This is a poem a wrote, while depressed, but still find quite true, despite the fact that I have recovered from my depression.

I was in a jam, I was in love and if you knew me you would know that it always leads to trouble, call it persistence, purpose, but for Sweetness I think she looked at it as obsessed. Jammed Peach… but I think it’s my heart in the jar, I’m all alone.

When the clownfish son is caught by divers in the Great Barrier Reef, the over-protective over-cautious daddy has to cross the dangerous deep blue ocean to face dangers and his fears to rescue his son from Sydney!

As a general rule the only way I like peaches is in a pie my beloved mother makes sometimes. But the peaches will serve me well as a metaphor that I have had a long running history with and perfected.

Planning for fun.

Your beauty…

Colours have feelings and emotions, but most of the time we don’t stop and see what they are trying to teach us.

A poem about a couple’s evening picnics and how much it means to the writer.

FOR ALL YOU ‘PUN’-DITS –
There are 53 words in the story for you to find. They all have something to do with a FRUIT, CANDY, a PUDDING or a COOKIE. Some are in plain sight, some are hidden. Some of the words are repeated – but they still count!

Blushing Peach Fried Pies.