April 5, 2012

 

 

The swine

The cad

The ‘Jack the lad’

I’ll have his guts for garters

 

I’d like to lock him in the stocks

And at him – whiz tomarta’s

 

His roving eye

His velvet tongue

His bald head doesn’t stop him

 

He thinks he’s ‘it’

But he’s in for shit

And that’s only for ‘starters

 

 

April 3, 2012

 

 

Far into the future,

Caught quite unaware,

One day at his face,

She will suddenly stare.

 

Perhaps at the opera,

Or even the races.

Galloping hearts,

And red blushing faces.

 

Feelings still there,

Suppressed through the years.

Scary thoughts indeed

And with them – come tears.

 

 

 

March 29, 2012

 

Sometimes thoughts are too personal to mention

Sometimes memories are too heartbreaking to recall

Sometimes my world without you seems so futile

Sometimes I don’t want to live at all

 

 

Sometimes I get so melancholy

Sometimes I feel emotional and want to scream

Sometimes I realise that life is intolerable

Sometimes I see you, but know it’s a dream

 

 

Sometimes my mind goes around in circles

Sometimes I think I am going insane

Sometimes I thank the Lord that I met you

Sometimes we meet in loves sleepy lane

 

 

Sometimes words that you said come to haunt me

Sometimes I want to tell you about my day

Sometimes tears gently fall in abundance

Sometimes the game, I do give away

 

 

 

When you awoke this morning

You were filled with love and desire

You turned to me and I could see

Your bright eyes were on fire

 

When I awoke this morning

I knew I had to iron your shirt

And put the wheelie bin out

So the bed I did desert.

 

 

March 27, 2012

 

Love is addictive

A lifetime disease

 

It can break hearts in two

With relative ease

 

Love is obsessive

A feeling quite rare

 

Love is a killer

So one must beware

 

Love rots the mind

It’s a real life condition

 

It imprisons ones thoughts

Without any remission

 

Love is so hurtful

A pain to endure

 

Love is simplistic

And yet also so pure.

 

 

 

March 20, 2012

 

 

 

Oriental gentleness

A touch beyond compare.

A trip back into fantasy

To a place no longer there

 

Naked, daring

A tour of delight.

A secret visit,

To a splendid site

 

A cultural passage,

With satin walls.

Where velvet carpets line

Magnificent halls.

 

Ostrich feathers,

Old fashioned lace

That silky feeling

Around your face.

 

She whispers  ‘Come to me,

I’ll make you whole.

My uplifted body

Will soothe your soul’

 

 

March 17, 2012

Would you like to come along with me

And visit buildings old, and temples many?

 

You could soak up all their history

Remark on their survival

Admire their restoration

Marvel at their beauty

And educate your mind?

 

Or perhaps you’d find it more a duty.

Would it bore you to the roots

Would you find it all drag

Just simply not your bag?

 

REPLY

 

 

Oh, I will surely walk with you.

I’ll enjoy your pleasant company

But I will see it all through different eyes

 

I will spot the living things

The wandering tramps

The homeless cats

The pampered pooches

And birds that fly with freedom through the sky

 

I’ll ‘people’ watch

I’ll window shop

I’ll soak up my surroundings like a sponge

 

I won’t remember where we’ve been

Or names of places we have seen

 

But in my mind I will return a thousand times.

 

March 14, 2012

 

 

It must have been the

scented aroma of

seasonal clementines

that aroused her senses

and made her recall the

first time she lay with

him,  in a house with

far too many bodies and far

too few beds – all quite

innocent – until daybreak

dawned when their future

was sealed and how they

squealed!

 

 

 

March 12, 2012

 

 

Oh desire that burns my soul

Then leaves me as I shed a tear

A second’s glance into the past

Making those times seem so near

 

Playing tricks with my emotions

Lest I should try to forget

The greatest love that ever came my way

Alas, short lived, but without regret

 

A pointer, a pinnacle, nothing ever came close

To equal that time long ago

When hearts were racing and passion was high

And eyes had that certain glow

 

Alive, alert, consumed with urge

Not even looking to feel that way

When life was crazy, exciting and hot

And still so vivid, even today.

 

 

 

February 26, 2012

 

She suddenly saw him across the room.

The man with whom she’d once had a steamy affair.

She remembered how he’d tied her to the bed,

As she abandoned every care.

 

Now wasn’t the moment to approach him,

They were both in another space and time

But their eyes locked in total memory,

Recalling what was then quite sublime.

 

Her whole body seemed to tingle,

 And her head, it felt quite light.

A bright flush of redness came to her cheeks,

As she thought of that wonderful night.

 

A few minutes later he walked to the door.

It was impossible for either to speak.

He turned back to look at her one last time,

And suddenly her knees went quite weak.

 

Thank goodness that moment was over.

Thank goodness that the sun once shone.

It is all part of life’s rich tapestry.

But she couldn’t help wonder where he’d gone!

 

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