Stealth Appollonia

By Fred McNeill

Fred McNeill comes from Paisley Scotland and went to St. Charles School, then attended secondary school at Sacred Heart in Paisley. I met Fred McNeill on a poetry site nearly two years ago and instantly developed an admiration for his works. Fred writes with passion and fills every poem with both his heart and his soul.From the dark and Mournful poetic cries in "Your Heroin Only Makes Me Sad" to his humour filled "Gumption Considered" Fred McNeill is an artist whose paintings are created within the mind of the reader. With careful study one finds hidden meaning in every write, and long after the book is finished the reader finds themself pondering the words they have read. . Author:Marilyn Thompson Artwork for the cover of this book was designed by Kevin O'Neill.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781447615088

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Stealth

Appollonia

Stealth

Appollonia

A Collection of Poems

By

Fred McNeill

© 1990 Fred McNeill

eISBN: 978-1-44761-508-8

I would like to dedicate this book to my

Grandparents Willie and Agnes Fraser. Their

Love and support throughout my life has

Given me the courage to do the things I may

Fear doing, like writing this book.

And to my dear friend Marilyn Thompson a

Special thank you for all your help.

Artwork used for the cover of this book

courtesy of Kevin O’Neill.

Thanks to Janet Reid for all her help with the

final editing.

Introduction:

Fred McNeill comes from Paisley Scotland

And went to St. Charles School, then

Attended secondary school at Sacred Heart

In Paisley.

I met Fred McNeill on a poetry site nearly

Two years ago and instantly developed an

Admiration for his works. Fred writes with

Passion and fills every poem with both his

Heart and his soul.

From the dark and mournful poetic cries in

Your Heroin Only Makes Me Sad to his

Humor filled Gumption Considered Fred

McNeill is an artist whose paintings are

Created within the mind of the reader.

With careful study one finds hidden

Meaning in every write, and long after the

Book is finished the reader finds himself

Pondering the words he has read.

                                    Marilyn Thompson

Romantic

Heart

Sprinkle Sugar on Your Toes

sprinkle sugar on your toes

such a sweet, sweet taste

oh, oh such a lovely feeling

your eyes fixed upon the ceiling

sprinkle sugar on your toes

oh please, please such a sultry tease

crack the whip she grins to adore

servant, servant oh gives me more

sprinkle sugar on your toes

different colors of shiny boots

submit your heart an open door

down on bleeding knees

lick the leather no matter what the weather

sprinkle sugar on your toes

through darkness in sins to wear

costumes wait for us to share

different colors we lust to bare.

You Called Me Elvis

baby, baby this fez seems the best

your hair is yellow

and I play sweet love tunes

on my old cello

as you troll my wounded heart

now complete

downtown

listen to every heart beat

you called me Elvis, I smiled

by the fire my friend

now am singing in a low tone

holding you tight

death is not the end

MTV and you and me

our skin this soul

our season

open for reason

my little rock 'n ' roll

Gentle Whispers

your lips are soft close to mine

its cold outside

and i feel fine

holding you in my arms

you’re shaking inside

watching your eyes shine

like summer honey dew

saturday an early night

we should have seen

the whole night through

your heart is vacant

whispering sweet nothings in my ear

it’s my charm you love to fear

The Liana Angels Half Moon Smile

life’s battle to rattle in words now

a front loader your heart somehow

in confusion staring if am a hippogriff

you try your half moon smile

beautiful in doubt an uncertain shout

lonely nights of trust to come first

praying on a hassock of knee blood shock

awaits your heart a friendly knock

friction stealing fragments of ripe flesh

riding this hobbyhorse of denial to cry

a thousand kisses unrivalled something new

hiding behind this imprint which is true

telling you until the sun goes down

I love you a hundred times in words that shine

intended to mend giving you all to lend

liana pretty angels sobbing until the end

Twinkling Stars Behind Your Smile

behind this cloak at night

of dark shade and mist

I feel you shiver in tears

waiting for the smoothest kiss

a vision of sinful youth

secret skies of gleaming desires

revealing in truth shortly soon

shadows of my soul

your lullaby gothic smile

ignites under this dreaming moon

our brief stroll any-day now

together paradise we'll hold

this touch of tenderness

crowned by a joyous kiss

unheard love takes control

our blossomed hearts

sink in silence of twinkling stars

an angel sent from heaven

beautifully driven

retreat in dreams of glided arms

in golden tales we melt away

watching prairie flowers bloom

holding your sweet smile in my sway

by appointment of roaming skies

this is were our destiny lies

Cara al Mar

(Face to the Sea)

your kiss crashed without a confession

grammar from your maserati mouth

fell onto me like a college degree

it’s in your asking eyes that dawn holds

our hands telling us poems never lie

my words are disdainful and tasteful

when looking at gloating hungry fools

who dial drunken numbers for real love

that one