Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
Communication was in a lockdown. Smiles replaced by that of a frown. We knew what we wanted to say. Only pride stood stubbornly in our way. Yet when all is said and done. I'm yours and you are my one.
Into muddy waters My vision now blurred I am speaking But I don't think you heard I am exhausted Too weak to now fight The words won't come As my throat constricts tight Is this it.
I have itchy feet A world for me to explore Although I'm happy I'm hungry for more My life is ticking I can't slow down time There's so much I want Too much to make mine I'm a country girl But...
The sun beams down upon the morning dew. Beauty captured by seasons passing. It's rays refuelling weakened souls. Melancholy replaced with laughing. The warmth from such a powerful source.
14th February a day so raw. No card delivered to my door. No dozen red roses for a surprise. Every couple I see, a part of me dies. If only you knew who I was. No particular reason, just because.
I haven't gone far. Never gone from this place. I couldn't leave you all. From my heart you'll not escape. I'm just in my world. Penned by my own hand. Being gone so long. Was never in my plan.
So I've had the most exciting weekend To see Britain's Got Talent, yes I saw Dec I nearly missed him the first time he waved Messing on my phone, I felt a whack from my mate There he was wearing a...
I never got the chance To say one little word It never passed my lips My thought you never heard I never said to you Something so meaningful I was too wrapped up in me Surrounded by my own bull I...
In a place I dared to go. My mind has merged with my heart. Visions of you sit there. From your beautiful face I cannot part. I kept you as my secret. You captivated me so very deep.
The serpent of doubt. Slithered too close. Self satisfaction. A long gone ghost. The taunts of torture. Smirk and goad. My once light thoughts. Now a heavy load. Eclipsed by fear. Overwhelmingly so.
The delicate veil between life and death Flirt with one another under heavy breath Death teases life, playfully crude Pausing for a breathy interlude Can death bring life to it's side Or will life...
18+ Resisting you I just can't do You're my need You're my greed Your hot mouth I groan loud Your lips trace A sensual grace Fingers so deep Getting high I seek Embraced in lust In me you...
My love for words just grow and grow The words I write just flow and flow I write for my very own pleasure Written with a mind full of treasure A voice speaks within my head I write them down as...
Princess Titanium met with her oldest friend Vicky Long Knockings, on whom she can depend She is a gobby one, feisty as can be You wouldn't ever want her for an enemy Many years ago she had too many...
If I were queen for the day I'd want to horse ride in Hyde Park Then by chopper, go to Amsterdam Get high on a rare type of tree bark Then pop over to Paris Buy a load of vintage clothes Wear some...
Holding my arms down. You kiss my needing neck. The kids are playing downstairs. I think 'oh what the heck'. Your kisses rain down. Hands excitedly play. The snow made us frisky. After a sledging day.
So we are off for some fun Going to wrap up warm I'll look like a sumo Not classy this I warn I know a little place Where others hardly go We can sledge in peace Go wild in the snow The twins are...
Do we as writers think more deeply about everything?. From as early as I can remember I always thought differently than a lot of my friends.
You walk in through the door. I'm sat with hungry eyes. I stand and take your hand. For you, I have a surprise. I tease your mouth with a nip. Pushing you down on the leather chair.
#nightdwellers. I know I shouldn't. But I'm gonna anyway. I've fallen hard for you. I'm ready to play. My eager lips. Want to know you. Two needing bodies. Entwined like glue. Hot soft kisses.
It's been so long Since I heard from my dad It's been a journey To a place called Sad I tried to be there I tried to be strong It was not enough Am I just wrong.
I think I'm in love With a guy called Jeff For like my little self With farts he's truly blessed I met him in a club Called Club Trumpocana Our duetting farts Caused a dance floor drama That's when...
The veil of sanity. Shields my face. Behind this facade. Madness does grace. The whispers torment. The shouts they hurt. Inner turmoil drives. My face in the dirt. Perplexed of mind.
#opussweeklychallenge. #freeverse. I'll surrender to your. Want and need. The slightest touch. I'm begging. Breathless. Sighing. Complying. We are tangled. Intertwined. Connected. In deep. Rapturous.
