My heart belongs to one

I till the fields to keep my family fed.The soil is not my right,but a gift to me.If I handle it with care,crops every year it rewards me.I am a working manand when my day is done,the warmth of my familyfills the place I call home.Every morning I seethe wonders of the rising sunand as…

from prying eyes and angry voicesand in there we want to stay.We make ourselves an islandimpenetrable to allexcept the lonely feelingsthat pinch us everyday.4 August 2010

sinking it miles beneath the seato languish for centuries in myth and mystery.Then emerged a mysterious womanI found floundering near the shore.She said her name was Leahand claimed she was from a landthat sunk centuries agoby the gods deep beneath the sea.As the days progressed from the time,I found herthis is the story she related…

As I stared at it, I wonderedof what journeys it had been on.How far had it gone,and if it had seensome interesting places on its travels around?That old tyre discarded on the ground.When I think of the travelswe make in our car each day,I bet that old tyre would have a lot to say.However, it…

the leaves have turned to red and beigeupon the coming of autumn’s rage,but after the long dark nightthe woodlands will be a blanket of whitewith snow, soft as feathersthat fall from birds in fields of heather.With the snow comes a soft windto shift and blendthen sparkle as diamonds in the sununtil another day is done.Date…

Her angelic face smiledas she surveyed her wonderland.Her time had come againas it did once a yearto cleanse the world white,making it seem brightunder the pale moon.She surveyed her kingdomand with the sweep of her hand,she watched as the snowflakes fell again.The smile on her virginal facegrew in its proportionsas the winter winds blew their…