I can’t believe
You lied to me again today
You said you loved me
You even called me beautiful
You placed a silver charm
And cast a spell on me
I turned your name
Into a jewel
A purple amethyst
You just found another game
For me to play-
Over and Over again
I call your name
And now I hear it rhyme with
Everything I say!
Gill McGrath© Avis sedet in imbrem aureum.
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Where butterflies lie still
Petrified on gossamer strings, attached to
Brittle dry seed heads on stiff stalks
Where waits…..
A perfectly placed spider in his web
You will need to squeeze and poke about, if you want to see…..!
Gill McGrath©
Donec mollis colores in bellum
a description from the field edge- asper in ore gladii
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for a moment
tonight
Gill McGrath
(conversus autem ad aurum rosea)
tonight. Gill McGrath© 8.15pm.
Gloria Patri 2 Gill McGrath© 8.00 tonight
I think the pigeon, still moaning out there may have turned to gold!
Moaning pigeon
Already sits
Ringing the curfew-bell
Gill McGrath © tonight 7.30
on the worshiping line
sitting above still
fascinated ❤
Gill McGrath©
Today, an awful lot of time was spent in the casualty department of the local hospital. It took from 10 this morning till 5 this afternoon before the journey home. All is absolutely OK now, thanks to the wonderful nursing staff and doctors so there really is no need to go on about the details of what happened. Everything is just fine!
But the day has been so long! And there has been an awful lot of sitting around in the waiting room, by a fish tank where some lazy fish continued to swim around and around and around. I thought at one point, with so much time on my hands, I might be able to think of something funny to say later on this blog, about fishes who do nothing but swim around in circles and having short memories. But I can’t think of a single thing….….
GMcG© August 3 2014
suddenly
rain falling
through me Gill McGrath© August 2 Diary
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