Wednesday, June 21, 2017

If I Told You

How would you feel 
if I told you I loved you
Would you wrap 
your arms around me 
...and whisper...'me too'

Would you love me tonight
taking your time 
Falling in love with me

will we make it through time
hand in hand 
lips locked in time,

Monday, March 27, 2017

Counting Stars

I watched the waves come to shore
Like snow blown on the breath of an angel
My children ran to and fro
Trying hard to catch the receding flotsam
My smile broadened in my heart
My mind sang a tune of love
His arms around me held me tight
As we watched the stars break through the night

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Inspired by the movie - Hemingway & Gellhorn 
with Nicole Kidman and Clive Owen
....loved the movie.

Paths We Walk
Life has a strange way of taking us on rides we may better off be, never getting on. We hear the thunder and yet we stride the distance untold, searching for a footing, when we should heed the bolt of lightening. Why do we boldly march forward into a garden of wilderness, tangled weeds and uprooted flowers whence we can all but cover in the midst of a fairyland... instead we chose the garden we must water with unbridled passion, intoxicating senses filled with tremors ...only to cling to the wines of secrets. Is it the war inside us that seeks the river valley or is it the saint in us that looks towards a greener pastor forbidden. Can we not love the roses? Must we pull at the weeds. And yet the voice in my head says Yes! We must. Must discover the intricately woven stray strands blowing in the breeze in order to find the world within us. For only when we find that pattern do we find our muse. Only then do we...Live, Love, Surrender. It is at this point in time that we are Complete.

Saturday, January 7, 2017

I didn't know I was starving

Didn't realise I had a thirst to quench

Till I tasted salt like honey

Like nectar to butterfly I leapt

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Twinkling lights 
Purple skies
Smile on my face 
You on my mind

Written on a page 
Living in a dream
Words upon words 
What's in-between

Friday, December 30, 2016

I bite my lip, read through
my seem to hold
each letter now sold, tied in...
a passion expressed, untold

Your touch ever present
in each word, of every line
my heart is open as we stand
this beckoning test of time

Past not present, future a,
swirling we
walk entwined in an ecstasy
two souls in mind, to keep