Train Station

pitch darkness obscures
the tracks
iron circles
rotate
halt

windows misty
condensation
dark & chilled
winters night
bustling platform
people
scurry

collars high
buckled coats
homeward bound to hearth
warmth cosy lamplit rooms
whistle blows
moths flicker
to the lights

newspapers dance
on impervious floors
strangers touched
electric
tingles

shoulder brushed shoulder
I walked five steps
turned
you did the same
instant
attraction
amongst the strangers
going home

boarding
leaving
lives of their own duties forgotten
a stare unbroken
veiled fog
you were gone
we were drawn
for mere moments
as moths to the light

I haven’t written for a few days and I am not working tomorrow, so please indulge me while I take advantage of my relaxed state to write a post or two… the above was in my head for 2 days…I had to release it before I could go on.

I was the lucky one

Another Inspiration from Trifecta Week 70  The word is   LUCKY (adjective)  The 3rd definition to be used. Please remember: Your response must be between 33 and 333 words. You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
The word itself needs to be included in your response.
You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.

1: having good luck
2: happening by chance : fortuitous
3: producing or resulting in good by chance : favorable

I am the Lucky One

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Lives interwoven as folded leaves
upon the vine love coursed through my veins
pumped to my heart
intoxicating
…..ecstasy
kindred spirits found in time
 promises of
…..forever more
who knew we would have these
moments this chance
…..to experience love so rare
a meeting of two strangers
unity of body and of mind
…..this mate of souls
it was luck that brought you to me
sun filled morns’ and candled nights
shades of your face smiling
…..reach out to me now
your voice
I hear you whisper
…..”I will now and forever be yours”
but as I stand
…..beside your grave
my pain cannot be doused
my tears are molten gems
that spring from the red volcano
…..known only as my heart

I welcome your critique – hopefully I written as indicated in the 3rd meaning.

For:

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Look at yourself…it’s time

Trifecta Prompt Week 68 – TIME
The definitions to be used are – 3a : an appointed, fixed, or customary moment or hour for something to happen, begin, or end or  b : an opportune or suitable moment —often used in the phrase about time.

I have omitted questions marks as I thought that would spoil the rhythm in reading.

It’s Time

Think of how you have lived your life.  Are you happy. Have you wished for better, for less, for more. Have you given yourself a break from the pressures of friends, family, colleagues, the everyday rut and yes even yourself.

In all that you have, want, take and give are you satisfied with how your life has unfolded, are there dreams that you cling too, keep hold of them. Are you fulfilled, satisfied with you. Whatever your age, race, education, or background, are you content.

Mindful that you share this life not only with yourself but with countless others. Life will occasionally get the better of you and you will experience moments when you simply feel like giving up. Easier to walk away than confront, easier to stay silent than cause conflict, or heartache. Yet life as you know, will also bring you great happiness and tears of joy.

Everyone of us so complex. Your birth was the beginning of you. Your personality shaped inside the womb. How you live, how you wish to be treated and have others treat you is your own doing. You love, you hate, you smile, you cry. You will be sad, angry, you will be hurt, you will hurt. Savour every minute from the moment you are born till the moment you die.

Your life, one chance.
Give freely of ‘you’ to those you know and love but never let ‘you’ disappear.
You are special, unique.
Enjoy who you love, have loved, but also love yourself.
Write that novel, paint that picture.
Expand, explore your mind.
For time is too short, do not let it pass easily.
Show those that you love, how much you cherish them.
Take time each day for that phone call, for that visit to those you know are missing you.
Tell your children, your parents and those you care about that you love them.
Say you’re sorry or forgive me, or can you understand how I feel right now.

…….perhaps it’s time you stopped to smell the roses.

Tonight It’s Me Evolving

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Written before reading other submissions.   For Trifecta    Picture11-1-1

First kiss and where did it lead?

