Buddleia When butterflies brave the Buddleia, I may recall the rites of summer as it goes. I know we often passed through sunlit ways. Your hair like night against the summer rose. I search through forgotten hours so I may learn. What made your eyes light up each summer day. I watch the petals to... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, September 28, 2018
Sunday, September 23, 2018
Reflection. Render all that is attractive into a gentle dream. I am amongst the softest swirl of golden curls. Warm hair bounces and numerous calls redeem an answered reflection, and then the likeness fails. The image dries, without a trickle of possibility, A new source has risen and awaits... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
You were the stuff of moonbeams Peaches of ripeness tasting sweeter in the thrall of dreams In anticipation where I stood wasting as moments held a shivering emotion. And you became warmth to caress The flowing tides of a secret ocean and I remember your request. 'Hold me gently in your arms'. I... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 31, 2018
Blue bells. Don't go down into bluebell wood No decent fairy ever should. I don't know where those fairies are? We are packed quite tight on each Nightjar. We do not really want to fly when this taxi passes by. And we do not want to spread our little wings and look ill bred. In Bluebell woods the... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 29, 2018
I hope the ladies will not mind. Girl I knew if I walked this way, we would meet. of course he does not realise the effort. I have to make it look cool and discreet Not a flutter of acknowledgement that would thwart that little shimmer of ice which one tries to portray, and after all I am the one to... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 5, 2018
Young hopeful I have been looking for a girl like you You are picking more than you can you chew I would like to meet your mother Meet my Dad and save the bother. Are your sisters just as nice? Look young man take my advice. Of course my Angel tell me what? It's something that you have not got. Well... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Nursery Times. Mary had a little friend he made her late for school. He held her and he kissed her though it was against the rule. Mary really felt quite weak. She rubbed mud on each rosy cheek, Although she knew she couldn't win, her friend just kissed on her chin. She thought it might end as she... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 12, 2018
Mean things Yes I have done mean things Well I'll try to think of one Not giving girls rings After smiling at them for fun. Not rubbing the assistant 's leg which would have been fair when she pressed against me as I sat in the dentist's chair. Not taking Janet for a treat When she asked to be taken... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, July 1, 2018
Feather Bliss is like this moving around the contour of another being. meeting in the middle and springing outward into each new shape, believing As though caught in the fluff of summer. To hear the call of all one's ancient mentors. Tasting the ripeness of the fruit, the richness, The seam that... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Time I wonder if I'll e'er recapture those sweet and hazy days of rapture When once I walked along the street the crowds tripped by on dancing feet. Head in the clouds towards my goal I grinned at every greeting droll and felt such fierce wonderment so safe, one of the crowd content. The moon that I... Sign in to see full entry.