Derbyshire born, Derbyshire bred, strong in the arm
and weak in the head.anon.
I’m a plain and simple, up front and in your face,
if you don’t like what I do, thats fine,
there's beauty in both silk and lace. more »
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Orlando Belo Poems
Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover
Don’t judge me by the way I look and by the way I have my hair. Don’t judge me by my dirty shoes and by the way my jeans have tears.
A World Without Colour
I usually visualise in full colour, but last night my dreams were in black and white. There were no shades or hints of grey to be seen, then suddenly the white disappeared from sight.
The Cobra And The Mongoose
“Tell me mongoose why are you trying to steal my eggs? ” “Well, I’ve not eaten for weeks and I’m dying on my legs.” “Don’t you realise that very soon these eggs will be my children? ” “But you have so many and you won’t miss nine or ten.”
From Dusk to Dawn
As the end of the day takes on a stillness, and the daylight blue changes to grey. The twilight suddenly becomes quite noisy as the birds have their last say.
A Thank You Prayer
Dear Lord I wish to say thank you for bringing me through this day and thank you for making it possible for me to pray. And thank you for giving me the strength to live each day through, and thank you for being there so I can thank you.
Friend moon, friend moon, please come out tonight. Be at your heavenly best, full and shining bright.
The Cuckoo Clock
The cuckoo flew out of the clock and landed on the arm chair. It looked me in the eye and said, “I’m not going back in there!
A Most Unusual Wedding
Because the bridegroom couldn’t be found the bride was driven continually around. Dickie and Melanie were marrying in style; the first chimpanzees to walk down the aisle.
Please don’t write me a letter filled with words of love. I don’t want your paper kisses with ‘I miss you’ written above.
The Lemon's Quest
The whole of the fruit world were assembled to hear what the lemon had to say. In anticipation the fruit sat and trembled, would it be the lemon’s day?
At A Loss For Words
Some time had passed since a verse had come to mind a mental blockage I have had, nothing seemed to rhyme. No words of creation the supply had gone no thoughts, or imagination, nothing, not a one.
The Sea And You
I very often sit watching the ebb and flow of the sea and it always gets me thinking about you and me. The way you walk out and leave me for other men, and whenever it suits you, you come back again.
I Know You Are There
You are like the sun hidden by the clouds, but I can feel your heat and I know you're there. I can smell, taste, and sense you, you are the air I breathe, you are everywhere.
Sitting and Thinking -new-
Here I am sitting in the dark again thinking about the past and what I’ve done. The countless failures and the few successes, the personal battles, lost, and won.
Comments about Orlando Belo
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover
Don’t judge me by the way I look
and by the way I have my hair.
Don’t judge me by my dirty shoes
and by the way my jeans have tears.
Don’t think because I have tattoos
that I’m not nice to know.
Don’t think because I swear
that I have no feelings to show.
My appearance is a defence
to how I feel inside.
My sensitivity is my weakness
so my appearance is just a lie.