God Made a Dog.

GOD MADE A DOG!

Fido cares not what I do what I say
What I feel in any way!
The love, in his eyes, unquestionably looking at you
Their's, no trust issues in his mind
As he greets you as you come by
Seeing  you the gladness in his eyes
Barking excitedly jumping greeting you
So happy in seeing you!
In gladness or in sorrow he's there by your side
Gazing at you with love in his eyes
Their's no compromise in his mind.
As you hug him tears in your eyes
Chokingly you cry!
As he nuzzles you trying making it alright.
When you're breaking your heart
Fido is there lying by your side
When there's darkness in your heart
Therefore you no matter what
You hug him crying your heart out
And Fido unquestionably reaches out
Popping a kiss upon your visage
He's always there by your side
Sensing your mood when you're sad...
Thanks for seeing my faults not.
We, humans, are a fallible lot
Our transgressions we can help not
In our hearts love lives,
Even those that love's, not our peculiar ways
Fido cares, not a jot in any way...
I love fido such a lot!
If ever, am left alone I'll get a dog
And call it my own
Expect much of me! I'll know he'll not
Except be there for He,
My pal he'll be...

                       By Connie James...

The She Devil

                 
                   
                           Hugo & Bathsheba
                                       
                 
Having cast his glasses upon the sands whilst cavorting was he
There was Hugo the boy with his beautiful body cartwheeling for all to see
With that golden tan, such a sight did he make, beautiful was He!
That proud stance the roving eyes as if to say hey;
Just look at me, trying to impress the birds on the far side of his
Having the time of his life cavorting on the sands.
Until a she-devil spy'ed him, having fancied what she did see
Giving chase tormenting him daring him to look her way
Getting her hands on his body his great bod beautiful
But Hugo would have none of it taking to his heels and flee.
And the she-devil with fever in her blood lust in her eyes
Demented as she was to get her hands on him
The boy would surrender not and so to his heels he took and run
Casting his glasses upon the sands
The mirrors to his world the mirrored glass to his eyes
He's glasses are still there lost amongst the sands
And he invisibly so amongst the grains of sand hiding from that she-devil
With fever in her eyes, prowling panther-like
Not giving up on her pray watching like a hawk.
But the mirrors to his world still out there on the sands
You can see him in silhouette through the lens of his glasses
But Hugo could see not as he lost the mirrors to his world upon the sands.
Having had enough fed, up he stood up to fight
Kicking her butt Kung-Fu like...
But the boy a fighter he was not overpowering her not
Standing there with anger in her eyes
She was stronger than him having the devil within
Desist she would not having her wicked way with he
With fever in her blood that demonic she-devil
With the mesmerising hungry eyes taunting him mercilessly
In her stance she blocked his way, wouldn't give way to him;
He saw red like confronting a bull she, could see the change in his eyes
Hugo changing his mind standing up to her, giving her a what not
Then well satisfied, coming down to it his glasses he needed not
Sorting that she-devils with fever in her eyes
The boy with the coolest frame and sexy eyes.


But with the passing of time Hugo could forget her not
That She-devil with the mesmerising eyes
She could mesmerise the birds from the trees with that smile and that included he
Under his skin she was, he couldn't stop thinking, thinking of her
She was wild she was feral, with the longest hair
Large mocking laughing amber eyes
The fever exuding within him in his mind in his blood
Playing havoc with his mind but Hugo could forget her not ingrained on his mind she was
Drinking he's started he could eat nor sleep; in a dire mess was he
But Hugo could rest not starting going out and about from morn till night obsessively
Hunting the streets at night and in the morning the sand dunes on the beaches
Looking high and low looking where ever he went
There was sign of her anywhere picking up sticks and went
The she-devil disappeared from sight nowhere to be seen
Hugo going out of his mind the obsessive obsession that he hunted for her obsessively
With her on his mind, he could sleep not thinking of her not logically,
And in the morning, staring out into the distance ambiguously
Fixating his attention across the horizon far...
His mind somewhere on the sands.
That morning she took his mind feverishly
The ambivalence in he the certainty that she was playing with him
Sure he was that she'd be stalking he like, a Stag in must...catching him out
The obsessiveness within him the ambiguity in effect not rational
Instinctively or not for his mind had no peace of mind
But the boy with the mocking laugh, the beautiful bod
That's sending shivers down her spine
Those mesmerising eyes the she-devil in disguise
Sending shivers down, his spine

Hugo could control not his imaginings that she may come upon him
Little by little spontaneously as on that very first day
That he lost his reason his rationality
Hugo was transcending into love or indeed lust.
For his peace of mind he had none she had robbed, him from his peace of mind
He could sleep not she being in his thoughts impregnated within
On that autumn morning, he goes about kicking the autumn fallen leaves on the street
Tears falling silently his thoughts in turmoil sorrow within.
She was deeply ingrained in his soul which surprised him
The wildness in her that gaze in her eyes the mocking laughter that he could not abide
She knew what she wanted, and she wanted that proud young man
Frolicking on the sands with his disdainful look
Looking at those others in his world disdainfully
Thinking highly of himself a lover's gift to the women of his world
Until he falling under the spell of that she-devil.
Lost was he forever lost caught on, her web so beautifully made
He could not escape like a moth perpetually fluttering by in the wind
Her tentacles were many there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to get him
She spied on him, many a day as she watched him on the sands
The proud look in his stance he's eyes mesmerising her
she went all out in her guise looking at him under the lashes of her eyes
Inviting tempting until one day she caught him
The boy with the beautiful frame even without the six pack
He was beautiful and clever with it
he was a caring soul caring for those around him with a word a smile
making those feeling better with his music quietening their minds their souls
As he quietly speaks and sympathises with them
It's not something he'd put about, the caring side of his, the thoughtful side
of the "He-man" like although within beautiful was he
But showing not it wasn't cool that feminine side of him, so he believed
But she knew as she looked at him she could see the goodness within him
She was going to get that young man come rain or shine.

