Last Night

Last night
you whispered,
I want you.
Your eyes,
passionate,
consumed me.
Your moist lips,
denying me
reprieve,
burned me.
Your touch
teased sighs
from my
yielding body.
Last night
I dreamed
of you.
© Rose

Going Walk About

Going walk about with Kanga and Roo:)  Some more wonderful snaps from the Safari Park at Woburn! This was at the Australian Walk About - what an experience!

There's Nothing Like....

There's Nothing Like... A Hug.. To make you feel all fuzzy inside! I was so moved by this little scene as it played out before my lens. I was photographing the sad little penguin when the other two waddled up and gave him a hug! Now isn't that sweet?

 

There's Nothing Like ......Eating Alfresco... 

until the food gets fresh!

The Butterfly

Does she whisper
endearments
to the blushing blooms
as her velvet wings brush,
intimately touching, colours
of lilac and celadon?
Dancing cheek to cheek
does she make promises
she knows she won't keep?
And while sipping nectar
from willing calices
with honeyed tongue
do her lips kiss and caress
the alluring blossoms?
Or is it just the wind,
the gentle wisp of wind,
under her painted wings?
© Rose

The Rose

each thorn a heartache
until every petal falls
each dewdrop a tear
© Rose

Innocence

Naive and childlike
Innocence slumbers
Without duplicity
Without illusion
Without disguise
Innocence sleeps
Behind the charade
Of smoke and mirrors
Sans guile or deception
Innocence lies dormant
Artless
Without the perception
Of light and shade
To confuse and
To complicate
Innocence slumbers
Amidst memories
© Rose
This was written after reading the wonderful piece of prose "Childhood" written by Ygraine at Poems & Perceptions at  ygrainebarrow.blogspot.com

Crossing Over

The day darkeners sing
Prayer beads click-click
A rhythmic requiem
in harmonic cadence
Gathering the gloom

On the ancient spirit shelf
Waning candles splutter
Shadows dither and waver
fragile fragments of the past
seeking refuge in the dark

Roused by the waxing moon
The Silent Knowing sighs
It is time for the crossing
The ultimate passage
To the river of heaven
© Rose

Ashes to Ashes..

In the wake of dreams
The wind sings it's mournful song
to the full moon
veiled in it's dark mantle.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

The dismal dawn
rains grey upon the day
an apathetic sun
buries itself deeper in the sky
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

In sleep you draw me close
it feels like coming home
A smile away from tears
and I bury  all my fears
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

I dream of angels falling
falling from the sky
In wakeful dreams I ask, why
You had to play the wild card
letting love come between us
I bury myself in your warmth
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

A smile away
from tears veiling
unseeing eyes
I dream of angels
falling
falling
from the sky
© Rose