I'm thinking of deleting this blog. The title makes it limited. I guess I could change it AGAIN but I don't like the address either. I'm now blogging at http://the-listmaker.blogspot.com
c u there!

worth a look

http://grievancegate.blogspot.com/
somebody taking action at last!

our pool (a poem)

slipping into the cool safety of the water
no longer
exposed in my bikini
I glance around

a child plays with her father
happy
no longer burdened by the pressure of harvest
four small girls stand on the pool edge
like ninety-nine green bottles
they are waiting to fall
splashing and laughing
their brothers play handball
eyes on the yellow ball moving fast
while mothers sit chatting
conversations broken
by pleas for ice cream
the swinging gate
screeches an alert
as a woman in her 20’s
arrives to swim her
slow, perfect laps
so different to the boys I see coming in now
muscly and confident
they yell loudly
jumping and diving
into the pool

I watch before
ducking back under the water
smooth and cool
silk against my skin

...smooth

the computer mouse
the way some people talk
sailing (maybe not... can't say i've been sailing)
delicious chocolate
vanilla icecream
fruche
a freshly made bed
satin pjs
new pages
a glazed bowl
banana skins

ps. I have to write an essay about a poem or song lyrics preferably including metaphors or symbolism. Any suggestions would be great.

blue

my new top
some days
my room
blogger
bruises
clear skies
the colour your msn dude is supposed to turn if you forward on a particular email
the colour water often looks
cool
a colour i love - i don't find it sad

there for me

Its not that hard to do be brave, not if you know you have someone right beside you. You can even do things that are embarassing, even if you do still care what people think. It's nice to know if you start singing like an idiot that if you turn around your friends will start singing too. It's good to know that if other people bag you out for the strange way you run, you have friends that will tell them to shut up, even if they agree with them. I've realised how lucky I am, having friends like that.

finally here

school holidays
easter
quietness
lazy days
time to blog
time to sleep
and on a gloomier note...time to study