#opussweeklychallenge. #nightdwellers. #freeverse. The darkness. Leads me to light. Down so deep. A place not known. Hidden from all. Intense and profound. I had closed my eyes. To beautiful things.
#opussweeklychallenge #freeverse No matter how hard I try I can't make no sense Of us The things that once mattered Have no more worth I get tied up in knots The guilt lingers Draining me I become...
#flashfiction One tit, two tit, check these bad boys out!!.
Yeah, I am going topless. In my little soft top. I like freezing my tits off. When the temperature drops. I think I'm rather lush. Top down in minus 1. Driving when it's cold. Is my idea of fun.
#flashfiction They met, they poked, end of..
Forgive me father for I have sinned That's why on this altar, I have you pinned I need your time, I've many confessions The need for you has turned to obsession Don't try to fight me, you'll never...
You have to leave now. I can't bear to look. It's too painful. My love you took. Walk on by now. Don't bother to look. I won't turn around. My love you took. Don't say a word. My world you shook.
Your eyes tell me a story. I want to sit and listen. When you smile that sweet smile. They sparkle and glisten. Those lips I so want to kiss. Know the taste of your mouth.
I'm a struggling actress. With my boyfriend I rehearse. I'm auditioning for Bonanza The Musical. So I'm riding my boyfriend in reverse. He thinks I'm quite the cowgirl. Says I'm the best in the West.
#bestofopuss...my final fave one. He lays me down. For my body to ascend. To a higher state of being. Native calls he has sent. He had chosen me. And willingly I chose him too. My Lakota lover.
#bestofopuss....I LOVE LUCY.
#bestofopuss...I just love this one. After two tours of duty. That is when he met his love. In the middle of a dance floor. On a night out with mates in a club. Straight away he felt it.
#bestofopuss....a personal fave It was a beautiful sunny spring morning on that fateful day She decided to take her faithful dog Max for a walk, clear a few cobwebs away She decided to go to a...
Does contain swear words. I'm a cocky Cocker. Even though I'm covered in fleas. My owner gets rid of them. And gives my anal glands a squeeze. I'm a cocky Cocker. I look as miserable as sin.
Why can you not see me. Denial clouds your vision From the fog of passing My spirit has risen Do you not sense me.
Hear ye...hear ye. I have something to say. The Opuss meet is on. 3rd of August, on a Saturday. The place is Bar Risa. A spot on Brums Broad Street. Yep my lovelies. This is where we shall meet.
#nightdwellers. The day gives way to night. Echoes of life. They are now whispers in the dark. Shadows on every corner. Cats are mating, frustrated dogs bark. The darkness disorientates.
#opussweeklychallenge Dear you but it's me Happy New Year..the year is 2012 and a lot shall be happening. Your eldest son, finally gets a permanent job and spoils you a bit with his wages.
I'm in muddy waters All is not clear Water of disillusion Will it cost me dear.
Dudley Studley. Was a stud alright. All the girls scrapped. By the pub each night. With a spikey cut. Two gold teeth. He didn't bother with. Asphyxiating sheaths. They all did love him.
You scour me Leave me raw You sand me down Layers of myself fall Your abrasive words Rasp down deep Leaving open sores That begin to weep Wells of venom Poison all of me The hurt you...
Is there a pill To take with your shit.
#disabilityaware. Think before you speak. Look deep before you see. Listen to my thoughts. Before you judge me. Inside this dear book. Are words of emotion. So people are aware.
I stand here. Just staring at empty space. I daren't feel. My fears I cannot face. They twist my gut. My chest feels tight. In this tunnel of mine. There is no saving light. I walk with a dark cloud.
Wearing the finest tulle and lace dress Low waisted, off the shoulder with dainty sleeves My blonde hair parted in the middle Ringlets, decorated with tiny flowers and leaves In my wonderful ball...
Little one, come rest that weary head. I left this for you to see before you go to bed. A tiny little pillow that means so much. With welcoming words, your heart to touch.
