The Monastery

On the top of the hill
Where the monks walked
Twelve centuries ago.
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Now only the spiders
Sleep inside the cells
And only the lizards look
From the broken windows.

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An Organic Discussion, Robert Bennie

When I kiss you on your cheek I touch you on your other cheek
Then while I kiss you on your lips I whisper of your other lips
And as I kiss you on your tongue tip you taste me with your other tongue
So that if I kiss you on your mouth your other mouth moans I [...]

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Chocolate cake my way

Every year the local Scouts have a meeting, parents and all. Big barbie-style meeting, where everyone shares their food.
Everyone brings some food, and usually everyone brings the same food.
This called for a mini-meeting with the twins and the little mouse. Let’s be original: no Spanish omelette, no hamburguers, no fried chicken.
. 150 g. dark chocolate
. [...]

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The white dress

Last Saturday I was blackmailed into accompanying my mother to a wedding.

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My mother is a very accomplished blackmailer.
So, instead of going home
after nine hours of hard work
and putting on a T-shirt and a pair of dungarees
I had to put on a dress and take a taxi to the church.
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Bonus point:
No hairdersser and no make up.
That [...]

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The David

Yesterday I read an article. It mentioned when Michelangelo’s Statue of David was first installed in the Cathedral of Florence.
The date: 8 June 1504, Italian Renaissance.
I wondered how on Earth did the Church authorities allow David to be exposed inside a Roman Catholic Church.
Maybe the Roman Catholic Church tolerance of nude bodies ended with [...]

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I don’t like Mondays

I wake up at six
wishing
for a reversal of time.
I close my eyes
slipping
peacefully into a silent mist.
My mind still bent
on chasing
slowly vanishing visions,
sailing
on fantasies in shades of grey,
resisting
misty reveries
precious silvery slumbers
Volatile dreams flutter
seeking
to clarify my drowsy mind.
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Written for the “Jigsaw Poem” project.
The challenge was to incorporate these ten words:
clarify – volatile – precious – silent [...]

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Reality Rules, Robert Bennie

Gale bent branches lash
not quite shattering windows
to a volatile soul
where my precious passes
our winter reading in silent hope
as a flutter in each shadowed
longed for fantasy clashes
with short term reality clarifying
that after each and every reversal
peace will reclaim our time

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Originally from Ideas Exchange.

This poem was written [...]

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People are strange

To celebrate my sister’s return from holidaying trip to Venice.
Dearest sis, here is one more example of my horrid musical taste. Enjoy it!
(I didn’t fall in love with Jim Morrison, by the way)

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