Butterfly Love

Floating high floating free Floating high floating free Abundant beauty for  eyes to see Abundant beauty for  eyes to see To see  beauty, for eyes  – free  floating Floating  high – abundant   Gracious butterfly fill me with wonder Gracious butterfly fill me with wonder Remind me of the beauty love Remind me of the… Continue reading Butterfly Love

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  My… Continue reading Sparkling frost warmed by the sun

Shivering Colours

Shivering colours of exotic hue Weave their way, round me and you Toffee brown eyes, glint and spark Vermillion, pink and honeyed dark Weave their way round me and you Intertwined hair black and bamboo Vermillion, pink and honeyed dark Aura’s radiating the colours of the heart Intertwined hair blonde and bamboo Beautiful colours shouldn’t… Continue reading Shivering Colours

Yearning

As I search  the roads of this eternal maze I just find dark corners and more dead ends  Searching and searching  to ignite the blaze With short term lovers or just good friends Where is the love I am yearning towards To worship my body and cherish my mind The soul mate, lover, giver of… Continue reading Yearning

The Last Holiday

A Georgian house Ivy clad No haunted corners places of dread Labyrinthine with added wings Bright lofty rooms added zing A chance to explore new places Share some love, cement relations  This holiday the first in years A time for smiles not for tears A Georgian house ivy clad Haunted corners make people sad Labyrinthine… Continue reading The Last Holiday

Flying High

We are the makers of our fantasies Flying high, bandits at Ten o Clock Bullets ripping into the fuselage  tearing, burning causing  Sensations to build , magnify Words and pictures travelling through the ether   Leading us towards  wildness – this aerial ballet ,as we jockey for position Who will lead, who will follow, who … Continue reading Flying High

You

There is no mistaking you, Standing poised by the jeep, surrounded by the fractured light as the sun bounces off metal and glass, Your head thrown back, emitting sounds, that I cannot hear, Although I am imagining, the infectious booming laughter, rolling from your lips.  Images blown like paper, Stirring, in the draft from an… Continue reading You