Poems

I am not a poet, really I'm not.

Thief with the key

The numbness of days that passed With no expectation left Save that it too should pass

A Winter's Tale

this is not Shakespeare............so be gentle sweet knights

Adult Education

The writing is on the wall But I can’t seem to read it.

Cold faced bitch

Not a happy ending

Confession

an english love affair

Cuckoo

Loves labours lost
Cherry

Naked

Naked makes it simple. In the darkness, you see.

Venus square Neptune

Love's bittersweet delusions and illusions

On waking

A perfect fit, your body and mine.
Cherry

My Mother

What my mother means to me. I hope she never reads this.

Serendipity

Serendipity: the finding of valuable things not sought for
Cherry

Midwinter

It may be the New Year but The old one still has me in its grasp