Biography of GJG Elton
There is not much to say. I never wrote a poem in my life until it was suggested by my ex wife that we write a poem to each other. Once I started, I could not stop. All the poems, for now, are about her, my loss of her and my wish for a new beginning and future.
I know many of the poems need work, some a LOT of work, so if you see something you like, or not, please let me know. If you have suggestions for improvement, I am all ears. I learn from doing and listening to others.
To that, I would really appreciate your votig on poems you like.
Thank you for looking.
GJG Elton Poems
I make this solemn promise, to be: your servant, when, you need to reign, your doctor, when you are ill,
My Sleeping Beauty
In anguish I stare through flowing tears, at photos of you from bygone years, as here I sit, alone, and cry, dreading that soon, I might say goodbye.
The Prankster Inside
Innocent, yet clever, a prankster was she, a sweet little girl, with a fine pedigree. Before first day of class, she was already scholared, in arts of the prank, yet frequently collared;
As You Laid There
As you laid there, from the shadows I was drawn to your side. I watched you as you fought your way back
Beauty throughout, beauty within, Your beauty's unique, and lies deeper than skin. Physically your beauty is stunning,
I'm Not Supposed
I'm not supposed to love you, I'm not supposed to care, I'm not supposed to live my life, wishing I were there.
It's Always Been You
For way to long, it's been only you, The other, she never compared. May I return to you, with empty heart, To the one, my soul who ensnared.
Good Morning Sunshine
Sweet loving light, Lost in the darkness, Throughout the night.
It Began With A Kiss
Perfectly formed, wild, yet pure, Passionate, hot and far from demure. Juicy and red, yet not to much shine, How lucky am I, knowing they're mine?
No matter when I go to bed, I am still early to rise. Just to see her beauty again, With these, my lovesick eyes.
Now That Your Love Has Died
What happened to those days we laughed? What happened to those times we cried? What happened to all those plans we made? What caused this great divide?
I Love Her
I loved her before, and I love her again. I love that we talk, and I love that we pen. I love her big grin, and I love her deep eyes. I love all her beauty, and I love that she's wise.
Dressed as a gypsy, Neet's photo I saw, Her eyes were so hot, solid ice they could thaw. Wearing her veil, in true gypsy fashion, bared smoldering eyes, that flaunted her passion.
Without you, I have no one special. Without you, my only friend's the devil. Without you, my days are not gay. Without you, I cannot find my way.
As Darkness Fades
As darkness fades, and daylight begins,
I lay and watch her smile that grins.
As I gaze upon her beauty fair,
I brush away a tassel of hair.
A love so strong it brings a tear,
I kiss, then whisper, 'Good morning my dear'.
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