Tag Archives: France

Solitude and the sea

Love was lost,
heart destroyed,
soul abandoned,
emotions left to rot,
Dot to dot,
million years solitude
tears filling ocean
emptying emotions
far way at distance
at heart insistence
I see some hope
ship that sailed
eras before,
with my soul in store
on the horizon door
there to disappear again
bleak consciousness regain
its hold on self
leap to jump
ready to dump
all optimism in the deep blue
despair glue and calm quiet sea
will remain, and here I be

Sinners and saints

Desires ignored,
deeds no match
throw away wine
Holy water to fetch
Repent, promises
is there a catch
Just no logical
Observable or fathomable
guarantee, that
Heaven will be there
Angels will care
Dames will share
Love, kindness
Such is this
sexist promise
Some sinners
Trying destiny
Admiring mutiny
Go for the kill
The whole hog
Still, yes, still,
Desires unfulfilled
Misunderstood guilt
Palaces built
Demolished, rebuilt
No satisfaction
In each situation
Just live and die,
Only God knows why…

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Ocean

Heart opens, million tears drop
a vast ocean is born
engulfing deep sorrows,
drowning them deep,
feeding ruthlessness piranhas
letting joy dolphins to play jump,
Take a line, catch happiness
Kiss mermaids, rest dear heart
which has been taken apart
bruised, battered, too many times,
clock chimes, hour of tranquility
has arrived, after waiting for centuries

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Post Cards from Paris

Pure pleasure
to see that utter beauty
of structure, ambience
energy, city made of gold
ancients and old
forewarned, attraction exceeds
what you hear and read
be careful, a dame may lead
you astray

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Three cry babies – Paris post cards III

Apologies to all, these three images were crying why they were not included so relented, some photos are such cry babies 🙂 happy now 🙂
These babies are called – 1. where are my colours, where are my colours – make up wasted
2. I am not drunk the building is just leaning on me
3. Why so far, did I say something?

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Paris – postcards II

City of wonder

Fashion thunder

Love’s blunder

Heart pillages

Soul plunders

French antics

Continental tactics

Kisses and kisses

Smiling riling misses

Here I am again

To see and feel vous

Walking without clue

Who I may encounter

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