Love (Remove filter)
And what will be then?
What will be tomorrow?
Tomorrow will be April.
Hearts will be struck by the love arrow,
They will not be stable.
So, what to do now?
Is it just natures caprice?
Allow your feelings be somehow avowed!
Don’t let your feelings to crease!
Look for the truth in the gentleness of spring!
Ding, ding! Listen to the bells ring!
Forget the trouble...
Tuesday 29th March 2011 10:12 pm
Summer of Love
a flashback
sun splattering us in technicolour,
stained with light
cheekbones aching,
currents thrumming
migraine hue at the edges
hearts beat faster
minds and eyes pinpoint
to infinite acuity
heads swell with
chests strain from
and laugh
Steps slapping
rhyming
heads back and
smiling.
Tuesday 29th March 2011 1:13 pm
The edges of sadness
Hope is ...
Carried away on ocean tides.
Treacherous waters,
surround the lighthouse.
Sometimes wounds bleed a darker red,
staining blurred snippets of memory,
from impoverished depths.
Bubbles rise to the surface
pouring out bottled tears.
Rotating light shines,
illuminating the edges of sadness.
Waiting to rescue lost souls
and abandoned ...
Tuesday 22nd March 2011 5:50 pm
My book Air of Fall
Have a look at my book and any feedback appreciated , had a problem with the link but if you go to www.lulu.com and search air of fall will see it immediately
Monday 21st March 2011 6:43 am
Just Being Real
I can say I love you, I won’t ever hurt you.
We will never grow apart, fall apart, I’ll never break your heart.
I can tell you I will give you the world and more.
I can sing your praises till my throat gets sore.
I can say everyday will be better than the one before.
I can make you believe I will never walk out the door.
I can talk a load of crap if that’s what you...
Saturday 19th March 2011 7:09 pm
kingfisher stripe
Grey hair with a kingfisher stripe
Fills me with hope
No longer knowing who to be
I see her, an elderly
Jean Shrimpton from another age
Good bone structure she was all the rage
Grey hair with a kingfisher stripe
Grey hair with a kingfisher stripe
Elderly partner in his leather cap
A dithering almost lost it chap
Can’t make the stairs to the co...
Wednesday 16th March 2011 7:42 pm
How We Met
I will open my door to you and we will do business,
I will open my arms to you and it will be cosy,
I will open my legs to you and it will be beautiful,
I will open my mind to you and it will be a prism of my life,
I will open my heart to you and you will be in heavan.
Tuesday 8th March 2011 3:54 pm
One Day
One day i will thread barefoot across a poppy field,
Sun kissed and warm, truly from the inside out,
And i will feel truly loved, probably not un conditionally (that never happens!)
One day i will fall love soaked into your arms, and truly surrender my soul to you,
But is that fair?!
Tuesday 8th March 2011 3:51 pm
My Flower
My body is the petals, that eventually fall away,
My life is the long stem, that soaks up everything,
My thoughts are the thorns, heavanly and hellish,
You are my root, that holds me in place.
Tuesday 8th March 2011 3:42 pm
You
Six foot dream of reality,
Flushing my past right out of my once heavy heart,
Anchored down with your poetry and lyrics and love,
Coursing through my veins
A remedy for the pain of love's lost,
Replaced with pangs of the urgency of wanting you,
A relentless charming soul,
I engorge on your mind,
Satisfied and completed at last,
Like a thousand piece jigsaw,
...
Tuesday 8th March 2011 9:37 am
Beautiful You
I kneel down at your feet,
Head on your chest,
Sun rays toasting my cheek
while you mumble lyrics
Deep deep words,
that travel through my veins,
Changing lanes in my head,
Our eyes meet,get accquainted,
Within seconds, Mesmorising glazes that are momentarily eternal
I wished for you in secret,
It must have travelled on the wind,
Here you a...
Tuesday 8th March 2011 9:31 am
I Miss You
Thursday 3rd March 2011 11:20 pm
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