Orlando Belo Poems
|681.||A Mouse's Tale||1/25/2011|
|682.||At A Loss For Words||2/1/2011|
|683.||Found A Lost Smile||1/12/2011|
|685.||The Sea And You||7/9/2011|
|686.||Woken By Inspiration||9/11/2016|
|689.||Peggy And Bill||11/27/2015|
|693.||An Ordinary Imperfect Man||11/12/2015|
|694.||Sorrow And Jd||10/14/2015|
|698.||The Hedgehog And The Fox||8/27/2015|
|699.||A Subconscious Vision||8/28/2015|
|704.||He Always Stops To Talk||10/14/2016|
|705.||Here But Out Of Sight||5/18/2017|
|708.||Not A Waltz But A Tango||4/12/2015|
|710.||Doom And Gloom||6/13/2015|
|711.||An Angel On My Shoulder||5/2/2016|
|713.||Sitting And Thinking||3/31/2015|
|714.||Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover||12/3/2010|
|716.||The Spirit Of Pure Energy||2/4/2017|
|717.||A Tremor In My Heart||2/9/2011|
Comments about Orlando Belo
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,
Eight Minutes To One
In the early hours the radio alarm
went off at eight minutes to one
despite me setting it earlier for six
and checking that it was on.
Now wide awake I rechecked the setting;
and I had definitely made no mistake.
I put it down to an electrical malfunction
and fell asleep until it was time to wake.