A sad anonymous poem un-posted to a lady No this is a confessision I just noticed it. My thoughts stop short against this new outline. Blank against the clear sharp shape that rests Shear with lips and laughter, all cut fine. Shining through where time has always blessed. This could be a half -moon... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, January 17, 2019
Thursday, November 1, 2018
Musing This is the time of day when I would like to roll in the hay without peering into the future. Just to hold some one's hand and feel the energy of that old mystery, which still although at times perversely brings forth a feeling of warmth. Just the beating of a heart that has known joy and... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 31, 2018
U.A. Uncle Albert has a nervous visitor U.A. Come with me it is a strange night Just hold those miscellaneous herbs tight. Nervous person I don't like the smell of this bouquet Do we really need to go this way. U.A. Well we could walk through the town But as you can see I am in my Night Gown. N.P.... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, October 23, 2018
This cat occasionally sits by my adopted stray neutered male cat.(I hope) It is very nervous so I have a job to get a photo of it. I think it must be a pedigree of some sort. Of course I could probably easily charm it into my possession,but i don't think the owner would be pleased. I think it must... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
Dreamer I am only a dreamer. What else can I do? I will have no one to love me Until I meet you. It is awfully lonely Although skies are still blue. I have spent nearly a lifetime. Just searching for you. I have picked bunches of flowers. They were just for you. I watched as they faded. What else... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Poem When the wind blows the sweet primrose makes me realise how fleeting is love Like pollen it seeks through the mystique of life, to identify that which is suitable. It feels no qualms in denying the eager, the hopeful or the beautiful. It moves like a flame seeking dry tinder. In that fire I see... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, September 28, 2018
Buddleia When butterflies brave the Buddleia, I may recall the rites of summer as it goes. I know we often passed through sunlit ways. Your hair like night against the summer rose. I search through forgotten hours so I may learn. What made your eyes light up each summer day. I watch the petals to... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 23, 2018
Reflection. Render all that is attractive into a gentle dream. I am amongst the softest swirl of golden curls. Warm hair bounces and numerous calls redeem an answered reflection, and then the likeness fails. The image dries, without a trickle of possibility, A new source has risen and awaits... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
You were the stuff of moonbeams Peaches of ripeness tasting sweeter in the thrall of dreams In anticipation where I stood wasting as moments held a shivering emotion. And you became warmth to caress The flowing tides of a secret ocean and I remember your request. 'Hold me gently in your arms'. I... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 31, 2018
Blue bells. Don't go down into bluebell wood No decent fairy ever should. I don't know where those fairies are? We are packed quite tight on each Nightjar. We do not really want to fly when this taxi passes by. And we do not want to spread our little wings and look ill bred. In Bluebell woods the... Sign in to see full entry.