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Silk Sensations (Bilingual)

Eyes courting, catching, coveting, Probing, piercing, a tender treasured rose. Singing, twinkling, tingling, emotions. Like dancing bouncing brimming champagne. Fragile, firm, formed. Inviting, alluring, implying, like the glittering glowing glaze on fine formed porcelain. Soothed, satisfied, shimmering, as if smooth … Continue reading

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My Darling Daddy

This months marks the eighth anniversary of my father’s death.  Still much missed, but in remembrance the small  poem I wrote for his funeral. The composition in itself brought me peace. The gift of poetry. My Darling Daddy Who are … Continue reading

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I Want to See Your Voice / Quiero Ver tu Voz.

I would like to See your voice, Hear your eyes, Feel your smile, Drink your words, Paint your spirit. Caress myself with your soul, Walk inside your mind, And above all I’d love to Dance to the rhythm of the … Continue reading

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The Instinct of Intuition (bilingual)

This poem is the longest work I’ve ever  had in draft. I began it in 2002/03 when I was coming to terms with trusting my intuition. I am sure like many others, we would be rich if we had followed … Continue reading

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A Fower’s Feelings (bilingual)

I am a bold flower without boldness. Whose petals lose their colour, missing the ruby dew. The leaves weak, missing the brilliant blue caress. The sad stem needing pampering from its golden compass. The dry roots in barren land, lacking … Continue reading

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Delicious Deluge

Unexpected delicious, The magical moment. A seahorse key of recollection, Waves of memories, a cascade of loving. Caressing and pampering The memories, feelings, Butterflies again, and again Dancing the tango In the soul of the heart And in the spirit … Continue reading

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Spain – The meaning of Mañana

First Mañanas After agreeing to pick me up at ten o’clock, the last words Ricardo said to me was ‘hasta mañana.’ He grinned. In my innocence, I thought I understood, being one of the words Spanish has given to the … Continue reading

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