Utopia Sunbeams

Sun kissed in a summer’s breeze,

Instinct draws me to sample the seas,

And the warmth of this spell brings out a spice in me,

That withered away in the winter freeze.

As the ocean trickles to a tranquil shore,

Sunbeams sparkle on the horizon’s pour,

The surf waves a welcome with a familiar roar,

It teases with tropical splendour and awe.

Scenic beauty, so worry free,

So contently settled in a life of ease,

On the coastline Nirvana, charmed and serene,

On the seashore of Eden that exceeds all dreams.

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Lenten Moon

Hum a little melody to the moon on high,

Sweet lunar showers in a black, spring sky.

Divine the season with a receptive mind,

And caress the present with a cosmic vibe.

Guided harmlessly to pastures green,

By the light of Mother Nature and Father Dean.

Another season exceeds the sands of our times.

And may the troubles of yesterdays fade out with the chimes.

A spring in her step...

Hmm… Where to start? Well, in case you are wondering where I have been, I have spent the last few months searching for my Mojo. You haven’t seen it by any chance have you? I thought not. You see, I think I lost it Christmas time. The hustle and bustle of the new year, as every year, has got on top of me and I have been snowed under with Resolutions and ‘To do’ lists. The thing is, I never was any good at ‘sticking at it’, and here I am again, with my tail behind my legs and a pen behind my ear. How I’ve missed you! J

I would like to introduce you to the new me. The non-smoking, alcohol-free, fitness and cleanliness Guru. Unfortunately, she left after day three, so you shall have to make do with the old, reliable, head fuck that you know so well.

I hope you are all fine and dandy and I look forward to catching up on your blogs and stories over the next couple of days.

Toodle Pip

Gemarella xxx

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Envisage

There is a silhouette that stalks my dreams,

An eclipse that chases me through scenes of yesterdays.

I click my heels and I count to three,

This Phantom flickers fears that never fade away.

He is the shadow of my fantasies?

He is a premonition of all my ‘what could have been’s.

Always watching over me.

Darkening with grave decree,

I beg for him to set me free,

And let me dream in peace.

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