Button thoughts…
. . Hear my button thoughts… Gathered and knitted thoughtfully, For your own pleasure.
Tag: poem
Again…
Don’t speak, Close your eyes, Remember, At least try… Ghost fingers running Down the nap of your neck. Did it tickle you Or did it make the whole thing go to wreck? Ships sail, Not knowing where they’re going The sea is always uncertain And I’m just waiting to be falling, Again…
Pandora…
Barefooted, open handed… Hungry like never before! Plucking dreams right from the clouds. Wearing hopes, desires and so much more, knitted by angels’ dancing fingers… Fragile veil, wrapped around your ivory shoulders. You roam like the thunder. You flow like the river. You are Nature’s Child And Nature’s Ruler! Beware that who would be…… Continue reading Pandora…
The path home…
Furry paws do know The safest path leading home Through bluest of snow
No thanks!
I could… I know you’d like it. Thoughts flying like knives, words hitting like a whip! You’re so self-centered, craving attention good or bad… Feeding your ego’s just not my bag! Keep dancing your cheap whining ballet, I won’t knit your name in an angry sonnet. Wishing you nothing but the best, dare you…… Continue reading No thanks!
There was a man…
There was a man called Kevin, Who was quite keen on writing. His poems tickled my heart, And made me want to praise his fine art, But I paled miserably, while trying! Little wink at Kevin, from newauthoronline 😉
Thoughts of you…
A handful of words thrown in the air, carelessly… What difference do we make, what difference, really? Words, thoughts, warily sealed. Words bottled and tossed to the sea… The thoughts of you… The thoughts of me…
Wading About
Wading about the shallow gentle seas, testing the waters of her conviction The winds changed suddenly, unexpectedly as the tides of her desire took me by storm drowning me in the flood of her emotions I clung to the driftwood the vestiges of my senses being washed ashore on her undulating beaches, curved forms painting…… Continue reading Wading About
How could…
How could I say what that made you smile, and laugh at most anything, I said with no effort at all How could it be you know someone like me than what I know self in no time at all How could you know that I’d fallen in love whole head and…… Continue reading How could…
Envy…
Sometimes, It was just about the sunset. How the light danced on your nose And the shadows stretched on you cheeks. I was jealous. Envious of the dusk Of the last rays of the day Of the darkness crawling on your skin And I would wait, Patiently, To begrudge the next dawn’s…… Continue reading Envy…
Cyranny's Cove 