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Poem: Take my hand, lets leap

27 Friday Mar 2015

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am writing, cretive writing, inspirartion, poem, poet, Poetry, romance, romantic, sweet

Search and ye shall find! At least that’s been the case. Found another poem I don’t believe I’ve posted on the blog gathering dust in the ‘Note’ app on my phone. I must have written this early last year when I was pretty much spouting on average 3 poetry a day on here. Don’t know how this one slipped through the cracks. So here it is, for those who are romantically inclined but hate to admit it. From me, to you. Share it around.

I also wouldn’t mind you share around a link to my short film anyone can watch for free on YouTube. The short horror, ‘The Circle’. http://youtu.be/OidYnl2p-_A

So here is that poem I was supposed to let you in on. This is…

Take My Hand, Lets Leap

I will offer you my hand

as we walk down this road in life

through storming weather and scorching sunshine

through our search and beaconed light

whether you will love me, whether not

I dare not leave and travel alone

I care not for lonely ponders

I offer you my hand

and walk beside you in delighted peace

seeing a smile upon your weary face

fear not, don’t despair

You have my hand, take it

and lets take a leap

with each other for company

down a road new and novel

down a path

together

for we are walking

each other

to that place

a place unknown

a place

simple.

Take my hand – and we walk together, love,

through the fog that lifts slowly

and we will one day upon the gates heavenly.

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Poem: Unwilling goodbye

15 Friday Nov 2013

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Book, character, emotion, genre, new, novel, Poetry, question, romance, story

Another love is not for me do you not see the turmoil, the tears the hesitant glances. This life has …

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Poem: Miss-Understood

12 Saturday Oct 2013

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comedy, datin, embarrasment, misunderstanding, poem, Poetry, romance, story in poetry

She rushed onto the street her eyes gazing over her watch on wrist, frequently and almost, from the moment she …

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Poem: Hardest goodbye

04 Friday Oct 2013

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cute, inspired, loce, lovable, poems, Poetry, quote, quotetastic, romance, saying

Day perfect a day blessed, such is the way I want it to stay for you hopefully your most favorite …

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Poem: The Wait

21 Saturday Sep 2013

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healing, love, patience, poem, Poetry, recovery, rekindling, romance, series, story within a poem, the wait

She woke with butterfly
tumbling aflutter inside
what was to many just another day,
for Fay, it was weighted
her very self, her love depended on it
– ever since the accident
ever since then
she had hidden the ugly scarring
and the ugliness
mending her broken heart, and body
unable to mend her memory
or drive her imagination away
– she would have been 5 months old today
but it was just the car hitting a bystander
her body dragged across concrete
it was a life lost
– a life unknown to the world yet
but a world she meant to her and Mike.
Months it had been
but the rawness stayed, deepening
and at arms length she held
the one left in her world
the one who made it bearable despite her silence.
For months she’d kept him waiting
turning from his touch
but tonight he was returning after work away
and tonight she was going to change
step back into her past self
be a loving wife
though scared outside
but ready to heal inside.
So she spent the day
making dinner plans and lingerie
chilled bottle of champagne
and into the tub she went.

Somewhere in the house the phone rang
and Fay ignored it,
She had hours till he landed home.

In eagerness she dolled up,
and waited, as Mike had no doubt done
waiting for her to come around
what was a few hours compared
and minute by minute
clock ticked well into the night…

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Slightly lost and looking at my own feet

21 Saturday Sep 2013

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blog, blogging, Book, confession, diary, direction, goals, growth, inspiration, literature, love, novel, photography, romance, self-motivation

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I think the title says it all to be honest, and I’m tempted to leave this post at that level …

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Serial Poem: Kate the Cupid (Final)

17 Tuesday Sep 2013

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dating, end of series, fresh, friendship, Kate the Cupid, love, love conquers, new, poem, Poetry, romance, romantic, series, triangle

He stared at the screen at the ‘pay now’ button taunting and in one breath pressed pay then print. Matthew …

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Serial Poem: Kate the Cupid (5)

16 Monday Sep 2013

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dating, friendship, love, modern day Romeo and Juliet, poem, Poetry, romance, series, story in a poem, triangle

In the morning, dark and gloomy Kate slid out, her feet touching cold wood she marched on heavy feet to …

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Serial Poem: Kate the Cupid (4)

14 Saturday Sep 2013

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comedy, Cupid, dating, fresh, friendship, fun, Kate the Cupid, love, love triangle, poet, Poetry, romance, series, story within poetry

(I’m having so much writing this series of poems on poor old Kate. Here is Part 4 for those who …

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Serial Poem: Kate the Cupid (3)

13 Friday Sep 2013

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Kate stumbled out of the taxi to gaze upon the facade of her old childhood home and sighed she had …

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