My pallet is full of colour, some very bright and some very pallor. My colours show up every day, come rain or shine, sometimes murky and sometimes divine, all the colours are all mine. Some come through and really shine, when life is treading the right line, showing up like spring time. Sometimes they arrive … Continue reading My Colour Pallet
Spider’s Web
Tangled up in a spider’s web, not knowing how to break free, never knowing why me. Hating myself and feeling so weak, nobody listens when I try to speak. Assertiveness doesn’t work everyone thinks I’m just a berk. Telling me what they gonna do and expect me to say I love you. I rue the … Continue reading Spider’s Web
Summer Nights
Summer night, gentle light stroking breeze, breeze summer ease. Garden lounge, friends around, fluffy clouds. Birds singing upon the wing and chirp with glee amongst the trees Children in the distance, play all day finding each other and running away. Smell of cut grass, pollen and rape seed, soon for us to feed, silver lights … Continue reading Summer Nights
King
King on a mountain surveying the plains, there stood a proud creature with long main and a hunting brain, watching for pray observing how they feed and lay. King of stealth of freedom to reign to roam the vast plain. Don’t lock him up in a cage so small, in isolation no pride at all. … Continue reading King
D Day
Landing craft, fore and aft, full of men and boys poised to land guns in hand, close band of fine men. The start of overlord, the allied sword, men onboard to liberate a country, ready to maraud, engines hum in the darkness, thoughts turn to wives, kids and mums. Landing crafts fall short of the … Continue reading D Day
Senses #4
The taste of your lipstick as our lips meet and tongues flick. The taste of your hand, as I kiss it like sand. The taste of salt as I kiss away the tears. The taste of food laying on a table, providing you are able. The taste of beer on a hot summer day, relaxing … Continue reading Senses #4
Senses #3
Touching your body with all its curves, soft gentle skin to match your linen. Touching the soft cotton of your dress my finger and thumb your hemline caress. Touching the silk of your sheets, nicely laid with little pleats. Touching your hand, I feel so grand, soft and warm a beautiful form. Touching your cheek, … Continue reading Senses #3
Senses #2
The smell of your perfume lingers in my head, from when you get up to when you are dead. The smell of cropped grass tells me its spring at last, green lush grass is so vast. The smell of bacon sizzling in the pan, waiting to be devoured by a very hungry man. The smell … Continue reading Senses #2
Beautiful Sights
Speak to me only of love. Speak to me only of care, tell me you will always be there. Speak to me of open minds, leave alone the bigoted grinds. Speak to me of perfect days, of sunshine and heat haze. Speak to me of empty minds, waiting to fill with things divine. Speak to … Continue reading Beautiful Sights
Senses #1
I see flowers starting to bloom lifting their heads from the winter gloom. I see the river running so free, life force of nature for you and me. I see children running and playing with glee, from morning to night then in for their tea. I see lovers on a park bench, kissing and cuddling, … Continue reading Senses #1
Rhythm of the Ink 
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