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In fetal position on concrete bed,
Like a scorned miscarriage, lying dead,
The abortion of one love tried to bless,
The host was cold for the unwanted guest.

Abandoned to die a lover’s d…

Collage of thought, memories long
Inspire to paint – the moment’s gone
When men were heroes upon a page
And women never seemed to age

A time when love, a hidden view,
Could still be foun…

Hail! Kama Sutra!
Damn, I’m stuck in position!
Please, call 911

:o)

Have you ever walked among the living dead
With demons of coldness in your head?
Did the monster, Bitterness, gnaw at your face,
Leaving hate in your heart for the human race.
Was the numbn…

The image of a father’s shadow
A tear splashed on a tiny shoe
Footsteps, fading, gone for good
Is all that’s left of loving you

I see his hands and my heart misses a beat.
The hands that I adore inviting me to come to him.
They cup my face so lovingly,
Igniting a blush at the warmth of his gaze.
The taste of sweet…

When you wake up to a new day
And your brain gets in the way
I’m miserable you here it say
Tell it to go away
and take your heart out to play :o)

Like a painter without paint,
A singer without a song,
Without you I am lost
But with you I belong

What can I say about my love…
that is not written in every love poem…......
he is all these, and yet….
they are not enough to convey the wonder I feel when he is near…..
his face t…

It’s an exciting moment….like the time you to put the lights on the Christmas tree and the drum roll was heard in your head as the switch turned on to reveal the glory of your artistry.a…

Paint me a star to wish upon
One that shines only for me
So that when I make my wish
In my arms you will be

Paint me a rainbow
So full of passion and light
And I’ll make us a blanket
T…

I don’t want to be a broken record
In God’s unique record collection

When you love someone…..really love them just for the sake of loving them….unconditonally….then you send out that love to the universe….it is felt by all….it is a universal love…..n…

A myriad of colours
from the writer’s quill -
collage of memories gone,
but linger on,
inside the writer’s head,
in saddened blue and angry red
to delve inside this weary head
and pain…

So…..I was in the caribbean and the morning was hot and unforgiving, but I was determined to go and meet the beautiful boy I had met the night before….as stroll on the beach he said, under …

Her little hands were frozen as she joined them in hurried prayer, her knees cold on
the hard linoleum . She tried to curl her toes underneath her nightdress as she prayed for all the family …

Take a chance on me – you won’t be sad
I’ll be the best girl you ever had!
I’ll cook and clean and sew your clothes
I’ll give it all – anything goes!

I’ll call you up every night and day …

I’ve many a list of bad-luck tales,
But this one makes me cry –
The time I wished upon a star
Which fell down from the sky.

I stood and stared in disbelief
as it fell out of it’s socket…

Crying in the shadows is the weary heart
In ragged dress it hides from Love’s bright flame
Shading it’s eyes, it hopes it cannot be found
For if it does, it must be made to feel again.

Cr…

Explosion of pink, friendly, soft
Cherry Blossom, bursts into life
to mellow our city landscape,
heralding warmer days,
swaying to background music
Of 60’s love and pigeons cooing,
watch…