h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Just wanted to pop in and say hello.
I have missed reading your poems.

I hope you have a bright new year coming your way!

ah thank you still about not puting so much on here still writing on morewriting though though my latest

Silky-smooth silhouettes. Effects-shadows flickering
Chance, can be so sensually prehensile, exhilarating.
With a certain kind of uncertainty, not rushing.
All dainty. Much like a daisy chain is tickled by the wind.
She begins.within insecurity’s release, I looking in. For

She undresses with casualness, of innocence: never sinned.
Behind lace curtains, shadows shimmer in. Venetian blinds,
kind back light, redefine detailed outlines, night’s opaque
black lace, is seeping into white cotton curtains, fluttering.

Pale plain skin begins to take shape, Angelic expanding
Soft shadowed details, a veil of soft edges, emerge-virginal
No brush marks stark. Or blemished stain. Immersing in
envisaging, she begins fingering. A single stocking - seductively

Slipping amid palm, a warm, calming sensation.
Internal yearnings stirring from its smoothness so soothing,
so satisfying-lee moving,
so eternally slow

So...
She smiles at the moon, lunating in her mirror till her recollections
Slowly fill her, her first love still, un-stills her, seems
As to the reality she sees, is just not fantasy, but choice selection
Of secreted thoughts, untorpidly brought forth from some
Attractive, diffracted reflected ‘look at me’ scenes.

Vanishing cream can't replace dreams. It seems
Bright eyes gleam, intrinsically, as the paint of day’s face
Evaporates. Slipping through her fingers, captivation lingers.

Still refined, but inclined to be an uninvited presence sent,
Like a predatory cat stretches before the kill, excited eyes
widen…then she reaches for the switch. I twitch unfulfilled...
lets hope this year brings you all you wished for

Thank you for that piece

I did wander over there a while back.
I thought the SSO would allow for a peek but they wanted a sign-up. May have been the state of the system at the time.

I did not want to intrude by signing up only to lurk.
There are so many working hard at producing such beauty.
Like music , I admire and enjoy poems, sometimes referring others to them to what I have no talent to produce.

Best wishes to you this year.

Chances are you'll be long gone, somehere in the back of my mind,
there will be a memory of that memory of we.

Chances are you may think of that same memory,
will you see two,

Too much water under bridges burnt,
hurts that cut so deep,
So very deep they went right through,
no glue can undo a split,
Put back together or tether a broken heart,
a loss of trust,
untrussed feelings cut like strings seperated,
intimate dead.


Apart from parts in memorys,
like leaves in autumn that have fallen on the ground,
to be found again in spring raised up by
first shoots drawn like a moth to flashes of light,

one might think at first the leaf is returning to the tree,
like a memory still living on expelled last breath, attatched
to a tissue you snezzed into me fected like septic but soothed
at the time. Trapped on the surfaces image of you, same as in
soap suds colourfull too. You can still be seen and the sounds
of the tides rise and slow fall, heart beats attuned to sounds
of the fall, clocks rythmn tock following tick, but the space in between when you can deliver that kick, like pin prick or laughter that split second before some-one raps sharply on some hidden door. For thinking of you the blue and the gold, to care and tender for as rest of time slowly unfolds.

relived from a reflection reflected mirror to eye and then back
to the back of my eye you've gone again, it remains to be seen
if i'm daydreaming again or still tilling my mind trying to find-out if you walked out of the door before or after thought
of living with out you was what attracted me to this in the first place.
Ah with you now , no its a different site from the beeb, you should sign up as an incentive are a couple of recorded works, from me and several others names you should reconise, some great writing of short stories ect, and no pressure on you to write,

http://www.morewriting.co.uk/radio_playlist.php
is where i meant to point you, wrong bit on the cut n paste.
then lost connection