Orlando Belo

Gold Star - 15,055 Points (Derby, England)

Orlando Belo Poems

401. The Recorded Message 7/15/2016
402. The Sounds In The Roof 7/16/2016
403. The Third Eye 7/18/2016
404. The Toad And The Crocodile 7/19/2016
405. The Snowman 7/20/2016
406. The Tree 7/21/2016
407. The Unexpected 7/23/2016
408. Touched By Time 7/25/2016
409. Unknown Light 7/27/2016
410. Vera Pim 7/28/2016
411. Together They Howled 7/29/2016
412. What Is Left 7/30/2016
413. Woman Of Magic 7/31/2016
414. Sometimes 7/31/2016
415. Alex 7/31/2016
416. Zero Options 8/1/2016
417. Twenty-Four Seven 8/2/2016
418. A Bedtime Story 8/3/2016
419. A Clean Up That Could Kill You 8/3/2016
420. Irony 8/4/2016
421. Protect Today For Tomorrow 8/5/2016
422. Hormones 8/6/2016
423. Maligned Males 8/7/2016
424. The Game 8/8/2016
425. Modern Slavery 8/9/2016
426. A New Love 8/10/2016
427. A Proposition 8/11/2016
428. Moving On 8/11/2016
429. A New Canvas 8/12/2016
430. Trying To Get Out 8/13/2016
431. Cucumber Sandwiches 8/21/2016
432. Logic 8/21/2016
433. What Next 8/22/2016
434. I Am Sick To Death 8/23/2016
435. A Ghost Theory 8/24/2016
436. An Angel Came 8/25/2016
437. The Magpie And The Dove 11/19/2015
438. Seeing What Others Cannot 11/20/2015
439. A Lost Idea 11/21/2015
440. Beneath The Face Of A Clown 11/22/2015

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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 ...

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Imaginary Friends

The problem from which I was suffering
began when I was a young lad.
I used to talk to my imaginary friends,
and for their friendship I was exceedingly glad.

But now that I am very much older,
countless hundreds I now talk to and see.
Many are most interesting and harmless,
but there are others who get to me.

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