I have always loved the big screen. TV time even as a little girl was special for me so much so that it consumed me and I would often leave my chores unattended. With time my tv preference narrowed from "everything on TV" to a few things. I like the occasional crime series, reality tv and… Continue reading Armchair Directing, from a Distance.
This Dance You bow and I courtesy, My following to your leading, This dance... Our beautiful waltz. With colourful footwork, With flourished words, This dance... Our sexy tango. This poem which was written on the 19th of June 2017, describes the ebb and flow of events in every aspect of the human life and how… Continue reading A Passage In My Labyrinth 2
HIS LITTLE FINGER He has me in palpitations. My heart! It jumps for joy at the thought of him. At the sight of him, It becomes a puddle of warm ecstatic goo. The caress of a cool breeze... The makings of love... Forged in the most enduring of all... And when he deigns to speak...… Continue reading Pieces of me 3
THE PACT They were there... They were there at eventide. Snarls on their faces... Daggers drawn... Demanding retribution for one of their own... They were there. In my minds eye... I remember saying, My friendship you can have... My ears you may consort with; As my lips will keep your confidence. My mind you may… Continue reading Pieces of me 2