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
Agents of Darkness
The agents of darkness strike again inflicting misery death and pain. Plots to kill injure and maim all don in a dark Lords name. The dark Lords weave their evil across their Web, recruiting its agents brainwash their heads. Lords of darkness agents of death, wreaking havoc on the enlightened, running Scared and Frightened as … Continue reading Agents of Darkness
Words
Words tell a million stories, some believable and some absurd, scaring you to the core with just one well-placed word. Words can define you or undermine you, be true or false. Words can kill you and hurt you inside as they punish you and deride, kicking you in the side, beating over you like a … Continue reading Words
Playground
Black safety surfaces highlight the bright colours of the playground with children all around, they climb and run and jump, on metal frames and trains. they imagine they are climbing a mountain to rescue fair maids and gallop away. Driving a train passenger laden picking up knights and maidens. A large swing hangs like a … Continue reading Playground
Balloon Flight
Bright coloured silk laid out on the ground basket tethered all around, the size of it astounds. The fan fires up to open the envelope, opening it up like a periscope. Air shivers down the silk rippling waves in coloured silk. Then comes the roar and hiss of the flame, heating the air from the … Continue reading Balloon Flight
Communication Breakdown
I try to communicate with you but you just get in a rage, doesn’t matter if I try to speak or put it on a page. I talk a lot but no one ever hears, my voice only echoes back through my ears. I could shout from a mountain top, it would not leave a … Continue reading Communication Breakdown
Doubt
When doubt creeps in to steal the show, you feel that you really don’t know. When it stops you from moving on, sets your mind to all or none from self-belief to disbelief, the distance is only brief. The unknown thief, falls like a leaf, no motive or brief. Wrong decisions seem harder than procrastination, … Continue reading Doubt
Rhythm of the Ink 
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