An Ode to anyone who has ever felt that skip in their heartbeat, butterflies in their stomach and the elated sigh we all long for.

[poem] A fun little limrick about not very much at all:

Words have power. Poetry is one of the ways that we can be who we are in a world of pretense.

A Poem..

A poem for a certain someone.

We all know someone that over-exaggerates their symptoms, or thinks they’re dying every time they get a sniffle and you know to take their complaints of gripes, aches and ailments with a pinch of salt – if you’re thinking “I don’t know anyone like that in my circle” then it’s you.
This particular poem was written for the granddaughter of an old lady who has decided that she’s old now so it’s obviously time to die and threw a “Going Away” party for herself. This poem was read out during the proceedings.

April PAD Challenge Day 29- Write an Ode poem.

October 9, 2005. Exported from my FS blog. Created at my weakest point in life.

An ode to mornings that everyone can relate to. Seriously mornings, go away…

As you will be able to tell, I love to read.