A Mother's Prayer |
If I should screamand start to shoutPlease keep my babesfrom finding outAnd if I find ithard to copeProtect the youngand give them hopeFor when this motherhides awayPlease give them lovingevery dayBut...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 17:13:00 GMT |
To Endure - Inspired by the music of IWO |
Every night she knocks on his windowEvery night she scratches his doorFinding the morning with crumpled bedFinding the morning with blossom of redStaring at empty, wet prints on the floor.Taking the b...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 08:59:00 GMT |
Say Nothing - (Inspired by 'my friend' *Laura*) |
If there is nothing to saySay nothingIf there is nothing to doDo nothingIf there is no-one to loveGo look in the mirror. Charles Antony
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 04:02:00 GMT |
April Fool |
Some people call me a winkerIt must be becauseI wink a lot at people"Alright Mate"Often, I am called a countThough I am totally obliviousto my noble lineageAnd when they call me a bustardIt must be so...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 22:19:00 GMT |
Wake Me Gentle |
Wake me gentle in the SpringFor I have dreamed the darkest nightBut rouse me when the cuckoos singTo bathe in joy of bursting lightHow I shall dance on golden headsAnd skip along the woodland wayAs gr...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 08:09:00 GMT |
Thousands |
The light from a thousand starsis shining down on youThe warmth from a thousand smilesis washing over youThe beat from a thousand heartsis singing now with youAnd the strength from a thousand soulsis ...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Mar 2009 11:03:00 GMT |
Kissed By Snow |
Inspired by the music - Parkhouse Hill by Bob Dickinson I remember a timenot long agoWhen we climbed the hillnow kissed by snowOnwards and upwardswe did goSlipping and slidingand kissed by snowThe onl...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 09:32:00 GMT |
Valentine |
O to steal a kiss from tender lipsthat echo words so pureAnd dream the dream of sweet desirethat lovers must endureHow cherished are these tangled thoughtsthat want to touch your faceAs pounding drum ...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Feb 2009 02:43:00 GMT |
Feelings |
Words that can't be spokenSounds that can't be heardSpells that can't be brokenAbove the written wordTears that can't be criedSongs that can't be sungA feeling deep insideA sweetness on the tongueA fi...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 05:06:00 GMT |
The Last Waltz-Inspired by the music of Anna Stereopoulou |
I am the tightnessof brand new shoesI am the colourand which to chooseI am the new dressbought in a saleI am the tearsof a broken nailI am the ribbonsthat flap in the breezeI am the smileso eager to p...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 13:09:00 GMT |
