The wizards potion
Stir stir bubble and boil Churn churn in loves sweet toil This maidens lure is one smooth lotion She'll never resist this seductive potion Sprinkle exotic herbs and she's bound to squeal Add a few strange grapes and she'll surely kneel O,
Romance Games
I am writing a book, based on my personal research about people, men and women, who deceive others and the reasons behind their lies, entitled "Romance This". These people just need their own site and each other to play with!
What I Don't Know I Knew
I was visitng with Aristotle...in my mind...you know his famous quote "The more you know, the more you know you don't know.” And I just wanted to be silly with that thought and pen a little craziness! If you think about it...it is true though!
Ode to Online Dating
Just penning some thoughts about this "reality", the phenomena we call "online dating", what is it really? Something to ponder!
The Widow's Draw
I am really a widow, I lost my husband in 2004. If I would have known that waiting all this time for the experience of "online dating" and all the "widowers" that have contacted me..I think I would have just, I don't know, visited bars more often! I cannot imagine how many women have died and left their men all alone!!!! Not.
Private Email
I need to "calm down"...lol..the word warrior in me is on a bit of a war path...HELP!
Changing Course
I needed to write about not writing about the players...and I feel better now. My Dad had that Irish wit...and used to tell me "consider the source"....enough said! Peace everyone!!
Castle coffee
Anybody want a sip of this coffee? Come on now don't be shy. Lol
Stars
This poem was writen by my beautiful daughter, Merari. When she gave it to me, we decided to collaborate on it, so I added some to the verses. She is also a beautiful poet and getting better as she gets older and wiser.
Into the Night
This is my sweet daughter Meriwether, the baby. It's short she was 12 when she wrote it..now 23 and about to be married..times trudges on!
When We Meet
My vision of meeting that special one for the first time.
The Long Kiss
Just musing about a real long kiss!
Where for Art Thou Ragdolls
I was challenged and had to rise up and meet it!
Smiles
I wrote this for my friend today, but it's for everyone who needs to feel the power of a smile no matter where you are, no matter how many miles!
Coffee and Poetry
Reposting this as I have collaborated with an English Prof in CA and this version is worth posting again! Here's to all the coffee drinkers!
Love for You
More thoughts of love!
Being Irish in America
Thinking about my heritage and how I wish I were in the UK! Ireland, Scotland...England (it's complicated) . . .that's where my heart is! So many poets here from my ancestors home! It makes me feel warm!
Garlic is for Lovers
If you know some of my work, I'm pretty much crazy! Enjoy!
Writing Visions
Reading all the awesome poetry here from such talented poets just sparked me to write about writing visions which poets do! All the visions I read, see and feel here are truly a gift!
Breaking Vamp
My husband drank himself to death. My21 year old daughter"(eyes that watched deer and squirrel run"died of liver cancer. I keep it out of my days or could not exist. All is kept in mind as it was except now it has frozen in the ground. There is no turning back. steaks that held all in place now stabs my heart.
Love Inside Out
Love first comes from within. Love is an integration and a inner relationship that comes from our core being. When we feel love inside out, its an eternal magnetic energy that will attract all infinite possibilities to us.
moments by the Sea
The reason for the poem speaks for itself
The Hat
A mother at her time of loss of a child And a man who took delight inknowing the boy he knew by her look something was amis. When he did notysee the by he knew.
Amish slaughter
I was just wondering if justifyable reasons sanction War, something we all haate
Empowered drama kings (lol)
Once upon a time I used to snivel I'd even swivel with a snivel But the mayor of Snivelsville called a town meeting 'Hark unto me O thou snivelers of Snivelsville.' 'Cast thy snot rags to the wind..' 'Let not thy drama torn hairy chest
Poets and Coffee
I have collaborated with an English Prof in CA to rewrite this so I wanted to repost, this version is cleaned up and more focused now, Thanks to Proffessor Cortez! (Substitute "tea" for "coffee"..they both contain legal substances of caffeine!)
Tomfoolery
Saturday funnery.
Now Ad Then
This was for my friend Gordon..Shrop Lad, a fine poet who writes of the land he loves so much, Dhropshire, Uk Shrop Lad 9the Wizzard of Shropshire For my friend "Shrop Lad . The hills and Glens of Shropshire weep when he cannot walk the landd he so loves Which is not often 0 Shrop=Lsd a fine poet and close friend
The Soul At Dusk
I thought of the soul on its expiation date Is it content to seek the rewars it has coming or does itmake a last ditch effort to try and rectify what it has done wrong?
The return of Self
Waiting for the return of self
Lonliness
"Lonliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty" ~Mother Teresa~
Enigma
A mystery.
The Garden King
A man I knew
Body talk
You never know if its a swish or a swash If its a twirl or a swirl A hippy move or a seductive grove Is it a naughty look or a closed book Her big toe balancing her red highheel Or a teasing test to see how you feel A flip of the hair in
Close to You
Something new!
Lockless and the Delilah maidens
Seventy maidens from CS castle broke through enemy lines They slew the guards of the sleeping monarch.. They took the kings spoils with all his golden treasures They took Philistine spears and shields They took the latest Pyramid high heels
A Woman
This is contemplation I know very well! I wanted to balance A Man with A Woman. I hope I achieved that!
Into" Battle without a Clan"
Iam trying something new. A set of poems done in Prose style of a small series. Each poem continues the previous poem. Total of no more than 4poems sometimes 3. Poem #1.. "Into Battle without a clan". Part 1 ' m)
1, 2 of Into battle without a clan..
second chapt. prose poem Into battle with no cl2
Light Workers
I have found on this one small part of the world wide web, a multitude of exceptional light workers like me. This is how we connect and express ourselves in a world that misunderstands true love. This is dedicated to you all. I love you all, our spirits always know the truth.
Lonely Night
I don't have any words right now, it's late, I have had too much to drink and this is how I feel.
Kiss me in autumn
When leaves disrobe their summer garb And slip into autumn lace Remember I'm just a whirlwind away Your pallette of love I'll taste.