Tag: Poetry

Purity

“You can’t write the clear biography of the aches and pains inside your skull” ~ Harrison from Skull /  Songs of Unreason I didn’t decide to be a poet.   Rather, the poet found my mind lush fertile ground for prophecies and fantasies to be…

Do You

Do you know my voice as it calls to you deep in the blue-black night? I’ve searched so long but you, ever elusive as shadows dancing on a sunny day, out of reach, out of sight.

The Siamese on Catshole Lane

She lives on Catshole Lane with all the common cats on the Isle of Man.   She’s beautiful, hot and exotic, a pure Siamese with almond-shaped eyes as blue as the sea and a long graceful tail. She, an outsider shunned by all the…

Thoughts From An Opal Child

As I grow older, time is racing by, as if I am on a high-speed train barreling towards the end of my life. One minute, I am turning a page in the calendar and greeting a new month, and the next a new year…

Buttercups

Happiness for her simple soul

Paper and Lead

With paper and lead writing thoughts left unsaid broken loves, angel’s wings fractured hearts mystical beings.

Fall

Darling let your fingers linger, as they caress

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