By-line. She meets him on-line She is feeling feckless life devoid of excitement her need making her reckless On- line he gives her incitement He wants her to send a picture In a pose that is very seductive she fights her moral stricture thinking such ideas destructive She wants to look and feel glamorous sheContinue reading “By line”
Category Archives: Poetry
Idle Dream
An Ottava Rima second stanza added a,b,a,b,a,b,c,c Those moments that I have, for idle dream, Are not spent, in the pasts celestial halls might …have … been, won’t change for all I scheme it just means locked doors and closing walls dream future new, or lose my self esteem condemn myself to run the wheel,Continue reading “Idle Dream”
Museum of the mind
Frozen in time, behind windows of glass in the museum of the mind Events from the past But how clean are those windows? From the thoughts we revive When we dredge deep, in minds’ recesses for treasures or lines Have some of the mirrors become distorted,begrimed As we struggle to focus, to keep them alive.Continue reading “Museum of the mind”
Fate
Fate Planning a journey my heart races chance to explore unknown places in this world of exciting spaces how to choose, stick a pin that could mean lose or win wish- list checked word by word cut it down by a third I travel far with little fear leave it to fate, or stay nearContinue reading “Fate”
Shoot the moon
My friend what is it you mean to me You listen to my problems Never judge Think of options Sometimes fudge Share my triumphs and my lows Give support and rarely carp Hah! makes you seem like an angel with a harp However there is that other side Wicked humour sometimes snide gossip and rumourContinue reading “Shoot the moon”
I am the curse I am the legend
This is a Terzanelle with a rhyme pattern of ABA¹, bCB, cDC, dED, eFE, fFAA¹ The water ripples dancing silvered Joining and flowing to become the sea I am the river rushing tempered If you listen hard you can hear my plea I am the curse I am the legend Joining and flowing to becomeContinue reading “I am the curse I am the legend”
Sparkling frost warmed by the sun
My love is not of the springtime Blossoms, nesting birds and new born lambs Rising sap and sprouting leaf Nor is it the love of summertime Bursting buds, showy flowers, perfumed air Hot wind, heating the skin It is not the love of autumn Falling leaves, rain and cold wind Hot and cold alternately MyContinue reading “Sparkling frost warmed by the sun”
Dressing up kit 1970’s style
Shoes, ugly black clumpy laceups Looking like the shoes boxes Leather, shiney with a slight squeak when I walked I had to buy them Hospital issue, I paid they supplied How I hated those shoes Their only saving grace The first step in my new career It was all about the right image Skirt measuredContinue reading “Dressing up kit 1970’s style”
Youthfulness v age or Ode to the Older woman
In your teens you were shy No self confidence, didn’t pull the guys Body language, tended to say, dont talk, go away In your thirties feeling better career confidence, go getter still self conscious but trying harder Body language more blaise come talk, I might stay In your forties, life full on career rocketing, runningContinue reading “Youthfulness v age or Ode to the Older woman”
Misty Dawn
Misty Dawn Two souls dancing an aerial ballet in the calm dappled light of misty dawn flying and zooming without interplay two souls dancing an aerial ballet saying a farewell they can’t delay as the zephyr breeze plays a carillon two souls dancing an aerial ballet In the calm dappled light of the misty dawnContinue reading “Misty Dawn”
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 