Tis Pity

Tis pity
I wish your heart would sigh for me

Understand
I needed you here
You didn't return my love

I am wearing a pink dress
Does that hit your fancy?!!

Reading Chaucer
Canterbury Tales

What makes a traveller start?

Helen Maria Williams

'And when I asked for bliss on earth
I only meant his love'

The dangerous ocean braves
I think about my Grandad in the navy

More value
The value of your notes

'A harvest of purple'
Running through a harvest of purple!!!

By freedom I am illumined
I can smell the grass

A love of chemic power!!

Excited compassion
Natural face

Mothers charms
I swung on her hair

Bless me power of song

The days of my waist!!

I believe in equal thought and joy that lasts

The World
We weep together
Even if we are miles apart

Helpless
I cannot fight your voice

The passions you possess will help with your progress

Evening exercise
I plan to magnetize

A simple maid
That wants an adventure

A shining page
I wait for a shining page

The best message Angel?
Angel Gabriel

Will this work for good?
For the world?
For the neighbourhood?

As it smarts
Gets stronger

He may give you
Jewels,feathers,flowers!!!

Lonely leaves
Fire her heart

In wait for you to fire my heart

Protect the song
Treasure the song

To friendship and truth
No untruth

British eyes
Patriotism

You don't leave my head
I am in a flowerbed

Angel pure

The loving womb
A place of origin and security

The heart is a shrine
As a rhyme

I need a total cleanser

The future day in a different way
A different play

Every joy,and care,thought I have
Is of you

You touch my lips with sweet humility
You are my little snow pea!!

Why are you murdering dreams?
Drying up world streams

Can I find a encyclopedia of the way?

The Grand National
Names and flames

Lost family
Lost simile

Season excitement

Winter hot choco lottys
Spring blossom trees
Summer ice lolly and ice cream
Autumn kicking up the leaves

Smiles of hell
You must always smile
Do not dwell on the missile

Home waters
Home sweet home

Mentally ill
Staring at a windmill

I study to be wise
I study to surprise
See the moonrise

To be fattened
To be dead
I need to sort out my head

By moon and water
I am your daughter

'The works of love
Luck sometimes visits'-John Berryman

'Pretty red heart'
'Clouds are flowering blue and mystical over the face of the stars'
-Sylvia Plath

In a poem
I give you every limb

Tasmania
Mountain ferns
Wood burns