Standing so proud and imposing. Nature, all around you is beautifully boasting. Legendary are you. The decades that passed you by, have flew. Charmingly ancient and grand.
So New Year wasn't quite as I planned. Went to bed at about eleven. Hubby was getting on my tits. I could have kicked him into heaven. So I sulked and pouted. Thought I'd see in 2013 alone.
So as the final bow is taken We bid farewell to 2012 I reflect over days gone by Place memories on my minds shelf What will a new year hold. The future, a friend or foe.
Just a little quickie. A quickie write for you. I send birthday wishes. BEHAVE, whatever you do. A huggie is in the air. I'll send it your way. Virtual hugs are fast. That's what they say.
Am I merely an ornate thing. To hang upon your arm. Someone you just want to show off. My heart is full of alarm. Am I merely an ornate thing. That you admire when you see fit.
My 1st ever opuss. All the wrongs of yesterday. Makes me who I am today. For all the wrongs done. My guilt I do shun. For today my eyes are dry. My head is held proud and high.
Adult content only My name is Eva Sharpe and I was 18 years old when I was murdered. One stupid, idiotic and mindless decision whilst being intoxicated cost me my life.
I was never good at much With my words People I could touch It is my only gift My words can be Happy and emotive My mind and hand Are as one Towards the world of words I ran Opuss was the...
Clouds form in my head On eggshells I tread A darkly mist descends An intruding fog Never ends Droplets fall from above Clarity rains down I've had enough The rain in my heart Washes my soul Rips...
#adventchallenge As I trace the contours of your face So divine My love I waste Angelic are your looks, cruel is your tongue Venomous I thought you were 'The one' I seal a kiss on your angel...
Father Christmas came the other night He gave me a bit of a fright Rudolph's nose was shining bright The sky a starry delight I could not believe my eyes Father Christmas was a surprise For he was...
Nothing to report Only my nan's getting drunk on Port Have a damn good time Fellow Opussians of mine Merry Xmas Much love to you all .
Merry Christmas to each lovely you. Just be happy in all you do. I wish you much christmas cheer. I hold you all so very dear. My first christmas with Opuss. Don't want to cause a big fuss.
The Rafferty's moved into number 63 Orchard Lane on December 2nd, 2008. A Victorian property, surrounded by mature trees and shrubs. The drive curved around the front of the gorgeous property.
For crimbo I bought a silky pair of knicks Pillar box red Just like my Revlon lips Feeling festive I'm out for Christmas Eve Father Xmas.
Christmas can do funny things. To those who are shattered and broke. The festive time can be difficult. Such sad feelings it can evoke. If you are already feeling alone. Christmas is a lonely time.
The christmas spirit. Fills the air with glee. Presents all placed. Around the christmas tree. The cheers of many. Laughter all around. Fills our ears. With a happy sound. It's all about giving.
#disabilityaware A beautiful little boy Perfect through and through We watched you closely From a baby you grew A mother knows Or that is what they say I suppose I did My thoughts kept at...
Now I am forty years young, I suppose I'm on the threshold of 'maturity'. Reading the lovely minxyMolly's 'Date 1', reminded me of too many awful dates with awful guys.
I cannot wait for xmas So I can get blotto 'Live life to the fullest' That's my motto When I say blotto That's just a few I can't drink loads Or I'll definitely spew I want to enjoy What xmas...
The kissing sprig. Hangs in the air. To all Opussians. Everywhere. So pucker up. For a xmas treat. A lippy delight. A kiss so sweet. Under the opussletoe. You can kiss. Anyone you like.
#Opussweeklychallenge When I opened my eyes, I remember thinking 'has the daylight hurt my eyes as much as this before?'.
There are no rainbows in my sky No music in my ears The stars no longer twinkle Dreams replaced by fears Rivers still run deep The mountains still high Oceans still azure blue A desert still so...
Newtown is a sea of tears The ripples felt in the world They weep for their babes Into a ball of shock they are curled A nobody, took their babes A nobody is what he should remain Can someone who...
I really don't have time to be ill So much I need to sort out still I don't have time for a bloomin cold I have clothes to wash, dry and fold I need to finish my crimbo shop Gotta keep going I...
