Whispers No More

Silence was all around
nothing moving, not a sound
shadows fall upon the walls
squawking birds
she does not hear their calls

Knocking and hammering
on the door
bell ringing out
whispers no more

Footsteps, movement
might as well be like feathers
no response
no flicker
hands over her eyes
heart is in disguise

Footsteps come closer
tap on her shoulder
masked he once was
now he is her supporter

Touching the lamp
that lay dormant and still
doorbell rings out
light begins to full fill

She gestures her father
to greet him with thanks
not knowing her partner
was trying all the time

To connect
to contact
the sound it could not reach
but the light it did
what nothing else could
her heart it made beat

Swept Away

Tumbling tortured footsteps
steeped in age and will
He was her forever after
she was his safety pill

Swallowing breathless air
images no one could compare
pulled together by time
mountains they would have to climb

Waltzing to the song
that first brought them together
scent of her perfume
her body as light as a feather 

As a breath drew close
eyes fixed on one another
hands held tight
her last fight

Tears fell down
on her lifeless cheek
a man once strong
now on his knees weak

They were once inseparable
united as one
her body gave up
her spirit lived on

Frozen

Sudden glimpse of shadows
days that once stood still
memories of those moments
sending shivers, giving chills

Waking up to nothing
walls that slowly move in
voices showing anger
frustration no will

As eyes that are worn
and tired
push away night into day
he was a vulnerable pray
not wanting anyone to stay

Curled into foetal position
twisting back and forward
voices there once again
feeling like a coward

Shimmering light it glimmers
washing away the decay
finally a tunnel of hope
now no feeling
no tightness of the rope

Stretched arms out
legs in position
Taking deep breaths
no opposition

Smiling at last
encounters of the past
hardship is gone
knowing he belongs

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

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

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

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.