Ben Paynter

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Nursery Rhyme - Poem by Ben Paynter

I now find myself singing songs
like when I was a child, when someone
would say quiet now, time for quiet
and I would sing, and sing

now I have her, next to me at night
warm body, warm soul, warm eyes
and I sing to myself about wolves
because it makes the moon come alive

and outside the snow is deep and cold
this bed is deep and full of icy sheets
I say enough, she moans, I moan, and
we all fall down

Comments about Nursery Rhyme by Ben Paynter

  • (3/13/2007 12:27:00 AM)

    This poem hints at things not said, or not sung, but what it does carry is delightful. Rgds, Ivan (Report)Reply

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  • (3/12/2007 11:37:00 PM)

    erotic mixed with innocence....good one (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 1, 2011

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