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Part 4....contains swear words I am nervous approaching the second tank as the woman is clearly emaciated, her shoulder blades are just beginning to show and her spine is clearly visible.
Disillusioned by my kindness Being thrown in the dirt Repetitive, time and time again My body, mind and soul, hurt I got up one night, couldn't sleep So in my garden I just quietly stood Enough of...
I'm going to bring the festivities on with glee Behave without an inch of dignity I'm going to sing and stand on a chair With bauble earrings and glitter in my hair I'm going to drink an awful...
As much as I adore good ole crimbo It does leave me, a bit in limbo I walk around in a vacant daze As everywhere is xmas craze It's getting all the presents bought Wrapping them, leaves me...
An angry cloud. Appeared upon. An aggressive horizon. A storm, forming. Within my heart. No time to abandon. To all things. People and feelings. I am desensitised. Cannot allow. Emotions in.
We all think in a different way. Have different things we want to say. Some are quiet, whilst others shout. The quiet ones are no less, thought about.
So now my son is a Y5 From sex education, you can't hide Preparations in place, at his school So the kids don't feel a fool The teacher and head want a chat To discuss, a bit of this and that They...
When I was a small child. I always used to sing. My favourite place. Was on my swing. I would sit for hours. With the sun over high. Daydream with songs. The world floated by. I would charge 10 pence.
It just crept up on me This feeling inside Just looking at you I cannot abide Every little thing Began to really grate Something I once loved Is now a thing to hate Your face was once A...
If you're at a loose end. Pick up the phone. No need for a guy like you. To be all alone. Push on those digits. To call on me. I'll make it worth it. Just wait and see. If you ring my number.
The snow kissed my nose. As it gently fell. It's virginal blanket. On the ground, it fell. The cold tickles my cheeks. A bitter, teasing bite. Falling softly. It truly is a magical sight.
The Opussian meet and greet A date is set A chance to say hi To those you've not met So hear ye hear ye A date is set August 3rd 2013 For an Opussian Tete a Tete The place we shall gather Will be...
I'm just so rock and roll these days Thought I was reliving some old ways I went out with the girlies last night Put the weeks stresses behind us...damn right I'm thinking about what I will wear.
The loss of someone you love. Is a crater of devastation. Full of empty words. Lonely places. Grieving faces. The loss of someone you love. Suffocates each breath. A heaviness in you.
Part 3.....contains swear words I have in my grip this warm arm, the realisation that it's an arm suddenly hits me and I drop it with such force that it hits the side of the wooden bed.
The carpet fitters came yesterday. The house was a mess, things in the way. Beds, tables, cupboards, piled high. In the hallway, you could barely get by. The rooms were in a right old pickle.
I think the time is nigh Where we should plan to meet A get together of all Opussians A friendly meet and greet The date is yet to be set A time is a must The venue I'll be seeking But where I'm...
It would seem we are quite a saucy bunch So I had an idea for a rhyme For whatever day I may write a bit of sauce I give it a name, like a friend of mine First we have Minxy Monday To start the week...
You came into my life It was kind of a blur A force to be reckoned with Carrying the scars of her We were mere friends But feeling grew over time I soon realised I had to have you I needed to know...
The sickness crept in. Into my mind so cold. It lay dormant and still. Taking an invisible hold. It remained stagnant. I was unaware of it's grasp. Until it was too late. I panic and gasp.
Part 2 The head is just like a sleeping person on a bed of compost. It is the head of a man. He looks clean shaven and literally looks as though he is merely sleeping.
#Opussweeklychallenge. The WORDS caressed. Soothing RHYME from his lips. His prose is UPLIFTING. Each letter a delicate kiss. Our FRIENDSHIP. Quickly turned to a true LOVE.
The waves crash against the side of the house. A lone, solitary place. With just the sea for company. As I step out the car, the house takes my breath away, it is a commanding piece of architecture.
Hi there, it's so great to chat I'm single and am feeling crap Thought I'd join this dating site Maybe it'll stop me feeling shite. So a little about me I suppose.