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Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Sunday, October 30, 2016
What a Bloke Shoundn't See (Haiku)
Your wrinkled stockings
Appear a tad bit tired,
Why does thee bother?
You can be tasty
Like Dorothy Lamour in her youth.
Ye legs are a snag.
All I ask of thee
Is to ditch them long stockings,
Then I can take thee.
Oh me daft ferrets
Moan endlessly about it.
Just lose them Nora.
I would like to see
Me lone bird really dressed up,
That would be sublime.
Orient Express --
Thee and I to Australia.
Think about it lass?
Thursday, October 27, 2016
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
What Is...
This is a sublime inner conversation
Like whispers of the soul to a lone crowd.
This is like the high-pitched echos in
The veins of affection with a mystic grip
Of what is...
This is grained within like a book's
Desire to be read wholly...
This is like the stars glimmering
Their embrace in the night skies.
This is what it is because life is
what it is; beautiful.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Winsome Sail
Swiftly guided into an enigmatic force,
A feeling locked between bliss and warmth lingers beautifully within,
Amazing though it is...it feels distant but charming all the same.
Drawn yet torn between the unknowns of the day,
My mind wanders to the shores of a sunset lite smile,
That moment froze and I sunk so deep in it's arms
That I became who I was really meant to be...
Awoken, enlightened and touched with something I can't even begin to define,
I know this this thing...is all I can call it will be the height of happiness.
The sweet scent of a worldly heaven is what I thought it was,
I daren't call it that though, naming it would be senseless,
With eyes shut, breath as slow as a boat moving with a gentle current...
Thoughts turn into something stronger and better and I wonder with amazement.
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