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We kissed
not knowing
what a kiss meant
children young
innocent

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but as we grew
friendship transformed
to true binding love
heartfelt and warm
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this is the place
where we took
our vows on the sand
committed our lives
to walk
hand in hand
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and this is us now
I look back on those years
the first kiss that we took
our crush in school years
our wedding
the joys of
the children I bore
moving houses
the mortgages
the debts and
windfalls

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laughing
the family
that’s ours
the first kiss
that started
what we have now

and yes we make love
we hold hands and we kiss
we share precious moments
and won’t relinquish
what we feel for each other
our love or our bond
our bodies have changed
but our love is still strong

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we give thanks to the children
we were on that day and
give thanks to each other
that our love has remained

‘A little bit of the warm and fuzzies’

Picture it and Write – Treasures

For Picture it & write Another challenge is set, our brains go into over-drive, staring at the picture, letting our imagination go wild for our interpretation and our words.

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This key
crafted in
stirling silver
rested on a
satin pillow
safe in the
Captains Quarters
hidden from the Crew.

unlocked his wealth
his treasure
his gold
to be treated
with the utmost
respect
to valuable
to be thrown
onto a shelf or
not lain on
the finest of fabrics

gave him a reason
to go on each day
risking his life
protecting the
men that
worked under his
command
encouraged him

when the
waters swelled
against the bow
and rocked his ship
mercilessly
in the storms
that there was
a meaning
to it all

this key
that he held
sacred
gave him untold
pleasure
when he unlatched
the strong box
his motivation
to continue
the fight
across the seas

This key
unlocked what
he desired
most in this world
the one and only
photo of his wife
and child
….his only loves

For this key
was the instrument to
return home once again
safe and alive

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Life does change

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She stands
in the garden, alone in her thoughts, not knowing what her life will bring, simply letting her mind wander to what the future holds for her, what goes through her mind?
she bows
her head, trying to breathe, trying to visualise the hours ahead, the day of becoming a married woman, the moment she says I do
she leans
against the wooden tree which gives support to her trembling body, for she is nervous yet exhilarated at the age of twenty-six, young and about to begin a new life
she has
her dream come true, like many other young women to find their companion in life, to commit, to begin travelling down an unknown road with the one that she loves, her wedding day
could she
have known it would cease,  did it cross her mind on this day the 16th February it wouldn’t
be forever
she has
moved on, she is very happy in her life and she is also happy for the man that was
her husband
life changes
feelings get lost, communication breaks, meeting a T intersection, different directions
are taken
but she
is ok with that, for life isn’t always perfect, sometimes it’s not a fairy tale romance, not the happy ever after, but lessons are learnt, she has grown and now she can look through the photos of that day which bring a smile to her face and she can remember ….life does change

A letter behind the mirror

Prose Exercise – Write a story in which a letter is found behind a mirror.
From www.davidrm.com

This is dedicated to  Meditating Mummy’s Blog  loves Pride and Prejudice and all things romantic.

My dearest William,

Forgive me for writing, forgive that I have not found the courage to hand deliver this to you in person at the garden party two weeks ago, where I saw you for the third time.

I have battled with my inner feelings so, moreover the last few weeks and even now as I put pen to paper, I struggle. I know not, even as I write, to summon the courage to give this to you and if I do, how would I do this? For it must be with the utmost discretion.

Each time I see you, my heart does flutter, like the wings of a dove set free, alas, I am not free. Nor shall I ever be.

Like the dove my heart soars, every time I hear the mere mention of your name, or as fortune permits that I see you and it saddens me so that our lives are not intertwined.

My love for you is greater than all the treasures in this earth and yet I am alone, so very alone.

I wish to be unshackled from the life that I have now, that I may walk with you amongst our friends, our heads held high, or perhaps if I may be so bold, in the gardens alone.

I dream of you William, I blush as I tell you this. Modesty, I have none at this time, my thoughts and forgive me, my desire for you, would, in the eyes of others be seemingly wicked and un-lady like, yet they are thoughts I cannot control or keep to myself any longer.

Your fun for life, humours me greatly and something that I sorely miss in mine.

I know that I shall never be free, or that you would even consider the prospect of us ever meeting, but I write this nonetheless.

I ask for exoneration dearest William for taking the liberty of airing my feelings towards you, for I feel that you do not even know of my existence.  There was a glimmer of a smile in my direction, or I hoped that it was for me, a smile that bound my heart to yours.

I must be brave and console myself that you perhaps may feel as I do? Did you see my blushing cheeks as I fanned myself, not from the heat of the warm summer day, but the feelings that rose in me.

