That first touch..
As your body drifts across to meet mine.
Silken smooth skin
slides electric shockwaves as our bodies melt and mold,
sighs of contentment as our bodies hold
on to each other as if it is the first
time ever our skin has touched,
untainted by the tide of time
or spoiled by familiarity.
Each time
is the one time.
Each time
is the […]

Dreaming
I dream
Yet, what is a dream?
It is a want
A wish
A desire
And all too often
It becomes so real
That it is difficult
To determine
The truthful horizon
From where this ends
And the dream begins.
And although I see
A distant ship
Strong and dark
Against the sky and sea,
I cannot be sure
If it belongs
To my dream
Or my reality,
For it all too quickly
Disappears from view
And […]

Last week whilst I had an actual migraine, I wrote that poem about what I was experiencing at the time.
A good few years ago, before I started having migraines on a regular basis, I wrote another poem about how it felt to have a migraine, but this time it was after the event, when the […]

flashing lights and thumping head
laying prostrate on my bed
stomach churning
too much light
eyeballs burning
sunlight bright
red hot pokers through my brain
any movement – searing pain
slashing razors
lava flows
skull constricts
as pressure grows
waves of nausea
pull me down
pained expression
furrowed frown
dancing blobs of coloured sight
eyelids closed but still they fight
flashing head and thumping lights
migraine days and migraine nights

A child sits
alone.
The sun shines yellow in a tranquil blue sky.
She reaches for the butterfly
that flutters past her head.
She idly fingers a shining silver casket,
smoothe, indented, cool,
her fingers, sliding deftly under the rim,
the lid flicks open.
Free.
Millions of rainbow bubbles
fragile
delicate
floating up.
Up into the shafts of golden light.
Reflections.
Her face is sad.
A bubble gently floats down.
It sits upon […]

Thank you everyone who took the time and trouble to comment and indulge my “little game”. I was very interested by your responses. I hope you won’t be dissapointed at the “real” story!!
This poem is called
“Fly with Me” and it was written when I was 18 years old.
A brief bit of background […]

Ed is up to his eyes with work at the moment so if things are a little slow around here, you will know why.
Sometimes life just gets in the way doesn’t it?
So I have a little teaser, a little challenge for you. No nothing onerous or too mind numbing.
I thought I would share this […]

Unfortunately Freya has taken a hiatus - the blogosphere will be the poorer without her.
But I thought I would make a post to keep up her tradition of Cock Blogging Wednesday. So Freya, if you are out there somewhere, this is for you.
And in the best traditions of Freya’s recent Cock Blogging Wednesday entries this […]

Doogooder’s Baby shower idea for SN’s new baby reminded me of a similar thing we did some years ago for a friend.
They named their baby Arwen (yeah, poor child!) and invited a group of friends to give something that they could keep for her when she was older. Something that didn’t cost any money (other […]

OK. So it does not do well to dwell on the past, but the door that Ed opened in his last post has brought back some long forgotten memories – or more accurately, long buried memories.
One thing that Ed mentioned in his relationship with Ellen was the fact that they were always breaking up […]

morning
alone in bed
naked
footsteps on stairs
you come in bearing cups of tea
dressing gown divested
nightdress lifted over head
my eyes revel in your nakedness
slide into bed
explosion of skin on skin
hands wander
cup squeeze stroke
tiny grenades planted in my skin
explode
finger parting cunt lips
feeling wetness
parting
slightly
teasing
round and round clit
round and round
muscles tight
breathing quick
two fingers slide
ineluctably inside
in and out
cunt walls grip
in and out
in […]

In the past it was always a universal truth that the girl in school that all the boys would lust after would have a not-so-popular friend.
Phillip Larkin described it like this:
Wild Oats
About twenty years ago
Two girls came in where I worked -
A bosomy English rose
And her friend in specs I could talk to.
Faces in […]

Sue sent this email to me today:
I have not told you for a few days…
I love you
And I replied:
And I haven’t told you either how very much I love you.
And she:
But you have shown it to me in everything you do
The cups of tea in the morning.
Getting up with the children so that I can […]

now&then
isithere
andthink
profound
thoughts

funnyhow
somehowi
cannever
remember
them….
5 Comments:
I like.
(and congrats about your Dad!)
Celtic Frog: Thursday, January 27, 2005 1:22:00 AM
metoo.
youtoo?
Jay Loves Kitti: Thursday, January 27, 2005 3:17:16 AM
I just had a profound thought. Opps, lost it. Now WHERE did it go. What was I saying. Oh, I was writing. To whom? Rosie
Anonymous: Thursday, January 27, 2005 4:00:25 AM
once again. i am […]

In shades
of grey
I colour
your sky
with tints
of blue
I paint
your eye
in washes
of colour
I see
you wind
around the
canvas
of
my mind
8 Comments:
very nice Sue…
StuckForNow: Tuesday, January 25, 2005 5:38:33 AM
Thank You Stuck
Sue: Tuesday, January 25, 2005 9:45:16 AM
That was very lovely, Sue.
Kat: Tuesday, January 25, 2005 3:27:49 PM
Oh lovely!
The Lioness: Tuesday, January 25, 2005 3:55:17 PM
Thank you Kat.
Thank you Lioness.
It […]