Lanterns So I look beneath my lanterns into the world beyond And tremble for they play as if is still possible to be alive and vibrant in this time and who would dare respond Beauty is not something to approach just randomly. To catch glances turns the mind into spirals of confusion Wanting and not... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Do you remember
Do you remember. Good I have just finished this new dimension I have hung two lanterns in the trees that never lose their leaves. All are welcome, but first I ought to mention. Do not to take this invitation lightly. This is a honey trap, this time will pause and wrap each in a new dimension. Your... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Six 37 to seven 27 in one's Life
Six 37 to seven 27 Go man we can’t afford to mess around We’ve got to stick something on this page. These little thoughts just drift and sound banal and boring in this age. Well I’ll try to kick something into shape Go back young Miss we can’t allow a serious project to escape. This might be my... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Celebration
Celebration Let's celebrate beyond our means' Re-douse that tea-bag and open up that tin of beans prepare. that apple core; I might find just one more and share the pips. Look a bacon rind; it's strange what one can find in tips. Marmite in this jar and even half-a-stick of rock This looks like a... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Fluff.
Fluff. Fantasy came not sparing me. Determined that I should see images. The flag of she thought fluttering. The white stem of illusion. Bursting from Pink, a fusion resembling a white dove bleeding; and a black night needing consummation and illumination. The loss explained as curls resisting... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
So, so.
So, so, I cannot start this poem because suddenly I wonder what emotions are. How they rattle in their cages crying to be set free, but I feel vulnerable. I have the key, but sometimes I feel that they want me to go too far. They are imprisoned for reasons and requests that I cannot yet fulfil. And... Sign in to see full entry.
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Friday, August 13, 2010
A story of a poor little Milk Maid.
The milk maid. She said ‘I be quite modest Sir,’ she looked him in the eye He thought it needed a reply so he said. “Well so be I.” “Wouldst like to walk awhile and carry my milk pail? I’ve never met a chap like thee, thou look so fresh and hale.’ Of course he must have been asleep, he’d had a pint... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Threads
Threads. I cannot think of this as something which drained life. Although it is fenced tight with barbed wire And only casts shadows into the cold light of the future Reality has redesigned each painful episode, washes of grey obliterate many details. It has become like blossom hanging wet in misty... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Out of the world.
Out of the World What can I do? I need this gentle force today. Muses seem to fade and this whispers ‘I could stay.’ Do you realise that this can materialise far from reality I don’t need dreamy skies. I don’t need so many different things Sensations that are driven by a touch that sings Or warmth... Sign in to see full entry.