C.C. - Blogithttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/Searching for it.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997837Summer Love Here beneath the silken skies Enclosed within your arms would I tremble as a skylark sings A lullaby on hovering wings. This is to say how easily you could share your love with me It does not really need much charm Just warm sweet hay will keep you warm. This stairway to the sky was...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997814Date of the edible ‘This way, please, sir.’ I can see the way this is going. Other folk seem to think it is really funny; we go on. We climb the stairs to the office; another man is growing taller; his blue uniform shines with bright buttons. Of course, security. I look out of the window. People...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997783Child 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997749cvXI 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997699Poem 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997664Child 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997644Confession 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997204v 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...oldyhttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/997160OLDIE • 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...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CORNCRAKE/994786It 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...