Thursday 30 June 2011


you thought she was a demon
but she was an angel in disguise
didn't you see it in her eyes
she showed you your soul
she made you feel whole
didn't you see it in her eyes
why did you retreat
into her darkness
when she showed you
the light
the fire in your heart
why did you retreat
into her darkness
afraid of her passion
you said she was poison
afraid of her loving
you said she was lethal
her kisses laced with venom
numbed your dumb tongue
her whispers toxic vapour
suppressed your words
with your last breath
why do you curse her
when she showed you
the light
why did you retreat
into her darkness
© Rose

Tuesday 28 June 2011

Is Love?

is love but the weft
of lust woven across the
warp of desire
© Rose

Monday 27 June 2011

Saturday 25 June 2011

Moon Fragments

craters on the moon
the sandman scatters moon dust
a desert of dreams

i search for my soul
but find only illusions
fragments of my dreams

© Rose

Friday 24 June 2011

Black and White

black and white
veritable opposites
without sades of grey
or hues of colour
bleeding through
© Rose

Wednesday 22 June 2011


strumming your guitar
your words bring tears to my eyes
plucking at my dreams
© Rose

Monday 20 June 2011


gentle as a sigh
born on the lips of lovers
carried on the wind
© Rose

Tuesday 14 June 2011


Through cosmos windows
in the unbounded expanse
in which all matter exists
or does not exist
Psyche traces
the orbital paths
of lovers
Two lost souls
on parallel planes
who may never unite
Mirrored images
not yet conceived
Psyche draws
them into dreams
depicting Love's
concentric spheres
Subliminal messages
not yet perceived
by their conscious minds
Until one day
when purely by chance
their eyes should meet

                                                                         © Rose

Saturday 11 June 2011

Squirrel Pie

Had a good chuckle at these two chaps! Squirrel was stealing crows food stash and
Magpie wanted in on the action it looked as though squirrel was instructing magpie to
look out for crow but something else was attracting his attention. Wonder what it was:)

Wednesday 8 June 2011

Monday 6 June 2011


There's a place
in my heart
that cannot
hurt anymore

in my heart
where colour
runs red

I try to colour
the lines
I'm blinded
by the past

The past
never changes
I'll hang onto it
a little longer
painting by

to colour
the lines
painting love
blood red
© Rose

Saturday 4 June 2011

Wild Flowers

so wild
so free
in the fields
under the stars
and the moon
and the sun
wild flowers
vibrant colour
and sweet scent
in the wind
© Rose