C.C.

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Thursday, February 10, 2011

Literary Speaking

Literary speaking I want to steal a poem from you It is the easiest thing to do. If you are in a pensive mood I will be quiet and awful shrewd Of course, you feel quite annoyed at something you cannot avoid That looks like a start to me It will be nice eventually. I do not think I quite like that A... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Dance

DANCE Watch me dance she said, but I knew she wanted applause. Swirling through mists of time, a girl like pause. One can hold memory usually graciously. What she really wanted was a future I could not see. I could not feel beyond the bodice of that transition. The frightening magnitude of a closed... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Honesty OF Love.

Honesty of love. I have tried often to find a reason for sorrow And tried to alleviate pain by practical thinking. Hoping that I would not have to think of this tomorrow Just life’s sweetness not that awful feeling of sinking. I suppose we do at times float near to Heaven Make spaces for a future,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Help

Help Recognition must come eventually Is it possible you do not really exist? pushing through pink petals essentially to show what one may have missed. Perhaps an excess of emotion is a display. unrelated to your own bizarre conception. Perhaps you see honey in just a simple way. Love, love, love,... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

An undelivered note

An undelivered note to a lady I wrote a note you were not there I don’t think you were anywhere I think that you made it quite plain That I should not write notes again. In a way, it was a shame I did not even know your name. You know how silly some men are They always seem to go too far. Therefore,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Contin Sorry it is a bit uneven , had to alter on site.

Continued We are the future;’ She said and slowly pulled off her coarse woollen underwear. I leaned across and pulled a thistle from the hay it felt quite real. Did one have to witness the beauty of her body glowing there? I tried to remember Mossy as she was, but it was something I could not feel.... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The Code part 2

“The Code I asked Mossy are you trying to tease me?” She replied, ‘I thought that you would be grateful I thought it would be nice for you, I can do it myself quite easily. And young man when I was young, I was quite a handful. A grown man such as you would not be afraid, would you?’ She had that... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The CODE

The code Hello’ she called, I swore softly Mossy always wanted some little thing fixed. “I cannot stop today I am in a hurry.” ‘Come in,’ She chuckled, ‘I know your little tricks.’ So of course, I went into her cottage ‘I was married once.’ She said and gave me a smile She looked different when she... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Remember

Remember This is quite unknown, the groan was soft it barely registered. In that maelstrom that came from the first spring that whispered anew; you were grown and walked alone ignoring all temptations. Across a thousand thoughts as soft as moss a bower was set. Listen, it was white and empty, but... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Sunday poem. Please note this is not meant as advice to anyone. Beyond, beyond. Sometimes I wonder because you seem be so soft and gentle far beyond my destiny Your hair soft against my cheek as though you are, able to transport a kind of tender energy this far. I wonder do we share more than we... Sign in to see full entry.

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