Misjudgement and foolishness

Misjudgement and foolishness

He was a lyer

Grace,health,beauty

‘O let me not be mad,not mad,sweet heaven’-Shakepeare

The illusions of film

Working at the cinema

His fighting spirit

Have an active role

The love text

The love test

Emoji the sun is symbolic of happiness

Summer

Lot’s of bronzing pearls

Everyone pairing off

Is this Noah’s ark?

All along

I loved you all along

We ran through the water sprinklers as one!

A brave face before battle

Trinkets and trade

Cedarwood pencils all sharpened for school

Angelic statures on the beach

A painterly way

Leonardo Davinci

Summer memories

Making a kite

Fancy dress

Marbles

Picking fruit

Binary oppositions –

Land and sea,man and woman,good and bad

Reveal,Now

Closer,Heat?!!!!

Bad takes control

Bad tries to win

Is the Mountain top

Where love is?

Niece and nephew

My summer fruits

‘The same blue as his eyes’-Vona Groarke

‘Parlour songs’-Vona Groarke

‘I have a dream’-Martin Luther King

Story of Rosa Parks

‘danced with a bumblebee’-Vona Groarke

Your games are not fun

You don’t know how strong I will be

All I ever wanted was a figure

I was close to pulling the trigger

I could hear them snigger

And now I’ve got bigger and bigger

I can feel the shiver

Moondial

You have the beauty of a flying owl

I look up at the moondial

Are you willing to travel thousands of miles?

Are you willing to love like a child?

Promise you won’t file me away

Promise to look at my photo, everyday

Would you cross the River Nile?

Would you save me,’movie style’?

Or will I end up being your prey?

Taken in the night without a say

Dropped in a nest like some unwanted baby

I had a dream I was in the crystal dome

Trying to catch any scrap of gold

But it was just your hand I wanted to hold

Does the moon know our names?

Does the moon know these pains?

Does the moon know about such games?

Or are we trying in vain?

Should we just be friends?

If I could draw a picture of you in the sea,

The sky all lemony,you would rise from the waves,

All wet and pretty

It’s the story of the night

The stars are shining so so bright

When I am with you

I am full of light

I bought an ornament of a moondial

The stone in the centre was the biggest (you)

Surrounded by smaller ones (1 of me)

I always felt that I was in the audience

Trying to get your attention

I smell you on my clothing

Some dream

Some talk

Some do