Looking back I remember the salty tracks down my cheeks
Back when I had enough in me to cry
The noise in my head sounds so much like you
And the happy memories wash over me, drown me, but I never die
Only you can bring me back from this brink
Even if I should say no to the next [...]
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Poems on April 24th, 2007
As I spend most of my Sunday afternoons, today was spent with a little gardening and watching Sir David Attenborough talk about some amazing creatures. This weekend it was birds. Now I am not a bird watcher but there are some amazing facts to be learnt about birds, the way they live or rather survive.
It [...]
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Family on April 24th, 2007
he breaks the spell
still young and words from
out this dream of life and leaves us
sleeping stone rack
lying consumed by
phantom pains
and displays of greed
he slips from out this shadowland
and pain where heads grow soft and grey
and age destroys all hope
and spirits crush the men
and hide away
the wordless watch the soft sky smile
and breathless hear the low [...]
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Poems on April 24th, 2007
Nature can surround us in our naked bliss,
But would you betray me with a kiss?
I want to see the thoughts behind those eyes,
Otherwise how will I know the truth from the lies?
Busy, crowded, bus, car, runs,
Choke your precious lungs.
The woods are not taxed by Christ’s good men,
I would like to see you in nature’s glen.
I [...]
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Poems on April 24th, 2007
I’ll always be a Daddy’s girl, luckily I’m not spoilt, but I do adore my father, he’s my hero. A big strong man who is always there to listen and enjoy.
When I was a very young child he used to make bubbles with his hands, big beautiful bubbles. Just by rubbing his hands together with [...]
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Family on April 24th, 2007
I found this quite amusing…A.j.jacobs is a funny guy
“In perusing Elvis’ biography “If I Can Dream” by his hairdresser-cum-spiritual adviser Larry Geller, I stumbled across the following conversation:
Elvis begins: “Think back when I had that experience in the desert. I didn’t only see Jesus’ picture in the clouds — Jesus Christ literally [...]
cartwheels, carwheels, cycles, circles, round and round the seasons go.
Birth and laughter, giggles, dancing, learning faster as you grow.
Headaches, heartbreaks, homes behind you, reap the plants that life did soe.
Hold me closely, not too tightly, gentle, gentle, sweet, sweet beau.
I’ll love you till the end of time
Happy Birthday Man of mine
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Poems on April 18th, 2007
Valentines and the Commercialisation therein
Category: Life
I was having a quiet pint with a friend and we breeched the subject of Valentines. Their thoughts were that it was just an excuse for marketing types to make a quick buck and that people got carried away with buying things and that it had no true meaning.
This got me to thinking, [...]
It’s all too easy to blame Yoko. To be fair men will quite often blame women. Some people blame Linda. Well it takes two to tango; if you want to blame Linda you also have to blame Paul. Likewise if you blame Yoko you have to blame John. Don’t try and say that these men [...]
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Music on April 18th, 2007
I am the poet. I write poetry. I write good poetry…ha I write excellent poetry!!!