Category: caught in passion

Dancing the sky dreamy.

The triolet

Dancing the sky, dreamy, souls entwined,

Our essence mingling freely ,bobbing wild,

Gossamar threads ,keep our essence aligned,

    Dancing the sky, dreamy, souls entwined,

        Spreading light, heating our desires tide,

            Aerial ballet, across the air compiled,

Dancing the sky, dreamy, souls entwined,

Our essence mingling freely ,bobbing wild.
Our essence mingling freely, bobbing wild,

Floating balloons, in a brightening sky,

Gossamar threads start to colour our divide

     Our essence mingling freely, bobbing wild,

         Suffused, in the  ever clamouring  tide,

             Wishing for darkness that’s no lie,

Our essence mingling freely, bobbing wild
Floating balloons, in a brightening sky. 
Floating balloons, in a brighening sky,

We soar apart, flowing  back to real lives,

Happiness and regret our demeanour signify,

    Floating balloons, in a brighening sky,

       In this oasis of calm, our lives satisfy,

          Our fantasy life some would catechize,

Floating balloons in a brightening sky,

We soar apart, flowing back to real lives.  

You only live twice

What are the dangers of dreams

Infernal fantastic tortuous schemes

The paths that lead to danger

Leading us to falling in love with a stranger
Life all set, priorities to be met

Plans in place, moving apace, life all set

Train moving, tracks straight, becoming truly stulifying

Life mapped, feeling trapped, really not so surprising
Happiness comes and goes

Life has highs but many lows

Lows can breed dreams

What if, scenario scenes
Perfect life and perfect love just like in the stories

Thats how life should be in all its glories

Life imperfect and love low key

Partners drifting apart, less connections it seems
Need to find that perfect love

Daydreams see them clear and corroborative

As the song says, you only live twice or so it seems

Once for yourself and once for your dreams
Dreams, sweet dreams, dreams, perfect dreams

Swinging so high, flying on the trapeze

Launching into space, Twisting in the air

Where to land, here, or way over there
Old path , new path just beware

Stop and think and compare

Each path has some danger

Dream path, love with a stranger
You only live twice or so it seems

Once for yourself  and once for your dreams
Inspired by you only live twice. Nancy Sinatra

Every which way ….erotica

​Pictures playing around in my mind

Touching, teasing, squeeze and grind

Tantalising, feelings, feeds the fires

Growing warmth my need inspires

Holding close

Seizing strokes

Tasting sweetness

Augurs completeness

Tongue out tracing

Heart full racing

Mesh as one

So much fun

Relive the feelings

Dredge up new meanings

Ready for a replay

Needing  to convey

Love for you

Every which way

Every day

Pictures playing around in my mind

Remind me of my special find.


​Shivering colours of exotic hue

Weave there way, round me and you

Honey brown eyes, glint and laugh

Glorious white teeth as you laugh

Vermillion lips, trace an autograph

Grey eyes sparkling glinting blue

Intertwined hair, blonde and bamboo

Pink pointed tongues, leave silvery trails

Dappled skin, pink tinged amazes

Aura radiating colours of flames

Our movements fan and rearrange 

Silver stars pop in our minds

Pink  green and gold just emphasise 

The palette of colour that we create

Changes each time we concentrate

Swirl the brush in a different direction

Colours change with our affection

Shivering colours of exotic hues 

Paint a picture of me and you.

Learning to be

​Learning to be,

Can be hard you see,

Life teaches us early who we are,

Can make us doubt ourselves, makes lasting scars.
If we focus on others judgements,

The negatives, can stunt our circumference,

Told you are no good at that, 

Are ugly, stupid that’s a trap.
Learning to be the person, that fulfills their own potential,

Can be hard, if we believe we can’t be successful, 

We are duff at sums, we have no charm,

We can’t attract a mate, communication causes alarm.
Living with the mantra of negativity,

Becomes a self fulfilling prophecy,

Yet each of us in unique,

Why do we have to follow the herd,or be the freak?
Learning to be, can be hard,

Some never manage, they keep their marked card,

Others start to realise, they like their self,

Gain confidence, count their strengths, grab life itself.
Learning to be, is easy for some,

They have self love and confidence from day one,

Get positive feedback,  grab the day,

Breeze through life, like through a holiday.
From where ever we start,

It’s important to be, all you want to be,

Start with caring for you,  seeing the good,

Celebrate your achievements, search out the dead wood. 
Each of us is unique, and deserves to live life to the full, before they die,

Aware of who they  are, shining brightly in the sky.

Ode to poets

I read your poetry with awe
Wanting to read ever more
It warms my heart and makes me think
Never sends me to the drink
Your laid back style
Makes me smile
Your words and thought
So carefully wrought
Can be very deep
Make connections leap
The rhythm and the tempos time
Pull one from line to line
The pictures painted sometimes stun
But that means dear poet you have won.