Have you noticed me amongst our friends? Though I am a woman spoken for, my relationship is an unhappy one, this is why I present my desires for you, shamelessly and wanton. I ask only one question of you and I pray your answer is the one I am longing to hear.

Will you meet with me my love?

Mary

Love under the willow tree

Chase me through the rain
shout my name out loud
I turn my head I laugh

drops from clouds hit my
face, chase me up the hill
my dress soaked through

the wind will not banish
your voice it only carries
it closer to me

hits my face like the rain
chase me my love, up to the top
where the willows brush the earth

you love me..is that what you said
rain shall not dampen how I feel
hearing those three words

run to me, catch me and throw
me to the ground take me
if you will, you said you loved me

nothing else in the world matters
not the rain, nor the wind
you love me, I want your love under

the willow branches

Lonely

Lonely
on darkened hill a willow stands
limbs hang scraping the earth
as if trying to dig a hole to
escape

lonely
as the lamb or calf stand in the paddocks
in the fierceness of winter hail and rain
their coats saturated from the
rain

lonely
the broken-hearted woman
with so much love to share
sits alone at her table and dines by
herself

lonely
the father who waits for the
fortnightly visits from his children
wanting to hear laughter hold them
close

lonely
the animal in the shelter hoping
that someone will pass by and take him
away from the four x 6 cage that he lives
in

lonely
the dreamer who aspires to be grand
yet lives his life thinking that he is
not worthy of being noticed he has nothing to
give

lonely
the writer for their voice are words
placed upon paper hoping that thoughts felt
deep within will be recognised and there meaning
known

What we say to our partners…

Compliments, us women love them. I wonder if our men folk love them equally?

What does the lady in your life want to hear? I am trying to list ‘genuine’ compliments/words not the ‘I want to get you in the sack corn’. A light-hearted and serious look at things we sometimes say to one another.

Genuine from our men-folk

You look stunning.
Hairdresser did an amazing job hun.
How pretty are you looking right now.
I so wish you would believe me when I tell you that you have a great figure.
You are the greatest mum.
Being with you would have to be one of the smartest things I have done in my life.
That dinner/lunch/breakfast was amazing.
Woah, that dress is gorgeous on you.
I love you.

For the smarmy get in the sack type compliments/words…

I swear you want me make to want to put this TV control down.
I think you boobs are fantastic.
You sure I’m not living with a Victoria’s Secret Model?
Your ass is so hot I could melt butter on it.
You cook better than my mum.
You are my porn.

For the men genuine perhaps…

My god you scrub up well in that suit.
Ok you have lost weight where’s that stomach gone?
You are the greatest dad.
I couldn’t be happier than when I am with you.
Jeans, T – Shirt… oh my ..ok I think you may get lucky 😉
That hair style really suits you.
So glad I have a handy-man around the house.
Thank you for helping me out with the housework.
Thank you for cooking dinner.
I love you.

The smarmy version…

That orgasm made me scream in German – I don’t even know German!
Is there any jar/can you can’t open?
When you snore you remind me of the cutest, fluffiest Panda Bear.
I so don’t mind you not helping me with the housework sweety..relax watch the game.
You’ve done how many push-ups…it shows.
Don’t worry I’ll mow the lawn, play your X Box.
Honestly babe, the toilet seat can be left up, doesn’t worry me at all.
Johnny who?

I think both genders require and enjoy hearing ‘genuine’ compliments every now and then.

Mr. S and I both still compliment one another when we are all ‘dressed up’. We thank each other for helping one another. We say please and thank you and I love you. To often it’s the little words that have so much meaning, which sadly we simply can forget in our busy schedules. Taken for granted, which can sometimes lead to animosity,  a little kind word here and there can only but help to improve relationships. Agreed? What do you say?

There doesn’t have to be a ‘reason’, to show someone who you like/love. Simple things like taking pride in their appearance especially when you go out (ie doing your hair, having a shave – goes for both sexes) 😉 helping out with chores without having to be asked (both sexes).
We all have the need to feel special, to feel loved, to feel that we are worthy. We appreciate the little words that help us feel that way. There certainly doesn’t have to be a reason to say I love you.

I wrote a similar post some time back if you missed it, go take a peak 🙂
https://ramblingsfromamum.wordpress.com/2012/09/20/keeping-the-romance/ ‎