Honor: 13 [ Give / Take ]
8 entries this month
Pad freeflow …
14:55 Sep 28 2008
Times Read: 882
Leg crooked, the base of a foot,
the girl with the pony-tail holds
the rail I sit upon; as I write in
haste, so as not to waste, the time
I have, as I wait for my train.
Aural dissection
14:48 Sep 28 2008
Times Read: 883
Listening carefully to her inflected
drawl, he pictures her laugh, as once
again, he pronounces a word, that’s
pleasing to her ear; and he can’t help
but grin himself, as he sees her response.
And, though is known to take umbrage
at a perceived slight; the fellow actively
enjoys this aural dissection, so finally
goes to bed with a fixed smile.
A Perfect Moment
14:14 Sep 25 2008
Times Read: 887
Behind you I stand, as the sunset
sinks to a fiery glow in the far
horizon; my hands upon your hips,
the curves of your body moulded
‘gainst mine, as I savour the smell
of your flesh, the skin I want to
traverse with an enquiring touch:
and I kiss the nape of your neck,
hearing you sigh, with pleasure.
Quiet Chaos …
14:35 Sep 23 2008
Times Read: 893
Adrenalin pumped as he dwelt on
all that had happened, frustration
mounting in his breast.
Having been pressed, into making
a choice, there was much to consider,
before he could give into thoughts
that rattle around, inside his head.
Events had led him to a point, where
a change had to be sought, then made.
A new breed, indeed ...
23:42 Sep 22 2008
Times Read: 897
Combat trousers and tee-shirt with sandals
on my bare feet, I am what I am, a new
man, pushing a pram.
I don’t go to the match, the clubs, or the pub.
But, I do sit in and can talk of the soaps: as
I am what I am, a new man, pushing a pram.
Musing On A Bruising
23:29 Sep 21 2008
Times Read: 898
When friends show their true nature
with actions impure, it does to recall
that they weren’t friends at all; and
consign them where they belong;
that drawer in the back of your mind,
marked, ‘Do Not Open:’ if to yourself,
you want to be kind.
.. a higher presence, than man.13:26 Sep 04 2008
Times Read: 928
As that wonderful half-light filled the early evening sky, I stood beneath the eaves at the back, as a light rain fell.
Then I went to the bottom of the garden to look back and up, toward the rain, the swept up and over, in a long full coloured arc: and in that moment, I felt, there just had to be a higher presence than man, just had to be.
colour in mind13:25 Sep 01 2008
Times Read: 935
She’s on my mind
a lot of the time
and I find myself
thinking in rhyme.
‘Coz, she turns a
grey world, into
one with colour;
and it overwhelms.
Leaving me, just a
little bit confused;
with her in mind
and thoughts so kind.
So I sit down before
a screen; and writing
of the bliss, of the
thoughts of her kiss.
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