SNOW. I cannot stop in the snow to say that I am sorry. There are restrictions to the entry of a cold face. I dare not slither to a halt lest I should see a sunny disposition in this icy place. Thoughts shatter into shards, it is so easy. When it is snowing, one can face the elements and walk into... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 20, 2023
Saturday, February 18, 2023
She Somehow I think that I must say I wrote this poem yesterday. I will just try to say you see That it really is not me. Reply Yes I read it and I know That you are as white as snow Your gentle lips are cherry red. I just believe all that you said. Within your arms you did persist On penalties one... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, February 16, 2023
Josie I would be loved just as this wish demands You would take me, so how other can I be Lips to my throat, your carefree hands feel my body almost carelessly. To this time, there is an end no sweeter Although I know, I feel you only as a whisper and I will break into filaments should you stir I... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 13, 2023
The Site The site. Let it be light, if owls sleep it must be. I feel all right, but so sleepy. Perhaps I’ll walk with eyes half shut Over the hill up to the hut. The watchman sits brewing tea. He spits and makes a cup for me. It goes down well by coal and flame. A sausage brown, so pleased I came.... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, February 9, 2023
Chill. This is an icy sheet of paper; words melt before they are completed. A certain discipline must be retained or time will be deleted. It will have disappeared like so many hours that cannot be recalled from other thin shimmers of memory. One scrapes for images to plaster incongruously across... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, February 5, 2023
How wise I wonder is it wise to start, collecting thoughts that make my heart beat even faster as I form, a memory where the sun is warm. If I pass the rustling leaves down along where sunlight weaves patterns I have traced before; can I meet you there once more? Can I make the grass as green? This... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 3, 2023
These are old poems that I expect hopefully most have forgotten or will not mind reading again. It seems a shame to pay for this space and not use it. Of course I remember things like Taps showing her fighting skill I wish I had saved that photo. Also that attractive lady I cannot quite remember her... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, February 1, 2023
To bear it all. Can this truly be the great experience? Or have I been sold a pup? It feels like cotton reels are unwinding and I am being stitched up. I was pitched on to the conveyor belt and stuffed with sterilised stuff. With all the suspense my bear-grunt was nearly blocked by a bit of fluff. I... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, January 29, 2023
Candied. I thought that you were sweet within, your glistening sugary silky skin. All remained as if to claim, you were a peach by any name. When you were moist and softly held once the flesh had gently swelled and the sun had fired the seed and warmed the hand that did the deed, there must have... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, December 23, 2022
The family Hello, I am female. I am nine. This year we are quite poorer Dad dyed some flowers and some Thyme I think it is called flora. We cut a branch from a fir tree, It may not have been legal. We did not let the neighbours see They think that they are regal, Dad said we’ll have to share a game... Sign in to see full entry.