I was thinking About something I’d forgotten Long before It wandered In my mind that morn’ Like it had been In store It came to pass I raised my glass And took a sip To say That everything And anything Would flow from it Today Reflected in – The glass revealed A woman’s Supple face […]
Category: Fiction & Poetry
Castles in the sand
I often chance what life may be If allowed to thrive And wander far away from home So I may feel alive I often think of sorrow past Will it return again And wallow in self-pity Like a cage of utter pain I often feel a sense of loss But then true love is found […]
The umbrella moon
Under the umbrella moonI saw a girl despairThe apple tree – a canopyYet missing ’twas the chair Where could it be; I thought aloudAnd those nearby me heardA head tossed over shoulderA frown without a word The unbeknown, the silent voiceSpoke words I dare not writeThe page – a blankThe stage – the sameFor neither […]
The leaf
Go – be gone – away from here One rises from the mire And seek a better place for life That speaks of true desire Yearn for what the leaf – when flying Tells us all to be And walk the path to wonderment That takes us to the sea Delve in and splash the […]
a window to a view
I spoke to them so quietly That no-one heard me talk I strolled toward them peacefully That no-one heard me walk I went to break the many Before the rabble roused All to be part of the whole – None should feel left out Build a wall between us Only to break it down And […]
Haiku poetry XIX
to weep and wane in afternoon the sun survives the storm the river, streaming, sings
To thine own self be true
To thine own self be true of thought (Eternity a friend) And through oneself emotively Survive time to the end The end of what – to where; one asks Does it exist at all One looks on high – what’s there but air Before one stands enthralled See not for nought – the […]
Haiku poetry XVIII
the dragonfly hovered the magpie swooped the sunshine lit a spark
Haiku poetry XVII
full-sun drapes the willow moss encroaches edge of stream nature plays a tempo game
Limerick XVII
There once was an LGBTQ called TomWho had nothing to wear to the promIt’s gotta be redI’ll wear Bonnie’s instead(Oh was he chuffed when he put her dress on)
sensualism 