Child I would have made you child from sacred light And even love that all should once possess From all that shimmers through a broken night All through one's dream a silken sad caress. Woven your rainbow mind without my pain With tints of mercy to those who still might be Hoping for Heaven or the... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 1, 2026
Monday, August 31, 2026
cvXI am printing some of these old poems because it is easier Spooning. I was waiting, wooden but amenable; I had been prepared for the event I was to be introduced to an exotic experience. I was in my element. I slipped into the interior. Sweetness was waiting in a warmed bowl. I stirred... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 29, 2026
Poem instant charm. It said do not dry your clothes indoors, it really is not wise. I think it said you get cold sores and would they tell you lies? So I put my Long-johns on the line they sulked to a degree it rained all through the week alas, once they were close to me. It didn't seem to matter... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 27, 2026
Child I would have made you child from sacred light And even love that all should once possess From all that shimmers through a broken night All through one's dream a silken sad caress. Woven your rainbow mind without my pain With tints of mercy to those who still might be Hoping for Heaven or the... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 26, 2026
Confession Ms Ethel Brown when I saw you in town. It felt like warm butter; my heart was aflutter. It was for reasons I dare not express. Perhaps your sweet shape? I did run a tape. Over your figure, I guess. Perhaps being shy, I did not really try to explain why I carried a measure. For modesty's... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 10, 2026
v UNCLE ALBERT FEELS NOSTALGIC. When a sprite of Nature showed us where the sweetest cherries trembled, stirred the cream of sweeter joy around the heartbeat of the spring. and all the girls were gentle, young and green. Between life’s moments, where the first bouquet Of shaken earth was ever to... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 8, 2026
oldy
OLDIE • I walk. The striking wet drips here. • Thoughts that swirl as dawn appears. • Drum up my cry. • The images move by. • Glued • into parts to remember. • Flaked and crude. • The drab dark wetness hangs around. • All the grey and gloomy sound. • The whispers of the rain • merge in the burble of... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, April 13, 2026
It was a bit scary in a way I wondered how God would respond. In a moment of reckless thinking I made a solemn promise. I cannot even remember what it was but to change it was beyond my capability, so for quite a while it was a worry thinking about this. Perhaps an Angel whispered a rather harsh but... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, April 12, 2026
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I am afraid the Blog was an oldie and somehow got copied wrongly. Any way I hope the dear ladies will not be offended I could not delete any of it And it has come out in reverse order. I suppose well I don't know what I suppose I was young in those days. Now I am old and cynical. 😊 Sign in to see full entry.
Ms Vee said, 'here’s to mincers Ned,' And to her lips she raised her cup, his eyes were glowing red, He grunted,'appy days,' Ned could never understand What happened when he took a swig Suddenly he felt his hand Was held by something very big. There was jungle, Ned was bare And everywhere was damp,... Sign in to see full entry.