Drunk again That's it I cannot write a thing My mind is tired I cannot bring A damsel clothed in scanty dress to help me from this mild distress. I tell you sweetlings it is hard Once I thought of the green sward. And lo a maiden would suggest. That it was sweeter, how I jest. I did not meet you I... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Stolen 4 Of course in the olden days we were more sentimental Poem How can I tell thee that thou art Nearer though we are apart. How doth thou sweetly so appease That which I would fain to ease. How did we find, pray tell me now We found this place, I know not how You tell me as I touch your hand.... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Sea Grass. I am sorry if you are responsible for my melancholy. It would be pleasant to admire that which is not a shadow. The identity I see is dream-like in entirety You only pass by night, whispering in a moon’s glow. Beside the ocean of dreams among moonflowers Your thighs bleached in moonlight,... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Modern poem. I suppose I could steal your sweetness I ride the gentle waves that softly bless. But they are only emotions and quite harmless. So I cry into my pursuit of this gentleness. those who can summon the feeling can express. warmth through ancient vibes that stress through filaments the... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, March 4, 2017
Bliss Bliss is like this softly moving around the contour of another being. Meeting in the beginning and springing into a new shape's teasing. As though caught in the fluff of wonder. Answering the call of all one's ancient mentors Tasting the ripeness of the fruit, the richness oozes through seams... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, March 2, 2017
Now The night has turned to velvet The pith is torn apart Can or will this time forget the yearning of the heart. This bud struck in the warmth of night searches so eagerly. As though there is a chance it might become what it could be. Raps on the door of every cell Let the frozen flower beget Its... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Offers secrets Two stockings cross and regret Enchantment is lacking in the net. With dignity to save one would not choose. to follow in the fruitless path of shoes. Or present a single flower to rouse. consternation in the blouse. What a nasty little beast. To harbour thoughts a skirt is creased.... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 24, 2017
Circuits. Every time the pin is pulled a hand wraps around mine The grenade becomes an apple the pin the stalk. I am blown back on course. +- If I wake and see as clear as those who take the morning light In doses that appear to be excessive. The clarity is bright The inner force is primed, the... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 17, 2017
A walk along the river bank before the sluice gates are opened yearly.. The big stream runs slowly, waiting for the sluice gate to open its mighty force of green water. Trees whispers. 'It's late.' I gather the shadows that form the same pattern, as a smear of darkness. The prickling hairs on my... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Mother She sat in a chair and smiled, she had no reason to be happy The world had closed around her and become four walls. Movement was just a shadow passing without memory Her hands were small and lay as though at rest. Her shawl hung as if it had been pinned smoothly to remain A fixture. The... Sign in to see full entry.