Poetry Blogs (Bedtime)
The gentle tingle of your electric finger down my spine
The wistful sigh of warm breath
The glow of deep soft lamplight and the
Caress of fresh clean sheets.
You tangle yourself up in me.
Our fingers twirl playfully, our heartbeats
In rhythm. Ba doom, ba doom.
I feel a trickle of uncomfortable sweat down my clavicle, but the thereness outweighs my overheating body.
Sunday 16th August 2020 11:28 am
At dinner for a start,
I ate a very fresh coconut.
Fearing my stomach upset
Ate a nice vinaigrette,
Then I ate a cake,
My mother baked.
To prevent constipation,
And for good digestion,
Rare sort of cheese I ate.
I ate a banana for a bet.
And to avoid the gases,
I ate some hens with lettuce.
To have a very deep sleep
I ate a very cheap sheep.
Wednesday 19th December 2018 6:06 pm
Do you ever lie there at night,
With memories running through your mind
of times gone by, to come, to never be?
I heard meditation lets you slow these down,
See all of them at once or not at all,
To just be there - thoughts floating through your mind
like tiny boats sailing the wind in a breeze,
Peacefully gliding through your consciousness
Like a kite rippl...
Friday 12th October 2018 11:17 am
Thursday 2nd October 2014 6:27 pm