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Tuesday, 2 May 2017

The Journey Begins

Written for the wedding of Brandon Shepherd and Victoria Pym who were married on the 29th of April 2017

The Journey Begins 

Love vows and an exchange of rings, 
Married  life beckons and is about to begin, 
So look high up to the sky, see the stars bright 
Start of a new journey now and keep to the right 

Keep the flames burning not warm like embers 
Treasure the feeling now ! and take time to remember, 
Love needs nurturing, maintenance and care, 
Good Memories made frequently, made to share 

Not mammoth gestures given in jest 
Just thoughtfulness, feelings and love are the best !
A kiss in the morning a, hug at night, 
Honesty and trust will both see you right. 

So go forward, enjoy the two of you becoming one,
Marriage and loving is all about living life, and having fun !
No luck is needed on your journey ahead,
You're perfect together and so rightfully wed.





Sunday, 6 November 2011

Sepia Memories

Submitted to :dVerse Poets Poetics For today’s prompt, let’s grab our paints and mix up a poetic palette using color. Hosted by Victoria  

Sepia Memories 

Sepia memories are all that's left, 
Since you departed and left us bereft,
Times that were once bright and alive,  
Being drowned out struggling to survive, 
Red's and blues somehow refuse, 
To prick my brain even infuse! 
The things that I see all about, 
Seem muted, dull, nothing shouts out! 
What replays back in my minds eye,
Are memories drained of colour and dye, 
Within my soul tho is my scarlet, scorching love,
As I dream of you in a soft auroral light above,
Sepia memories I will accept and keep, 
Until we're both reunited in heavenly sleep. 


Photo by Bird In Hand