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Beating heart

                                                         a
                                       Heart.                      Heart
                                    Is beating.                Is beating
                                  Sending hope and    promises.....
                                     pumping    ideals and   ideas
                                       reducing  life's  stresses.
                                          ready to look for love
                                             to accept to take..
                                                   for always..
                                                      xxxxxx.


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Natures Forest

Around the base of the tree the banks of bluebells flower
Tall and straight but weak of stem, beautifying the forest
Cultivated by nature, leaves for compost, untouched by hand

The flowers are admired by all, gathered by children’s hand
To crush out the perfume from within the flower
Pressed into a book a reminder of the fairy tale forest

Forever in your memory the waving ocean of blue forest
A canvas brought to life by James D Preston hand*
Though missing the perfume of this beautiful small blue flower

Flowers of the Forest natures canvas in your Hand

* http://duffieldartgallery.co.uk/gallery/home/james-preston/?oo=41627715
                                                                                            a link to the painting.


17/02/2013
Form Tritinia


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Together at last

They are laughing like naughty children calling out
As they run through the sweet smelling heather
Watching for a gnarled tree trunk to sit and rest about

Looking up into the sky they're wondering whether
The clouds will break and fine rain will fall
Nothing could  mar this moment of joy of being together

They sit close arms entwined shining eyes showing all
The love they have kept hidden all this while
Life has been tough apart as they waited for this  call

No more do they need a watch, time is no longer a trial
Together for always, kisses exchanged, love songs sung
Touching her sweet smelling hair he whispers with a smile

The years have not aged us as we waited for this moment we are forever young


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I lay my head

I lay my head  upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures  fertile plain

A dream, a carousel  of  tears  and  pain
With bobbing horses making  a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head 

Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness  must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above 
Praying each night, please bring me love 
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head


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Dreams

Lie in a bath of foaming suds to dream
Thinking that I am in your arms again

Can feel your heart beating next to mine
Sinewy legs, round my body entwined

Hot kisses up and down my spine
Whispers of undying love divine

Such dreams so sensual refresh you as true
But I wake up and find I’m not with you.

Dreams so deep do release your pain
Only to feel them begin to ache again


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My Bed The Synathroesmic Cat

oh lovely bed, dishevelled bed, 
warm and cosy snuggle bed
too nice to get out of bed
too big for one it should be shared

crisp clean sheets, to curl the toes bed,
pack of pillows for my head.
duvet to wrap around me, bed
wish you served meals, need to be fed.

coffee and toast make it a special bed
crumbs to lie on, isn’t good it’s said
best you throw me out, get a shower,
oh bed, can I sneak back in an hour, 

my bed I love you.

Penned 11th April 2013


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Lekker contest

L ooking good she thinks, looking slim
E yeing the glow that's coming from within 
K nowing that all eyes will be upon her
K neeling at the altar will be LEKKER
E very person will have eyes that stream
R econstructed legs has allowed this dream

D oesn't know when pain will ease
R emarked on the baskets of doves for release
E yes now misted over Tad must be my guide
A t the stroke of 12 ,my husband will be at my side
M aking me for sure the happiest bride


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Nudge Nudge Wink Wink

They sit in the long grass
Cuddled up to smooch
She smiles at him sweetly’ saying
You can look but not touch

He looks so dejected 
That’s not what he wants
He is hungry inside
His breath comes in short pants

He tries to coax her
With a nibble on her ear
But she’s having none of it
He’s going without, I fear.

Bet your minds are a quiver
Nudge  nudge  wink  wink
But it’s only the sandwiches
He’s after 
                I Think???


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haiku and questionku contest

LOVES TEARS

love is in the air
clouds like billowing hearts...
lightening hits target


LOVE CALLS

noise of loud thunder
drowning out all reasoning....
body answers call

LOVES NEEDS FULFILLED

loves seed planted
well watered will grow....
Is wedding ring needed?


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Lest we forget

I want to forget the headlines
Or stated by the news team
Another soldier shot dead
Makes me want to scream

The family must  be distraught
With it blasted  on the news
Do the news editors ever give a thought
Of how this is shattering to the nerves

I am not saying that we shouldn't know
But not in such a dramatic way
As though the government worries
About a single life so far away

The bodies are flown home
People line the streets in respect
Everytime a plane has landed
The people of Wootten Bassett*

I would like to forget these scenes
But if I let it happen
I wouldn't be any better 
Than our government  who allows 
these girls and boys
To return home in a coffin


* Wootten Bassett. Is the small town and the route that the cars take from the plane to wherever they are heading.
Each and every coffin is given this respect no matter what time of day or night it arrives.


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