Living Is Poetry

Jazz Bar~ Smoothe Jazz Strong Feelings Dancing Sweet Rhythm Touch silken Warm skin Rich beauty Radiating Age old Love songs Sum up New emotions Love advances Take chances Step together Step back Discover your Hearts desire Swirl round Truth found Wait now Learn how Fingertips Swinging hips Our tune Starts soon....

Holiday Romance~ First Night~ They Meet... Her brown- eyed beauty, His angel-smile, He sits beside her leaning forward, Fairylights twinkle as music mingles, in the bar that Friday night. A vibrant flower with petals crimson, reaches over to share their moment, His lips brush hers, Their warmth surrounds them, Guarding against the evening chill. Bats encircle as shadows dance, her skin like velvet, their fingertips touching. His voice is gentle and yet he is strong, Energy flows like oceans between them. Backwards and forwards, So new and refreshing, They drink in this moment, He holds her awhile, Her brown-eyed, beauty, His angel smile. The Next Meeting~ They listen to some music, playing on the CD, "Especially for you and me." he says as he drives along. 'Baby, baby, baby' Feelings filter through her... " Do you know, I think I love you?" Clouds collect above them, Far on the horizon, Separate rain-storms crashing...

To Create A Potion~ Part I To create a magical life, take a fantasy that appeals to you, mix in a fairytale or three.... The potion, it will start to fizz, Colours vivid, Perfume sweet. Next you add a pinch of joy, Fires burn, Excitement mounts... Simmer slowly, Season to taste. Part II Real life, Chapped lips, Precious moments, Leisure trips. Wild success, Back flips, Creaky legs, Broad hips. Before this recipe's complete, Add some struggle, aching feet, When Fantasy and Reality meet. Combined they add a different touch, producing  those flavours we love so much.

Hippies~ In our dreams we fly to the moon, Sprinkle the sky with shimmering stars, Kiss the North Pole, Swim in a pool, crystal clear, magnificent, cool. Stand on a platform, looking out to sea, We swim with the fishes and love to be free. We sit on the moon, our feet dangling down, Admiring this country, loving that town. When you want adventure, take hold of my hand, that way we'll discover a new secret land where all is peaceful. Beauty surrounds with fantastic visions, exquisite sounds. We are together, We hold the key, Our ears really hear, Our eyes really see. We know life is simple, lovely and pure, When we're together there's much to explore. Each precious thing we know off by heart, Love keeps us together when we are apart.

Butterfly Memories~ The mist so cool, The air is still, We watched you settle on a flower, so delicate, a silver- blue, Sucking nectar, deep within.... Petals unfolded silently, The flower it smiled up to the sky. The petals brushed the tiny wings of the exquisite butterfly. Pollen dusted its legs and wings, soon to be carried far away, We watched that very precious thing, on that dark and cloudy day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later as the sky turns dark, thousands of stars they sparkle down, I look to them and think of you, imagine what you are doing now. Once we were standing side by side, barefoot on a sandy shore, water lapping at our feet, yet I know we are no more.

Hope~ And yet- There you are, You grasp my hand, Hold me close, Dry my tears and dream with me. You sooths my fears, Your lust for life, Your outlook rare.... I seek and find you- Everywhere.