Love in The Mist

Love in the mist,

A secret kiss,

The passion of desire,

Bewitched by a ragged Lady,

A fairy's spell,

The secret wish cast in a the well,

For a magical enchantment,

True love to grow,

Banishing the devil in the bush,

To pastures new,

 

Bumblebee

A busy day bumbling away,

Buzzing here and there in a gardeners plot,

Colour of yellow and black displayed on a fuzzy back,

Bombing from flower to flower and back,

A gardeners friend to help things come along,

 

A Casted Spell Upon The Words

 A casted spell upon the words,

The written verse read out loud, 

Will be heard,

A verse of poetic strength,

Stirring emotions from within deep,

Of love and romance with a twin flame,

That soul mate sent from the Devine,

A whispering heart in tune with a beat,

Creating aflame with a burning heat,

When two become one within the fire,

A Secret of a Ley Line

To walk through a portal on a ley line,

Transportation to another time,

Attracted and drawn through a door,

A gateway opened by a magical source,

To an ancient land of days gone past,

Following an aligned path,

Guided by an unseen force, 

To see what cannot be believed,

To keep secret until the end of time,

The door to time travel on a ley line,

Tunnel Light

Light at the end of the tunnel,

So close,

Yet so far away,

Within reach but not today,

Hope and faith to reach that goal,

Dreaming big to win the show,

Small steps in time,

To look back with pride at the climb,

Personal growth harnessed from determination and strength,

With will power to start over again,

Coming from the dark side of the soul,

On a fool journey you go,

In search of the sun,

And that soul mate from along time ago,

 

Garden Party

A garden party on a sunny summers day,

English men drinking tea in the midday sun,

Going potty and having some fun,

Mad dogs running wild chasing butterflies as they fly,

No time to sleep when the sky is blue,

With drifting cotton wool clouds floating be,

Sunny rays make the day,

Casting the shadows were they lay..... 

Cross Eyed with Words

Reading the poems of summer love,

Cross eyed in what the words are saying,

Written by a poetic fool hit by an arrow from a cupids bow,

Wishing on a dream,

A dream to unfold,

Like a fairy tale told of old,

For when a Prince awakens Sleeping Beauty with  a kiss a story in history is made,

Like a Princess who kisses a frog and a man of her dreams appears,

True love to be found in Beauty and the Beast 

The greatest love story to be told 

for every rose has a thorn,

For love killed the beast as in King Kong......