Pages of Yesterday

My private thoughts, odes and bits of inspiration. I hope you take the time and enjoy reading them.

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

Botticelli's girl

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Last night I heard a whisper at my window- a small child a little girl, or so I thought the night-still my window ajar to let in the...

Identity

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Like a drop of water I wait patiently sometimes though, patience has a way of getting away but time prevails- one drop into two drops into ...

Winds bring change

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Winds bring change tides come in waves crash to the shore- all those things lost- found resurrected- given new life if only was simple love...

Maidens of the sea

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Days are long though the nights are longer the gap is wide sea distances the memories and debris floats to shore and all the while the sand...

Judgement day

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Better to judge on the morning sky when sleepy eyes and meek-the sun dances- shy seductress behind a grey veil Better to judge on the morni...

I dance...

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I dance to the beat of a different drum I dance to the music no one else can hear I dance to the melody playing in my head and no one can i...
Saturday, 7 January 2012

Pages of Yesterday: Rising sun

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Pages of Yesterday: Rising sun
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