I get an incredible buzz from writing poetry, prose, monologues, sketches and short stories. I have just recently begun posting musings on Helium. I'm based at the centre of the cosmos..Bolton of course! I just love the written word, how it unlocks who we are, who we might appear to be and of course who we would love to be!
U This is not a bed, this is an alter The place where my alter ego was born Wrapped and rapt in your love These are not walls They are silent witnesses at this chapel of love Where a heart ached with joy And peace was forever discovered and held tight These are not sheets They are the robes of a goddess Discarded in the throes of love Drenched with passion Writhing in a red heap on the floor This was not an encounter It is the very stuff we are born for The wellspring of passion An offering of pure love Pore into me When I entered the room The light was off And you were on The bulb was dead You just shone Radiant Within the filament The firmament Flickering flame Of your heart Surrounded by words Of pure art You fold me Onto the bed Lying there Laying in wait I enfold you Not knowing What to do Simply hold you Adore you Absorb you Bore into you Enter every pore Of you Become you The core you Just to pour you Into me
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Chemical Skies, Dyes and Dies (12/01/2014)
Buried Birds (04/01/2011)
Buried Birds (30/12/2010)
The way you walk (15/12/2010)
Snow place to cone (20/02/2010)
Midges in my head (11/02/2010)
You gave me flowers.. (11/02/2010)
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