I look down from the vantage of the balcony and see the spread of garden far below. I see natures’ design quite clearly from on…
Comments closedI look down from the vantage of the balcony and see the spread of garden far below. I see natures’ design quite clearly from on…
Comments closedI’ve got the tickets, I am london bound No hand to keep me here no fear of underground. I have done it twenty times now…
Comments closedI listen and learn. Though I do not know the words the song sings to me.
Comments closedAll my watercolour memories run now, down the page. When it rained the paints did not hold fast, they smeared into a passing age. Although…
Comments closedHe’s a complicated man. Shy and defiant all at once. He knows his mind and wants to state it but gets scared others will hate…
Comments closedI’m afraid I don’t know unconditional love. For I have no experience. Since I was hatched, everything given was weighed and matched. Nothing without codicils…
Comments closedI’ve tried a Haiku and a Senryu, A short write and a long, but it’s all to no avail when the Muse is gone. I…
Comments closedHow wonderful would it be? If we could all be together in one place, at one time? Sharing laughter, sharing wine sharing thoughts and dreams…
Comments closedCome to me. Run to me. Hold me spellbound with your charms. Take me in your arms my long lost lover. There will never be…
Comments closedtwo hundred thousand, four hundred seconds to go til the weekend ends.
Comments closedWhy do some songs hurt like Hell? Memories that ebbed, return with tides that swell my eyes, tear filled, those picture postcard now discarded days…
Comments closedHow I dread this sinking feeling when your leaden limbs feel dead, as you’re hunted from existence by the fear in your head. When the…
Comments closedten, nine, eight, seven…. Weekend countdown starting now. Hearts and words, stand back.
Comments closedWas this pain preordained? Did this strife, always hang like a knife, over my life? Were my feet forced in circles around to get here,…
Comments closedEC payments dropped into farmers back pocket. Fill forms, plant no crop.
Comments closedIf I could wake tomorrow on a different shore, I’d have to say I wouldn’t change my life. I wouldn’t change my past for only…
Comments closedI know that what I post sometimes is rather grim and sad. But I want you to see the flipside, for without all of the…
Comments closedGotta keep it tight. Work tomorrow, no escape. Heart breaks in silence.
Comments closedTime falls like sand through one hundred, thousand seconds of remaining time.
Comments closedDon’t give me stock answers I’ve always been worth more than that. Don’t tip me the wink, and don’t think about raising the hat. I…
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