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Orlando Belo
Orlando Belo Poems
| 1. | I Walk The Road | 8/1/2010 |
| 2. | Imaginary Friends | 8/1/2010 |
| 3. | As A Lad | 8/6/2010 |
| 4. | Moved On | 8/11/2010 |
| 5. | Eight Minutes To One | 8/11/2010 |
| 6. | The Grave Yard | 8/12/2010 |
| 7. | Another Man's Sin Can Do You In | 8/24/2010 |
| 8. | Jackie | 8/24/2010 |
| 9. | Shadows | 9/13/2010 |
| 10. | Trapped In The Past | 9/14/2010 |
| 11. | The Bench By The River | 9/21/2010 |
| 12. | Mitchell (3) | 11/14/2010 |
| 13. | Mitchell (5) | 11/14/2010 |
| 14. | A Child Of The Streets | 11/27/2010 |
| 15. | Young Lovers | 12/2/2010 |
| 16. | I Lost It | 12/4/2010 |
| 17. | Malaria | 12/5/2010 |
| 18. | Gone | 12/6/2010 |
| 19. | Bennie The Frog | 12/10/2010 |
| 20. | But I’m Just So Good At It | 12/11/2010 |
| 21. | Live In Hope | 12/12/2010 |
| 22. | That Certain Smile | 1/16/2011 |
| 23. | Friends | 1/22/2011 |
| 24. | Teddy Bears | 1/23/2011 |
| 25. | An Erotic Groove | 12/27/2010 |
| 26. | It's Too Big | 1/27/2011 |
| 27. | A Perfect Day | 2/3/2011 |
| 28. | Dear Lord | 2/7/2011 |
| 29. | Re-United | 8/7/2012 |
| 30. | Close The Door | 9/9/2012 |
| 31. | Christmas Spirit | 12/14/2012 |
| 32. | Let Me | 4/16/2013 |
| 33. | It Was Her | 9/29/2013 |
| 34. | Mitch - Aug 1973 - Feb 2009 | 2/6/2014 |
| 35. | The White Tower | 4/17/2014 |
| 36. | Unwanted Memories | 5/5/2014 |
| 37. | My Sanctum | 5/22/2014 |
| 38. | I Don't Know Where To Go' | 8/17/2014 |
| 39. | Your Presence And Touch | 9/5/2014 |
| 40. | I'Ve Decided | 11/22/2014 |
A Tremor In My Heart
I was talking with some friends,
when you appeared out of the blue.
My voice failed in mid-sentence,
at the first sight of you.
When you turned and looked at me,
a tremor in my heart took place.
My heart raced and began thumping.
I saw my dreams in your face.
Your next glance brought with it a smile,
which immediately captured me.
My friends saw the effect you were having,
but you were all I could see.
I apologised for stopping in mid-sentence,
but I had become completely mesmerised.
My friends laughed, jeered and taunted me,
but ...
As A Lad
Copper-knob or ginger-nut
meant I had red hair,
and that's what I was called
by everyone everywhere.
They also used this rhyme
with no concern or care.
And as a lad, their sense of humour,
I really didn't share.
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