Dog end. I feel I am kicking the gutter of my creative ability. Fingers pick up scorched dog ends and lipstick reveals the colour thought to enchant or beautify. A crinkled one is from the wet lip and it no longer appeals. Rubbed into pieces it remains only as a mark of passing. Round and proud and... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Men. Once I loved you, this is now I must have loved you once, somehow. It must have been or felt quite real. Was it the same that lovers feel? Did I not tremble for your touch? I did not really ask for much. There were those eager, waiting for The gentleness of love so pure. Should I bend my head... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, October 15, 2015
Birds 'Well I never did,' exclaimed the Gold finch. 'Come again,' said the little Chiff-chaff 'You were referring to that little clinch in the fir tree. I think Janet Wagtail thinks it is a bit of a laugh.' 'No, no she has had her eye on him for a while.' Goldie pruned her wing,' you know what they... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Apologies to WW. I wandered as lonely as could be looking for someone quite dainty. I looked up hills, I looked down dales I thought look sad it never fails. Well actually it does in time those ever sweet and quite sublime maids who never asked for much seem very wary of my touch. They do seem... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
I could not remember writing this. but I think it was a tribute to Kabu. Janet. Once there was a lady bird. Tell me that, well thanks a lot. Well you see a lady heard, the ladybird was minus spots. In a way it seems absurd The poor thing did not like it though It seemed the lady chaps' preferred.... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Gnomes We are the singing nuns from the Nunnery Once we were the silly ones Uncle Albert set us free. He released our little souls from the path that we once trod We would all be stiff as statues without a bit of 'how’s your dad.'. We are now all so merry so we dance and we have got The freedom to... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Child 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 ones 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 the... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 21, 2015
Rewriting Hopefully
Worlds of words. It has taken many years and then a day or two To make another world to share With someone such as you. The grass is really soft and green And even shines one's shoes I use the winding path between Any way I choose. Of course it is what one believes I hope you will understand Here... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Pixie 6 Now what was I going to do? Let me think carefully I must be the most forgetful Pixie in this County I am dressed like a bee, I shall remember eventually 'Help! help! ' That sounds like more like Helen Tickleback to me. 'Alright I'm coming, I shout this, to reassure the lady. She is one of... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, June 26, 2015
Pixie 5 Hello I shall have to go down to a garden in the forest. The owner keeps bragging about her large white lilies, But I am more interested in her antirrhinums, I am dressed in a brown suit in case you are interested the reason is camouflage. I can stiffen and look like the odd stick. It is a... Sign in to see full entry.