Monday, 16 September 2019

Far Away

I am probably not from here and I am trying to get home.

Far Away   -   11 Sep 19

I have to go
To a far dawn
Dreaming a world
Far away
I hear the sea
Caressing the shore

Another world awaits me.


Sunday, 15 September 2019


Love snares and captures in Lovely ways.

Captivating   -   10 Sep 19

Gossamer threads
Wrapped with Love
Captivating Hearts

A little poem with the slightest hint of the surreal.


Saturday, 14 September 2019

Weaving Words

Creation in many ways.

Weaving Words    -   09 Sep 19

Preparing to build the tapestry
Colours forming in my mind
I see the shapes I need
To form the landscape
Of my dream
Words have to be drawn out
Weaving them in my thoughts
Threads of the infinite

Drawn, painted, woven, create the real world in which you want to live.


Friday, 13 September 2019

Wind Song

I listen to the song.

Wind Song   -   08 Sep 19

You are the song
The wind sings for me
As I slumber awaiting sleep
I hear the words
Carried on the breath
Of the windsong
Held in my dream
I hear you
The song

You are my favourite song.


Thursday, 12 September 2019

Talking To Myself

Sometimes the only way to get a proper response.

Talking To Myself   -   07 Sep 19

Events conspire
Open a conversation
With only one speaker
A monologue
Speaking with the
Thousands of mes
Who listen when I am
Talking to myself

All the versions of me that are listening.


Wednesday, 11 September 2019

Conversation In The Night

Light in darkness.

Conversation In The Night   -   06 Sep 19

In the winds of night
Words shared
Between Lovers
Touching without touching
Words reaching
Deep inside kissing Soul
Feeling the Love

Kissing in every sense.


Tuesday, 10 September 2019

Falling [Acrostic]

I Love playing with words.

Falling [Acrostic]    -   05 Sep 19

From the depths of crimson
Autumn flames
Lighting the day
Lending colour to the world
Investment in the beauty
No sound as the leaves drift
Ground welcomes them

A slight Japanese feel to the offering today.


Monday, 9 September 2019

White Night

Inspired by something my special person said.  I expanded upon it a little and am now publishing it here.

White Night   -   04 Sep 19

Thunder in the distance
I can hear the wind blowing
Carrying your voice to me
With whispers of Love
Through the white night
Filled with beautiful dreams

I hope you enjoy the feeling that this poem engenders.


Sunday, 8 September 2019


Awareness of the special person and what she means to me.

Intimate    -   03 Sep 19

Nobody else knows
About the little
Intimate moments
Which are shared
In private

We know them
Because they are ours

Private secret moments.


Saturday, 7 September 2019

Private Touches

The special secrets.

Private Touches   -   02 Sep 19

Secret intimate Loving contacts
The private touches
Which keep passion lit
Through the darkness
Shared only between Lovers

Pleasures in the night.