A Journey of Images and Poems. Stone dog supporting pillar, chateau de Pierrefonds, France. Poets, with troubled lives and secret thoughts. Have often stood and looked this way. And in this half light, strong and secret. What they thought, nobody can say. As dusk fell, and windows would close. Some words from soft songs would drift in. And take root in the present; some lines.

Down the foxhole I go. In search of better flowers. And a pill to make me big again. The mouse, tangled in. I shall tread until I drown.

Posted by Unga Bunga Girl. From all the mistreatment it endured. It is made of stuff not fully understood but the message it relays defies the loudness of falsehood. We are all vomiting on force fed dogma and. Propaganda du jour while it is. Mocked and stabbed to bleed out while hung out to dry,. It cannot be kept down.

Author of From the Depths of Red Bluff, a Collection of Poetry. Wynne Huddleston is a poet, musician, and teacher with a Master of Music Education degree from the University of Southern Mississippi. She is Secretary of the Mississippi Poetry Society. 2nd Vice-President of the Mississippi Writers Guild. From the Depths of Red Bluff,. Published by the Mississippi Poetry Society, Inc. Check out my Mississippi Author Interview Part I.

Asymp; Leave a comment. You smiled, you spoke, and I believed,. By every word and smile deceived. Another man would hope no more;. But let not this last wish be vain;. Deceive, deceive me once again! 8211; By Walter Savage Landor. Asymp; Leave a comment. Let the rain kiss you.

The Random Ramblings of an Adventure and Tea Addict. Every time I walk into T2, a tea store in Australia, I have to try the teas on display. I awkwardly line up if I need to. Yes I need my 22nd colourful kaleidoscopic teacup. A wild Maria appears in T2. Brew, soy milk, honey is the answer that follows. Anyhows, I shall mull over .