Sanctuary

Sanctuary

Floral heady scents waft in my head, 

Slowly up to my sanctuary I tread, 

As I enter my meditation  place,

A feeling of peace caresses my face. 

The candlelit scene calms my soul,

Escaping from life, in societies fish bowl.

I submerge my self in my scented elixir,

Craving the feeling of soft downy cashmere 

I anoint my body in luxurious potions, 

Then gently massage with expensive lotions.

As warm steam embraces my being, 

The worries and woes of the day begin thinning. 

Cleansed both in spirit, soul and mind 

As with the bath water the days demons left behind. 

For this self indulgent vanity,

Is the saviour for my sanity!

Many thanks for the award I'm delighted to accept it
I would like to nominate Ice queen http://myfrozenworld.wordpress.com/2011/07/01/my-journey-to-life/

JINGLE POETRY POTLUCK
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Lets Talk

 Lets Talk!

Speak to me, and tell me what you mean?

My sense of responsibility don't you demean!

I understand about money, family and love.

We said we'd accept each other, to god above 

That means for good better or worse. 

Allow me to think of more, not just what's in my purse. 

I know more than cleaning, babies and the curse! 

I'll accept lives troubles and woes,

I need to know how each of your days goes

Perhaps I can help you, listen, advise

Just don't make life better by telling me lies. 

I know there's problems I can't make disappear 

But if we can talk and listen, love and partnership may reappear !

So lets us talk, discuss, 

The problems, our feelings, our trust .

For with, this I believe, 

The anger and tension will be relieved 

Our minds, bodies and souls can join in union 

Perhaps then the old romance and feelings will enjoy a reunion. 

Lets talk !

                                                                                                                         
                                                                                                                             

                                                                                                                      

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Beauty Abound

Beauty Abound

A glimpse of dew at the start of the day.

The sun shining on leaves as they play.

A piece of clay shaped into a loving animal.

The whoosh of sea when entered by a mammal.

A touch of a white flawless face like ivory.

The wearing of fine silk covered in embroidery.

A gleaming,gigantic bridge that meets the skies.

The graceful movement of a bird as it flies.

A sparkle from a clear white gem.

The sleek contours of fast cars preferred by men.

A whiff of newly fresh baked bread.

The scenes of sea,sun and sand in the med.

A cold icy blow from snowy weather.

The rhythm of musical instruments when they work together.

A sleepy eyed glance from your latest lover.

The soft warm,comforting embraces from your mother.

To encapsulate these within in a lotion,

Would surely be the best selling beauty potion.

We would have to put into a special box

Then let everyone have just one drop.

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