between those lines of words and wisdom no reason or a ryme but tucked away neatly the truth she resided there the truth her sleepy eyes and knowing smile there are no written words to share just fluid ground of silence caressing golden flowing hair come play this game she tempted like a temptress... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
a thought drifts in, warm colours shape ´a picture forms. A thought is the first colour of a creation. Heaven on earth ´brick upon brick. Dreams do not just happen, they must be create d Sign in to see full entry.
what a frenzy mixed and stirred within this bowl we find a bird flapping yellow wings to fly but stays behind and starts to cry shoo shoo get out this mixing pot you do not belong here in this stock the fire is hot and i am shaking the cloth the wind is blowing and causing a froth let me lift you on... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, March 19, 2010
gelda
Gelda. That day when Gelda had met Sulis at the stone arena, she was running from a life she wanted no more of. She was the only daughter of a northern family who educated her brothers and encouraged Gelda to go into marriage. Gelda though was the one who had inherited ambition and intelligence. She... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
a messenger
Hi said the young blonde and slightly weathered young man, his friend, a young woman sat at the front of a caravan parked in the trees, she waved effortlessly and gave half a tiresome smile. Uh hi, I saw you sitting here and wondered if you know this place. Sulis wondered what he really was asking,... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
sulis
C hapter four. The Gentle Senator What is it that makes some people need to push to the front – Is it the need to be first or is it just impatience, greed, hunger or many would say –Money. What pushed Sulis was not a goal that she needed to reach, she saw no light at the end of a tunnel, she just... Sign in to see full entry.
from the moontox
For in the forest she laid outstretched She gripped the bow that she had fetched The colour of blood trickled through her palm It coloured the earth the deepest of red where had written the words that had not been said an arrow from the bow had pierced her throbbing breast And scribed a scar deep... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
the moontox was grey and shed blue tears she cried a sad song of confusion they had waited for her to appear on the morn to bring the glove all tattered and worn and leave for the knight to muse on so again she appeared and her stance was quite strong and demanded the knight to explain without smile... Sign in to see full entry.
this piece is for my mother, she died in 1981. it is who she was
MY MOTHER WAS CALLED JEAN AND SHE WAS A HUGE INFLUENCE NOT ONLY TOME BUT ALL SHE CAME INTO CONTACT WITH. WHEN I WROTE ABOUT SULIS HER MOTHER IS BASED ON MINE SO AS IT IS MOTHERS DAY THIS IS FOR HER. GOD BLESS I have a pain said her mother one day as she rubbed the side of her breast, it is probably... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
this is about my father and came from a meditation i did after he died
your brown body your face glowing your hair white and in the breeze Little fire make him want to stay with me Talk with me and hold out your hand Please dont be embarrassed I am truly listening I am truly here to understand. Can you here me daddy as I tell you from my heart it has been hurting daddy... Sign in to see full entry.