Poetry Blogs (observing)
So many nights I have rested beneath the unnerved sky,
plucking the strings of a lyre.
Sacrificed made decisions to be free-spirited.
I'm living the life of a Bohemian
comforted by desires and serenity
just like a canvas invites paint to a dance.
Red wine spices my tongue
feeling the essence as I swallow.
Wiping the discoloured effect from my lips.
Strewn grass caresses my feet
Sunday 26th July 2020 7:51 pm
from her silky long hair,
a fine, structured bridge: her collarbone.
of fine, pert breasts
and erect nipples.
Caressing nude skin.
A delicate, seductive, touch.
Sunday 26th July 2020 6:43 pm
a haphazard weaving
of unclear intention
the drone of annoyance
the beating of
full spectrum wings
of attempt after attempt
to get through the glass
of the window
and reach the free domain
of the out there
Tuesday 19th May 2020 4:07 pm
searching for the songbird who serenades me as I rest.
Weary, but full of wonder,
as the gulls circle and soar further into the sun drenched blue sky above me.
Tiny flickers of colour flit past,
darting from one treetop to another,
while plump wood pigeons sway on slender branches,
and ducks dive bomb the trees,
Thursday 21st September 2017 2:46 pm