Saturday, 26 July 2014
No Where to Run
I cry and cry
but no one hears
no one even takes
notice of our tears
A silence falls
all day long
our bodies are weak
while they feel strong
Born into disaster
families torn and divided by war
how long more
just how far
Little children lay awake
afraid to close their eyes
not knowing of what tomorrow brings
soldiers in masks
covering their disguise
Orphaned
Punished
torn
worn out
divided
afraid for the children
yet to be born
Grown men and women digging
loved ones from the ground
while others place more
beneath the missile rubble
others yet to be found
No where to run
no where to hide
tears and fears
are their reality
for the rest of their lives
Sunday, 20 July 2014
Mystery
How can I evoke your mind
How can I make you see
What was always there for you
Was also there for me
Something in the way you stir
Strikes something inside me
Like a bolt of lightening
Like a storm way out at sea
Crashing of the waves
Pulling and pushing fast
With an inhale of deep breaths
A legacy that lasts
Surrounded by such wonder
Impressions of what could be
A tale yet to be told
A mystery to unfold
How can I make you see
What was always there for you
Was also there for me
Something in the way you stir
Strikes something inside me
Like a bolt of lightening
Like a storm way out at sea
Crashing of the waves
Pulling and pushing fast
With an inhale of deep breaths
A legacy that lasts
Surrounded by such wonder
Impressions of what could be
A tale yet to be told
A mystery to unfold
Thursday, 19 June 2014
Inspired
Switching on the box
with nothing else to do
no remote control to help us
we hadn't got a clue
Waiting for the weekend
for our favourites
to come on
hardly able to contain ourselves
wanting to have some fun
With a story to unfold
right before our eyes
musical entertainment
dancing and surprise
we would learn to copy and sing
the songs of those days
putting on our shows
in a field of sun rays
swimming in the rivers
jaws came alive before our eyes
with the mischievous boys
with their playful enterprise
Then came us singing
as we swam up to them
catch me i'm falling
dirty dancing
Your the one that I want
some were really not
scary hours we spent
popcorn in the pot
Movies of yesterday
once came alive
not only on our big screens
but through our teenage lives
Memories are etched
in our minds of our young selves
the characters we played out
helped us express who we were
stories of someone else
Sunday, 24 November 2013
Satin Sheets
Following her into the room, he wondered. Where does she go
when I’m not with her? What goes through her mind? She turned on her heel and
smiled at him. Her loving smile reassured his once running mind. She is more
beautiful than a summer’s day. Her skin is so fair and soft. Her hair dark like the night sky. Her touch like soft cotton. Her stare wondered into him. Her eyes would
travel every inch of his body. It was lovely but he couldn't understand why he
loved her stare so much. It was intense but exciting.
As she brushed her hair over her shoulder to unzip her
dress, he couldn't help but stare at her beauty. Wanting to touch her in that
instance. As he went over and offered to
help her struggling finger tips, she seemed to be managing it all on her own.
But this confused him. Would she ever need him as much as he seemed to need
her. Would she want him in the same breath as her.
There she stood in front of the mirror , she was glancing
back at him knowing he was taking in all she was doing. His thirst for her was
all she could consume in those few minutes.
She then turned and politely asked for his help. But he looked like a
vulnerable puppy at her. What can I do to help? I cannot undo this clasp. It
held all that was sacred to her together. He was delighted at her wanting him
to get closer. Let me help with that. Her smile curved the corners of her face.
Her heart was gently moving from a gentle beat to a skipping happiness.
His hands felt cold to the touch this made the curve of her
spine move slightly. ‘I’m sorry did I hurt you? ‘ No she replied your hands are
cold. She turned around and took his hands in hers. Blew gently with her breath
on his fingers. Rubbing them then in a brushing manner to warm his blood. This
took him off guard. No woman had ever bothered to do such a thing before. His
confused look into her eyes as both of their eyes stuck to one another like
glue. They were almost hooked on the other person.
They stood in that very spot as his now warm hands took her
fallen curls away from her face. She loved what was happening but didn't want
him to see how she felt inside. He moved his hand down along her neck line. His
fingers then wondered over her shoulder.
Her body seemed to do things all on it’s own. She closed her eyes
enjoying this experience. Her lips pouting in response to his gentle
touch. He then turned her back around
and undone her clasp. She was confused now. All the touching and caressing had
stopped. In a way she wanted it but in another she didn't. He moved his hand over the area where the
clasp had been fixed. His finger tips
moving in between the marks it left on her back. With each touch she wanted more and more. She
could feel the warmth of his body coming over to hers. By now both of his hands
were working there way around her body as his breath blew down her naked back.
