it secret.
Bloody Viagra..

Reviewed by George Jackson

Lovely write, Tinka...happy to note you seem more cheerful, too. =0).

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

The sun shines for all of us. Even when the days seem gray the shine can be found inside. Great poem and the tune lends itself to high stepping fun!
Susan

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Lingers sweetly, Tinka. The rhythm and feel of this poem is like being on a small boat at sea at night, gently rocking back and forth under the stars, and then BAM--up comes the sun...

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Tinka,

Soulfully and majestically penned, "Upon My Bloody Lip" is a skillfully versed poem whose symbolism reaches deep into the well of life -- and brings up truisms and wisdom ... truly an awe-inspiring write my friend!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

nice write you pen, tinks, and the art is beautiful, too, just like you! wonderful stuff!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

A fine write with a twist at the end.

Best wishes

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Kewl, sweet and low but romantic.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Wonderfully written :-)

E

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