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Poetry

Aflame

#inotherwords #aflame

A heart of fire
Image: Gloria Williams from Pixabay

That wasn’t dinner that’s burning away

Truth is you had me at – “Hello”

Tomorrow they say is another day, so

Tonight we’ll dance to the light of the moon and let

Tomorrow’s arrival take its time

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Poetry

Blush (V3)

In response to the Colour your world challenge

Something caught you

unawares

red tinge around your cheeks

perhaps you weren’t expecting it

rosy complexion brought to your face

its not embarrassment –

somethings just made your heartbeat

elevate that little bit quicker

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Poetry

Forever

Image prompt c/o Pinterest – anyone want to lay claim to the image let me know and i’ll credit you on here – thanks!

Link: https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/forever-2/

They said they’d be friends for ever

as they watched the magical sight

a merger of magical colour

bringing colour to the night

but then – a terrible happening

hit them both stone dead

as a flying piece of asteroid

hit them both as they planned to be wed

but as night fell after the morning

the two lovebirds returned to the spot

and continued to go there each night time

long after family and friends had forgot

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Poetry

Looking : A Found Poem

#Love #Romance #Poetry

Salford 14th January 2019

another found poem by me via Spike Milligans Box 18

I’ve stopped looking for that diamond

that brightens up my day

the beauty of your eyes

still capture me in the evening light

as we pass each other by

and memories of walking through the daisy patch

still return – fresh in the mind

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Growing up Life Poetry Romance Romantic

Charlie

Who am I, life’s Charlie Brown ?

For she catches my eye, and I’ve fallen down

Tongue tied with her beauty, so close at hand

Even though the words in the head I’d planned

a wonderful sight, with a beautiful mind

sometimes she’s harsh, but on the whole she is kind

Catching me out with those dark brown eyes

Occasional glances catch me by surprise

Heart rising by a beat when she’s so near

No more than friends, to me that is clear

Talking shop on the backyard, sharing an occasional smile

With the girl with the red hair, I want to stay awhile

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Poetry

Dancing on the moon

#octpowrimo

From out of relative darkness

Comes brightness

Was it the moment of clarity

Brought about by the smile of Luna

Or that single moment

When you smiled, at the simple fact

I couldn’t live without you

For now I’m skipping and hopping

Out on the stars

Because of three simple words

Whispered softly in my ear

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Poetry

Plasticine

#octpowrimo #acrostic #people #life

Salford 14th October 2018

People

Look quite solid, when we are born

As we grow up, things change

Shaped by our elders, our teachers, our friends

Then formed by experience

In time, a degree of fluidity comes into play

Creativity, expression, emotion and love

Inscribed onto our characters and

New relationships…creating new

Experiences

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Life Memories Poetry Schooldays

Dancing on Air

#octpowrimo

Salford , 10th October 2018

I don’t remember exactly

When my clumbersome feet

Felt lighter than a feather

Perhaps it was walking across fields of flowers

Or watching the squirrels In the local park,

Rolling around in the mounds of freshly cut grass

Or maybe, it was the taste of strawberries in winter,

Hiding away in a little fruit tartlet

Or at most, the moment at that high school dance

Where the girl I had an eye on gave me half a chance

Moments now scattered in the mind, here and there

Moments I was literally dancing on air

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Poetry

Moments of madness

#octpowrimo #obsession #love #madness

Was it the time we first met

That you settled your image in my head

Captivated by those eyes like jewels

And the engaging scent of a summer morning in winter

Your voice is everywhere…even in the silence

And my head turns round, to even the slightest image of you

Could you call it obsession ?

I’d call it possession

For everywhere I look

You’re there

You’ve taken my heart, without need of a knife

And somehow become a part of my life

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Poetry

The letters that were never sent

#octpowrimo

the old writing desk sits

in a sea of vellum , vitriol, and heartfelt tears

words carved by a sharp mind

and even sharper quill

now piled in a heap in the corner

edited highlights travel down the glass cables

but true intention hides away

under the weight of an empty glass