JaneSolomon


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JaneSolomon
Age: 59
Joined: Sep 2009

Tell us all about yourself they said
So I took a thousand fast flashing years
To tell them of my many lives
And still I have had to leave so much unsaid
What is the use of talking of fears and tears
I am vitriol and love in an uninhabited desert
I am burning passion in a field of purple poppies
I am quiet rest and I am quite indefinable
You can have one or the other or all of me
Like a Molotov cocktail if you wish
But touch you I will and on some lonely night
We will cry together as we have before
Laugh together as we always knew we would
Because we walked so many miles together
I found that I could never leave you
In the end

Journal Entries

Eat Me

Posted 7 days ago, 29 comments so far.

Thank you Groups, au revoir friends, back soon

Posted about 1 month ago, 22 comments so far.

Untitled

Posted about 1 month ago, 13 comments so far.

A gift from "The Secret"

Posted about 1 month ago, 14 comments so far.

Features - Thank You Groups

Posted about 1 month ago, 6 comments so far.

THANK YOU RB FOR WRITING FEATURE!

Posted about 1 month ago, 6 comments so far.

Christmas Cake Recipe

Posted about 1 month ago, 24 comments so far.

Exercise for people over forty.....

Posted about 1 month ago, 30 comments so far.

The Irish Prostitute

Posted about 1 month ago, 30 comments so far.

THANK YOU RB FOR WRITING FEATURE!

Posted about 1 month ago, 10 comments so far.

Writing

Being Seventeen

In longing for love / Hold close your fragility / Braving all the change / You will hurt to understand / Never expect anything It all looks so good on paper. I can still hear the screaming lullab…

Being Sixteen

Ruby hangs like rope / In her world of make believe / Wide eyed and sixteen / Withdrawn from all the vermin / Now dreams are all that matter I fly over the bluebird’s nest and he takes me to find…

Being Fifteen

Lord please let me dream / That I was never fifteen / Don’t throw me away / Give me back my childhood days / Don’t let me grow up quickly Would you tell her that she would never amount to a…

Being Fourteen

I want pink lipstick / A leather skirt and high heels / Don’t give me such grief / Why don’t you understand me / How dare you jump on my song I was a very ‘spirited’ fourteen year old and m…

Being Thirteen

Light night walks in fields / Bound books and feeling cherished / Cherry pie and cream / Dreams of a boy called Danny / Oh to be there forever Light night walks were never more beautiful than that…

Autumn in New England

do you remember / that Autumn / in New England / as we lay together / in each other’s arms / beneath the trees / of pink and orange / down by the river / and discovered gold / dreams untold / diamo…

Watchlist

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