Danced on the small waves
A hiss of rolling stones broke the silence
As waves invaded and retreated on the shore
They walked oblivious to it all
The silent whispers from their eyes
Told the age old story
As they strolled beneath the heavens
With its millions of eyes
No voices broke the stillness
Of their evening bliss
The smiles etched on their faces
Only spoke of a stolen kiss
a pretty maiden there beside mewatching the sparkling wavesturned golden by the sun.What future dreams I hadof a life together as oneI cannot tell.Time has robbed me of that memory,all I know is if I had a dreamit was tarnished without repair.Our lives together would never beour worlds we would never share,for as the summer…
as she beckoned to meto come to her open armsand live within themfor all eternity.16 June 2008
a couple of days ago.To get out of the windhe backed behinda Hawthorn bushand got a thornstuck up him bum.Now cigarettes all carrya public health warningstating they are bad for your health,but I think there shouldbe another warning sayingit also bad for your bum.23 January 2008
that dance in the wind.Flags of many nations,if were united as onewould bring peaceto every beleaguered land.When we realisewe can be proud of our flagand respect someone else’s one.Only then, the seeds of peacewill start to be sown,and the world will cravewars no more.24 May 2008
Death is forming soul, and his raptures be.I can no longer comfort you,in this hour of your need.Death has taken you too far from me.A stone husk is all that’s left.No warmth there within your breast,no heart beating to keep you warm.Nothing but a cold piece of flesh.Stiff you become, as the hours grow long.Your…
I would have politely smiledand nodded yes,and not believed a word of it.I remember onceattending a poetry readingand calmly getting upand declaring I was not a poet,and then wondered why everyone laughed.They must have realised somethingI did not knowthat in fact, I was a poet,of course, that was a long time ago,and much watershave crossed…
