See Viewed She held a long glass with something on ice in her hands and of course, she looked just about perfect like that .. All kind of poised but unposed if you know what I mean .. And when set against a backdrop of those...

Spring Cleaned  Can’t you just tellits springor thereabouts ..The old house smellsvaguely againof both hyacinthsand new disinfectant ..Plus there’s nota single cobwebor dust mote in sight ..Meanwhile,in the yard outside,the line looksfit to break beneaththe combinedweight of our freshlaundered sheetsand...

"16 Going On 75..." A Poem by Chris There's a lot of nights in our days... “16 Going On 75…”   Hand on-the-knob "16 Going On 75..."A Poem by Chris" There's a lot of nights in our days. "There's a lot of nights in our...

(Press the key!  Make it work for you as a silent slave or ardent lover would - and, as you know - more than willingly.) Girl, are you deaf or do you always want to have the upper hand, palm...

we were sat upon once grass awaiting the season laden with  glittering gold, brass beautiful an' copper glints an' glow as  a falling star  - searching fora  haven stronger than canvas..   dipped, paused, looked left then right, ahead an' behind ..   was a...