I sense you near me Painting me with your eyes Although all you see is a picture A vision on far away skies I feel you near me Although you are far away Communicating over the ether Is so commonplace today I feel I know you Although only through what you share I have aContinue reading “I sense you near me”
Category Archives: Poetry
What makes your writing boring?
What makes your writing boring Other than the obvious …you have no ideas What if your tale is magical but your prose is in arrears What makes your writing boring The tale just comes out flat People give up reading and settle for a nap The pundits say too many filter words can slow theContinue reading “What makes your writing boring?”
Who sold my number?
Scam phone calls Have heard they happen Never to me, I have a phone, that everybody ignores I have a sim Its ready and available But not for calling thats a whim Used for data a few odd texts I don’t need it to talk Not on this instrument, its data escape So with supriseContinue reading “Who sold my number?”
Make my toes curl
Passion errupting, emotions leap and twirl Hearing your voice makes my toes curl Heated in the moment of new lovers bliss Sealing the deal with a never ending kiss Anticipation growing filling the cup Your touch, lights my world,up Hearing you whisper, you are my girl That little statement makes my toes curl
clickety clack
Hurtling forward Clickety clack The train is speeding, down a new track The signals are red But I can’t slow it down Maybe I should be dressed as a clown You are the buffers You will hold me close Render me speechless, make me feel most You are the danger The spark to my flameContinue reading “clickety clack”
Drifting
Words of love often suppressed Kindness taken for granted, unexpressed Presumption of thoughts, norms and dreams Seems we no longer talk of schemes Drifting along feather light Lack of communication lack of fight Minds door closed How to rewind, do you suppose Need to look and see the whole Can we clean the windows, throwContinue reading “Drifting”
Floating on a cloud
Floating on a cloud, Feeling the charms Floating on a cloud, Encircled in his arms Floating on a cloud, Above the abyss Floating on a cloud, waiting to feel sated and full of bliss
He loves me……not
He loves me he loves me not I am me I almost forgot Better to be true to me Than to try to be somebody else, for him to see Its so nice to have loving affirmation But staying true to self that’s confirmation We walk the path and share the joys Also the angstContinue reading “He loves me……not”
The fog that you left
Mist rising upwards like gossamer threads Clearing my mind from the fog, that you left Treading in circles, the pathway obscured The mist is slowly burning off, a signpost has cleared Chosing a way to move forward in my life Tears replaced, smiling revived
I am missing you
I am missing you Where have you gone I see you sitting beside me The link was so strong Now things have changed The passion has died Life is a plateau Hot tears I have cried I am missing you Where have you gone You are here in body I need to hear your songContinue reading “I am missing you”
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 