With one hand holding her hair up and the other gently moving along her back
she was in his cell now. A prisoner of lust she felt in that very moment.
All that covered her now was the thin lace over her lower
body. It was barely there. Her heels still on her feet which made him want her
more than ever. As he stroked her back she held his hand on her hip and then
the other hand on her other hip. Moving her flowing curves around his skin she wanted
to tease and please all in the same fowl swoop.
He knew she was excepting his gestures and he wanted to her to take
control too. As she did his face lit up
even more. She had given him permission to want her. He had given her what she
needed. Someone to want more to than devour her instantly. He wanted to get to
know her very being. His lips opened up
as if he was about to kiss her. He spoke you are so beautiful. Do you know how
you make me feel? No she replied, how do I make you feel with a soft gentle
smile. You make me feel something I have never felt before. Tell me , tell me
how I make you feel. I can not explain it in words. There is something about
you. A mystery something that no other possesses. I need you tonight. She loved he wanted her so
much. He took her by the hand and showed her the way. She followed each one of
his footsteps with curiosity. He took
her to the satin sheets and lay her down gently. He then turned to close the
door as he walked forward to do so she whispered in a soft voice. What happens
now? You tell me my dear.
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
In My Arms
There they are
those shooting pains
pushing and pulling
like horses reins
those shooting pains
pushing and pulling
like horses reins
Fast and furious
galloping away on me
please make the pain stop
i’m really not ready
galloping away on me
please make the pain stop
i’m really not ready
Oh no i shout out
please get me there
i’m so scared and vulnerable
my friends they haven’t got a care
please get me there
i’m so scared and vulnerable
my friends they haven’t got a care
Off go the sirens
they finally have arrived
i clasp the nurses hand
she wipes my forehead
with a cloth
like a sweatband
they finally have arrived
i clasp the nurses hand
she wipes my forehead
with a cloth
like a sweatband
Breath in and out
are her words to me
what would you know
please leave me be
are her words to me
what would you know
please leave me be
Barely in the door
no time to ignore
you have arrived
my beautiful baby boy
no time to ignore
you have arrived
my beautiful baby boy
With eyes looking up
your skin so soft and fair
your head full of thick
dark brown hair
your skin so soft and fair
your head full of thick
dark brown hair
I know from this day forward
my life would never be the same
as i sat watching you graduate
these thoughts
i did contemplate
my life would never be the same
as i sat watching you graduate
these thoughts
i did contemplate
My handsome son
i’m proud
you have never let me down
your beautiful big smile
you never ever frowned
i’m proud
you have never let me down
your beautiful big smile
you never ever frowned
Now your a grown man
i know that your okay
the day that you were born
you took my heart away
i know that your okay
the day that you were born
you took my heart away
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Memories
Moving forward
stepping back
do not want to
fall between the cracks
stepping back
do not want to
fall between the cracks
Hands over eyes
afraid to see
where you are now
you could be me
afraid to see
where you are now
you could be me
Like a fairy tale
life is just handed over
wanting to find
that four leaf clover
life is just handed over
wanting to find
that four leaf clover
A bed of roses is not where you are
a time gone by to fast
wishing i could unwind
the past
a time gone by to fast
wishing i could unwind
the past
Wonders of what
wonders of who you
could of
been
wonders of who you
could of
been
Rivers that run fast
a lonely tear
a lonely tear
A heart that hangs heavy
in each cavity of our souls
the memories of yesterday
are the stories that are told
in each cavity of our souls
the memories of yesterday
are the stories that are told
Distance is something we all take for granted
no stairs to meet you
no way to touch your hand
a place to go and speak to you
we lay thoughts and tears
instead of flowers sprayed
no stairs to meet you
no way to touch your hand
a place to go and speak to you
we lay thoughts and tears
instead of flowers sprayed
Wednesday, 6 November 2013
Driven to Distraction
As the fast metal body
pushed it’s way through the night
fast was the pace
almost like something in a race
pushed it’s way through the night
fast was the pace
almost like something in a race
Driven with order
everything in it’s place
knowing one fowl move
could bring it all to a halt
everything in it’s place
knowing one fowl move
could bring it all to a halt
Noise and whispers
filled the air
tiredness and hunger
filled his lonely despair
filled the air
tiredness and hunger
filled his lonely despair
Thundering rolling wheels
gripped the tar of the freed
shuffling of movement
tired worn souls
gripped the tar of the freed
shuffling of movement
tired worn souls
Each one running and rushing
to fulfill their own goals
Fast is the pace
this is nothing like a race
fatigue driven
enclosed space
to fulfill their own goals
Fast is the pace
this is nothing like a race
fatigue driven
enclosed space
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