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Wednesday, August 29, 2018

I hope the ladies will not mind. Girl I knew if I walked this way, we would meet. of course he does not realise the effort. I have to make it look cool and discreet Not a flutter of acknowledgement that would thwart that little shimmer of ice which one tries to portray, and after all I am the one to... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

Young hopeful I have been looking for a girl like you You are picking more than you can you chew I would like to meet your mother Meet my Dad and save the bother. Are your sisters just as nice? Look young man take my advice. Of course my Angel tell me what? It's something that you have not got. Well... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Nursery Times. Mary had a little friend he made her late for school. He held her and he kissed her though it was against the rule. Mary really felt quite weak. She rubbed mud on each rosy cheek, Although she knew she couldn't win, her friend just kissed on her chin. She thought it might end as she... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Mean things Yes I have done mean things Well I'll try to think of one Not giving girls rings After smiling at them for fun. Not rubbing the assistant 's leg which would have been fair when she pressed against me as I sat in the dentist's chair. Not taking Janet for a treat When she asked to be taken... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 1, 2018

Feather Bliss is like this moving around the contour of another being. meeting in the middle and springing outward into each new shape, believing As though caught in the fluff of summer. To hear the call of all one's ancient mentors. Tasting the ripeness of the fruit, the richness, The seam that... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Time I wonder if I'll e'er recapture those sweet and hazy days of rapture When once I walked along the street the crowds tripped by on dancing feet. Head in the clouds towards my goal I grinned at every greeting droll and felt such fierce wonderment so safe, one of the crowd content. The moon that I... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

A quicky. Where have all the poets gone Gone to the wild ways of thought I remember when their halos shone And each loving poem bought at least a bright red apple a reward for thinking deeply trying to access a Muse or grapple with thoughts that might be cheaply forced to the surface by a some... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 5, 2018

poem I was in love with a beautiful girl. She was as fresh as blossom. But she use ribbons to hide her curls and frills to conceal her bosom. Her voice was as cool as a breeze at play as she coldly looked me over. But I knew before one could make hay that frost: fell on the clover. My mind was as... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Choo Choo Puff, puff I thought, she is shimmering with beauty. Am I on the next train to oblivion? I am already riding with thoughts that dangerously take me on a journey into a new sun. Perhaps I can travel unnoticed, it has been known. No she is in the corridors of my mind We pass by sweet images... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

OLDIE Life. What is the meaning of life? Once it was simple to answer. A gift given to those who appreciated something for nothing. It is hardly surprising that it has lost its value so many things are in the same category. It is difficult to pray sincerely, but it could be a way to increase a lost... Sign in to see full entry.

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