THIS HALLOWEEN
This Halloween is set to churn
the hollow souls in hell that burn
Weather worn and wicked wash
masked hidden evil lush
Senseless sizzle of witchy air
as mixing spells are made to scare
Tricksters plot in grime and grott
as they knock on doors and take their lot
Spirits dance in shadows
seeking to improve their perpetual plight
on this October All Hallows night.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Monday, 19 October 2009
Poem of The Week
Love Pump
I am the vein that serves your heart
pumping blood to every part
I am the guardian of you soul
guiding as you full fill your role
I am the source of your creation
feeding your mind with inspiration
Lay down with me in shadow and
we shall truly be cocooned in ecstasy.
I am the vein that serves your heart
pumping blood to every part
I am the guardian of you soul
guiding as you full fill your role
I am the source of your creation
feeding your mind with inspiration
Lay down with me in shadow and
we shall truly be cocooned in ecstasy.
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Poem of the Week
EARLY WINTER
Sh... the faint wind blows the leaves
back and forth along the breeze.
Night so dark and echo strewn
blitzed with light of the silvery moon
Winter night in Autumn time
shows no mercy on those who's plight
leaves them desolate
unable to fight.
Sh... the faint wind blows the leaves
back and forth along the breeze.
Night so dark and echo strewn
blitzed with light of the silvery moon
Winter night in Autumn time
shows no mercy on those who's plight
leaves them desolate
unable to fight.
Saturday, 12 September 2009
Poem of The Week
INNER SPARKLE
Don't grab the first light you see
Let it flicker
And if it flickers and never glows dim
It is the light that sparkles from within.
Don't grab the first light you see
Let it flicker
And if it flickers and never glows dim
It is the light that sparkles from within.
Monday, 7 September 2009
Poem of the week
AQUAINTANCES
They come and they go
friend and foe.
Many people you will meet
in work and play
but time will wash away the good times
and hide away the bad.
But when you lose your memories it
surely makes you sad.
"I'll keep in touch"
is the cry
but daily deeds dictate
that such an intended promise will soon evaporate
So when you wonder
where and what was the fate of that forgotten mate
just call them and remember
Tommorrow is to late.
They come and they go
friend and foe.
Many people you will meet
in work and play
but time will wash away the good times
and hide away the bad.
But when you lose your memories it
surely makes you sad.
"I'll keep in touch"
is the cry
but daily deeds dictate
that such an intended promise will soon evaporate
So when you wonder
where and what was the fate of that forgotten mate
just call them and remember
Tommorrow is to late.
Sunday, 30 August 2009
Poem of the Week
The Snake
Snake in the grass
Snake in the tree
What you would give to have legs like me.
You slither and slide along the deck,
You'd love to see further with a long stout neck.
"Hiss" is your call it warns of your presence
You don't really care whether you scare or deter.
Snake in the grass
Snake in the tree
If you'd not tempted Eve just think where you might now be !
Snake in the grass
Snake in the tree
What you would give to have legs like me.
You slither and slide along the deck,
You'd love to see further with a long stout neck.
"Hiss" is your call it warns of your presence
You don't really care whether you scare or deter.
Snake in the grass
Snake in the tree
If you'd not tempted Eve just think where you might now be !
Monday, 17 August 2009
Poem of the Week
Red Light
Lady of the night
I see your clothes so tight
beneath the glowing light
you offer your delights
Lady of the night
I see your clothes so tight
beneath the glowing light
you offer your delights
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