C.C.

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Saturday, July 9, 2011

Repost

Repost because it was nearly true. Escape I was thinking as we age, we wear a thin disguise. She had bright yellow hair and that look was in her eyes. She came swirling up the mall; it came as quite a shock. She was as pink and white, as a peppermint rock. I grabbed a mature lady's hand, as she was... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Uncle Albert's view

Desperate Times called in Uncle Albert. I suppose we could write of happy things but we would have to be of a children‘s age.. As a sedate Gent told me once that when he was a boy he pinched a big pair of bloomers He and his mate climbed into a leg hole and they ran laughing down the village. Today... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Rehash CRY

Cry. I see my laughing daughter in this vision Her hair trails, she floats mid summer skies She chases my dreams, makes her own decision. She hides in tears, the shadow of my eyes. I held the summer woman for a while. She would not listen, to the whispers of her heart. I had a broken spirit her... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Rehash Paint

Bart Paint the Artist He wondered had he ever met this person or seen a likeness She dominated his thoughts, with a terrible sweetness. She disturbed him. He could feel her dreamy warmth pressing close Her clothes were revealing but there was no indication of an unnatural pose. He smiled, it was as... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Retouch

Re-touched First touch. In this pale light, your eyes are soft Your lips part for a kiss.. This is not unknown, the feel of this is soft it barely stirs the feel of sweet impending love You have grown and walk alone ignoring all temptation. As a dreamer you will understand the way into a dream, you... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Proposal

The proposal. Perhaps it is beginning? I shall try to remember a good feeling. A solitary point in which I shall find a few whispers of comfort I could sort through the trivia. Even small things are a blessing. In fact it is fair to summarise that you are a real good sort. Perhaps we have got the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Rehash. What am I writing for? He Not simply for the smoothness of your skin. That is a simple game that none can win. I wonder at the messages you send. I love them when the frosty warnings end. Your words are like small violets nestling in snow. The warmth of your heart is all I need to know I... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Afraid so

Always the same. A lady thought that I was real. How do you think that made me feel? I shyly said, I am quite thin with nothing really here within. Even as I kiss your hand I hope that you will understand. I am your dream a poor scapegoat All I can do is take a note. I will return my heart aflame... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

rehash

We are. We are moving to a purpose that remains unresolved. Until each joins smoothly and although all may be one, it will feel no different. We shall be clothed fully by the glow that awards perfection. Not as figures drawn from the imagination, not elongated or compressed or as mortal dust. But as... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Love is everywhere.

Old love birds. ‘Tell me.’ She said. ‘What do you really think of me? I want you to be truthful and answer honestly.’ ‘Of course.’ I replied, “I really could not do otherwise.” She smiled, ’Well you do quite often tell me lies.” “Yes I agreed. “ But it is rather difficult for me.’ I sighed. “You are... Sign in to see full entry.

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