a visit from the past along the quay

waking in a pleasant mood

she prepares her day with a smile

happy memories from days gone by

pass before yet to waken mind

looking forward to tuscan food

with questions and stories wild

oh how the time does fly

of things to which we're blind

passing down the motorway

sunlit for only several hours

as time passes into the grey

trees given up their foliage

arriving at the ancient busy quay

in light but blustery showers

bustling shops along the waterway

entering under the covered bridge

she sees a bright and happy face

from her distant carefree past

looking back is the reason why

their happiness is very pleasing

memories plenty of time and place

dart back and forth clear and fast

laughing drinking smiling and a sigh

an old comfort zone of good feelings

but now they part to different dates

down the motorway to the routine

good times will stay in the soul

for another time to be recalled

the sun goes down as it gets late

back to the tasks done in between

and the cottage does she stroll

to the life and home she installed

my thoughts begin to falter

driving over the water
the sun reflecting
like a bright orange ball
my thoughts begin to falter
thoughts of being rejected
by a woman behind a shawl

dolphins skip across the river
ripples in the flaming image
a happy family bobbing home
my skin starts to quiver
with the need to engage
my heart's need to roam

there is no one calling
across the azure sky
with similar desparation
of a soul that is crawling
with the same need as i
to crave that twisted elation

cross back the border expanse
the flame quenched in the sea
darkness in all dimensions
longing for intense romance
but never to returns me
an open heartfelt invitation

Playful dolphins

OK guys. Let me know what you think. i'm not sure its finished.


She is taken to a beach across the hot dusty land
Away from her troubles and problems at hand

Under a tree she undresses to wade in the sea
Her slender body gently strides right past me

Unaware of my gaping and dazed gaze
She notices something off in the haze

Arcing up and down off in the distance
Something pointy pokes up at a glance

She smiles and remembers why she came
To get away from the painful mental game

It's the bobbing up of the dorsal fins
From the playful bounces of the dolphins

She wades waist deep in the warm and wet
wishing she could stay and until we met

she has watched him from afar
sipping umbrella drinks at the bar

wondering what he thought of her
and offering her great pleasure

wanting to runaway to stay
just to relax and to play

she twirls a cherry with her tongue
dreaming of songs to be sung

a strong wave rushes over her head
waking her from thoughts of her bed

startled she noticed what has come in
but the wake of a playful dolphin

this is all my writings so far. i hope i haven't left any behind from the other 2 sites. i have one in the works written today. maybe monday i'll post it if i think its finished. :-)

For you on this Valentine’s Day,

For you on this Valentine’s Day,

strokes of blue, white and red beyond the trees
are followed by sparkles on a blank black canvas
tree shadows whisper from the passing breeze
images as comforting yet strong as you pass

the blur and clamor of smaller versions of our love
do tighten the knots of shared tension and fray
no comparison to why it is you i think the world of
and unconditionally give you my love on this day

two cherries on one stem

in the dimness of a candlelight
the restless spirits in the night
nothing beyond or between them
come together like two cherries on one stem

steam rises from the intensity
desire's uncontrolled propensity
of passion unleashed with abandon
they grope for anything to place a hand on

reaching feeling touching
breaching kneeling clutching

their sweat laced bodies glisten in the dim light
as they work to fulfill their delight
over and over they as they try to get it right
as their bodies lift spin toss into flight

feeling the sweet rush of flow from their bodies
and the climatic saturation of which it embodies
they slide back and forth recoiling to reach deeper
hot wet kisses shared tongue twisting to reap her

sliding quivering arching
gliding delivering searching

striving for perfect rapture
desparately they try to recapture
searching in the other to complete
that unshaking feeling only to repeat

they lay collapsed next to each other
soon thinking if there will be another
session of intimacy removed from solitary
of the juicy nourishing bite of the cherry

toes in the sand

barely are there waves lapping on the beach
her toes slightly dug into the sand
the waves up to her ankles reach
she turns the page with her hand

her long legs stretch out from the mat
her book makes her drift away
while on her back she lays flat
made easy by the drinks on the tray

she daydreams of a the image of a man
slowly walking up the beach towards her
to distract her from the issues of her grand plan
her lips glistens from the dribbling liqour

the book drops quietly to the burning ground
as he kneels down beside her touching her thigh
he bends to kiss her but startles and looks around
the cabana boy serving drinks to satisfy

a quick look in his eyes as she fends off her hunger
nodding si for more libations to melt her frozen heart
she knows that she can run but is not getting younger
in this master plan of God's longing to relinquish the part

crying, sighing
moaning, groaning
growling, howling
alone atoning

she doesn't know what to do or where to go
so she lays back down with another drink
stretching her long legs digging shells with a toe
no problems for the moment so why bother think

she drifts back to her safe place
as he tosses back his long black hair
she stiffens a little as he looks into her face
and he slides his hand up her skin so fair

he places a hand behind her and lifts
she curls her toes in the sand
they intensify their long hot kiss
if only this were her original plan

she gives into to her long lonely desires
he slips off her coverup and swimsuit
her body glistens as she perspires
not noticing as her clothes permute

the bodies bake in the summer sun
as their tongues intertwine
her hat falls to the ground
as the chills run down her spine

she undresses her mystery soulmate
when he stands up straddling her form
inside the cabana, then he closes the shade
she heart pounds faster feeling rather warm

laying down beside his sweet pleasure
kissing her on her ear lobes and neck
running a finger along the sacred treasure
enticing the swelling button with soft flecks

she squirms as he slides down her wet shape
and spreads her wings at his hungry look
he tastes the sweetness as it runs down her scape
she moans and twitches and knocks over her book

upon getting his fill he pulls himself up
his fingers massage the swollen flesh
she flows like an overfilled cup
inserting a thick rough finger into a thresh

she screams with delight and joy
as he slides in his soldier at attention
arching her back as he begins to employ
they move together in absolute perfection

heat from their bodies could turn sand to glass
as they peak in the actions at the same time
they collapse together as time slow passes
smiling at each other as he starts to climb

the crash of a wave on her waist then
washes away the puddle she had made
as she wakes to find the tide had come in
while dreaming on her body that she played

forgotten are her troubles from afar
with a new one created in this distant land
wondering who saw her hand in the cookie jar
her toes curled up in the sand