Poems by James Irvine

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Short stories, 3DPoetry, Poetpics, Photopoetry & philosophy by James Irvine

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She looked right through me

March 12, 2019

A woman who looks right through you,

as if you were never there;

is the damsel in distress they say,

you can find her hanging anywhere.


Great expectations for Singapore,

Mother warned me not to stray;

I wasn’t looking for the romance,

just music and joy along the way.


Suddenly, she illuminated the airport,

as every dark cloud parted in my sky;

her glossy lips caught my attention,

I was drawn by her alluring eye.


Lady do not look right through me,

as if I was never there;

I have feelings just like any man,

please, can we go out somewhere?


I’m not as cool as that Dean Martin,

but with some red wine, I love to play;

I can’t promise all the earth for you,

just my adoration every day.


I whisper. . . just pretend a while,

be mine, for one glorious date?

a response upstaged by a lovely smile,

now is my time before its too late!


Please do not look right through me,

as if I was never there;

I have feelings just like every man,

why do you smile without a care?


With my rescue plan in action,

I tucked her close under my arm;

no longer just a pin up girl,

swept away with all my charm.


We quickly fled away together,

like two lovers hand in hand;

sadly airport security arrested us,

judged me with stolen contraband.


Please Sir, she looked right through me,

as if I was never there!

I have feelings just like any man,

I longed to take her out somewhere.


My Lawyer’s efforts all seemed wasted,

for they would never sympathise;

their ‘Singapore Girl’ on my poster,

was not just mine to idolise!


So as I sat in deportation,

thoughts were of what may have been;

My Singapore Girl, with big brown eyes,

could well have been my pin up Queen!


So Singapore Girl, do not stare at me,

as if our love was never there;

I have feelings just like any man,

still wish we’d hung around somewhere?





  • By combining Poetry & a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.

  • A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY

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