Reminisce (Remove filter)
To old, too young
One by one, it seems
Our joy from childhood dreams
quickly falls away.
Until the day
None of those dreams remain.
The red balloons
We let loose to fly
Those floating memories of our youth
Passing by, high in the sky
Our childhood days
Sometimes, misguided ways
They made us cry.
The laughter we had then
Beyond recapture
We will never live aga...
Wednesday 7th September 2022 11:27 am
A Ghost Of Christmas Past
Granda's slouched
In his fave comfy chair
A Christmas cracker party hat
Hides his four strands of hair
His wife always said:
'Get the buggers cut!'
But he wasn't quite ready
To be a total baldy nut!
He wishes she was here now
Nagging at full pelt:
'If ye eat or drink one more thing,
yer gonna burst your belt!'
And Sophie's eyes sparkle
L...
Friday 11th December 2020 2:22 pm
Pinning Hearts
You are what I wanted so much but couldn’t have
What I had to let go of no matter how scared I felt about losing
You crawled up on my pavements
And grew on my walls stirring me up
Deciphered my moods and thoughts with your beautiful brain
Spoke to the inner me of your intentions
I miss the invisible force between us
I cherish those little moments
How simple your words were ...
Monday 8th June 2020 1:46 am
Preservation
rhyme this with everything I am
bit of everything I have
rhyme this to make it livable again
at another needed moment, from the corner of my head.
squeeze this into another view
or lay it out, spread on by you
or anyway that translates bliss
to blissless stormful blanks
that look for it parched, helpless
without thanks
Tuesday 16th July 2019 3:55 pm
My Love
Let's take a moment to reminisce.
Look into my eyes and speak the words you have within,
Express yourself to your deepest core,
Speak until you feel you have no more words...
Let me know how you feel.
My heart skips a beat,
Before it begins a rhythmic dance,
As I gaze into your eyes,
Into your soul,
With so much love it aches.
I am home whenever I am with ...
Thursday 25th April 2019 10:10 pm
Lilacs
Between the last customer
and morning light
in the parking lot of the Korean Gentleman's Club,
he picks lilacs for me.
Standing high against a warehouse wall,
these always bloom early, and
he goes annually, covertly, in the still dark,
unsure of welcome by the
Korean Gentlemen.
He fills the car.
I imagine that damp, spring-scented ride home,
his fantasy of be...
Wednesday 27th March 2019 11:39 pm
A Sea Poem
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