It is hard to make something out of nothing At least the printer works and the ink has not run out. Just another little worry postponed this evening. Also I cannot think of anything to write about. Perhaps I shall be fortunate and fall asleep With a finger poised ready to complete something new.... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Saturday, July 11, 2020
Uncle Albert Dreams. I wondered was she beautiful? It didn’t really matter though I felt that she was sweet and kind well instinct told me so. She was slim and very fair with roses in her mind. and lots of little bits to spare no problems to unwind. Although she was tough as nails She could cook a... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, June 7, 2020
Sorry posting oldies, Thoughts unimaginable.. To your body in clover I burn in the skies. Ache for the sunset and call for your sighs. Tangled with longing I push through the flame. Give me your laughter I whisper your name. I am in your arms my ache is between this pain and delight that no one has... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, May 30, 2020
Flowering. Everything seems to come too late I grew carnations for a date. They did not make it right on time. I watched the early sweet peas climb. You may wonder why I waited. I know, I know, I hesitated. I wondered if she would prefer Someone else, should I defer my interest and not assume love... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, May 23, 2020
A young man’s dream You will be waiting as this wish demands You will answer, so how other can I be? Lips to your hair my carefree hands feel your body almost reverently. To this time, there is an end no sweeter Although I know, I feel you only as a whisper I will break into filaments should you not... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
009 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 passionately making it with syrupy colours, it was my forgotten... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 11, 2020
Star Star. I walked through the door like a true musician. Although I'd had no real tuition. I walked past the bar as the lads played pool. The piano was black and I sat on a stool. I called for a drink to the barmaid Pearl. She obliged with a wink as she fingered a curl. I hit the keys and the... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 8, 2020
A dreamy poem by Abel Dewdrop I can see the deepest beauty here On skin of paper thickness, but it’s drear To think that were it not for this caress This smooth contour, this pale exotic bloom. This extra warmth, this hair so fine This French perfume. That this skin could be mine. Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, April 17, 2020
Misty. I search through your dust and discard the empty emotions. A lone vulture soars so near, it peers at the warmth that made my heart. I made doves from soft handshakes' I should have drunk milk and not gambled on romance. Women will always preach sermons; but a body needs the contents of a hot... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, March 15, 2020
Mushrooms. Is it disrespectful to wonder what strange desires or imagined fantasies were shared? We are two mushrooms crumbling in the supermarket’ perusing strawberries out of season’ One forgets there was a reason’ which fortunately mushrooms are spared’ A meek smile passes into thoughts of... Sign in to see full entry.