Bathsheba saw him coming by kicking the autumn fallen leaves
Like a game... shuffling like a dance.
Once more she stands before him long dishevelled hair hazel eyes
Mesmerising him tempting defying him
His mind refusing to believe that she was before him with laughter in her eyes
She reaching high to kiss his eyes his mouth, he rooted to the spot
He could reason not that once again she had the better of him
Fascinating him with her enchanting ways
He just stood there let her ministering to him her kisses so sweet
As she kissed his eyes he's lips his mouth deeply
His mind floating high on a higher plateau was he.
He taking over as they floated on, a perpetual sea
Of sensations, their senses heightened as they held tight.
As he knew what was missing from his life since that morning on the sand dunes.
As Bathsheba stood before him suddenly looking into his eyes
Saying hi babe..missed you missed this vision before my eyes
In my obsession wanting to come close so close to you
Holding you in my arms making tender love wild love to you
Not like that very first time so wild was I
But baby that's the only way I knew...
In my primitiveness
Wanting you to notice me, but you arrogantly pretending not to see me
In all my glory!
In my heart wanting you obsessively,
But there's no reasoning with a mind that thinks not.
A body that'll yield not...
Please say something won't you !!
she says imploringly
Ohh my darling she says looking at him with fever in her eyes
I've been standing from afar drinking the beauty of you
I know not why you affect me so, like an obsessive obsession mind in turmoil
From that moment I set eyes on you, I knew that you were for me you were mine
Within me, I carried this vision of you making love to me holding me tightly loving me
Won't you kiss me, she touches his face thus kiss me,
Softly so softly like the touch of a butterfly
Covering his lips with hers
Gazing at him under the lashes of her eyes ambiguously.



Hugo standing there hypnotised bewitched by this beauty before his eyes
Voicing, in his ambiguity the longing in him for her.
I've been to hell and back searching, searching for you
You've taken my peace of mind my reasoning
That seed you've planted within me my reason
Casting asunder my reason to live
Can not eat nor sleep I can see you everywhere in the face of every woman
I do stare.
In crowded streets in each girl passing me I see you in every face tormenting me
Since that time on the dunes you mesmerised me so wild you were
So wild I've wanted you in my working hours every minute of my nights
Every day of my days;
The illusion of you dispersing not from my mind
The yearning for you is such I have no peace of mind in every day of my days.
Looking here at you I want to hold you tight making love to you
Every which way I know.
My mind became alive just looking at you
Can I touch you!
kiss you run my fingers through your hair.
Every inch of you;
Run my hands over your body feeling every sinew of you
Feeling the very breath of you as you inhale ahh!
As I run my hands tuning you like a fine piano
And you exhaling with a sigh!
In his eyes, the longing in him is such running his fingers through her hair
To feel to want to feel her close.
To make love to this demented beauty before he's eyes.
With hazel eyes longest hair brown like the shades of chestnuts so wild!
As she looks at him defiantly he touches her face thus,
Running his knuckles upon her cheek, softly like a whisper
So softly, like a velvety black sky in silhouette
Its stars little diamonds scintillating in the blackness, of the night.
Nuzzling close, scenting the scent of her mesmerisingly
Huskily he says;
You've taken my mind my sanity since that day on the dunes
And I not! Being strong enough to resist your wiles, was the downing of me
Oh yes, I've wanted you, I've wanted you like water in a dry desert,
Like a sightless man wanting to see...Like the blood in my veins tormenting me
His senses way high playing delicious sensations on his mind
I've wanted you since spying, you from the corner of my eyes
My pheromones flipping, by your beauty, my eyes drinking you
Ohh, Lord! to hell and back, I went, searching you.
With this obsessive passion eating through me
But the ambivalence in me, my mind reasoning not;
Trance like was I ! Taking into my heels fleeing from you
Best course thought I, but you'd not let me be, tormenting me!
Defiantly abetting me waiting for a reaction confronting me
Like an explosion within me!
I in the extremity's of my mind my being could reason not
Why this beauty wanted with me, for she was beautiful.
Those eyes that smile that laughter defiantly laughing at me
Your voice! You drove me beyond insanity
Here you are now before me wanting to touch you once again
Are you real !!
Not a figment of my imagination?
Reaching touching her longingly.
Ohh yes, she's real!
A strobe like lightening running through him
Holding her as if life so dear had no meaning,
Inhaling the scent of her the scent of a woman
Love transcending within him the sigh.
From the deepest part of him, the very core of his being
Emanating pain like.

 Bathsheba
If only you knew my darling the torment within me
hiding from you from that first time I came upon you
There was a madness a fire in my blood
That was the only way I could get you to notice me
So primitive was I in my loving of you
When I think of you, my mind running wild wanting, you to want me too
I knew you took note of me as you were prancing amongst those sand dunes
Turning me on and on knowing what I want, and I knew I wanted you
Perpetually, my mind forwardly reaching wanting to touch you
To feel close so close to you
If we want the stars I believe you must reach high
No matter how far those stars may be you must reach high and pluck that star
From high up in your firmament, my darling I did just that.
As if I got on a train a plane a rocket to reach you
That shining star in the elements of my firmament that was you.
So plucking that star that was you; shining through.
The very regions of my mind
To the core of my being emanating lightness from the darkness
Asking you to make love to me hardship it was not!
Want you to hold me close so close when there's fire in my blood holding me tight
And when the moment comes that I cry out your name time and again
I want you my darling to love me like a tomorrow there'll never be
For you are in my blood deeply within me.
I can help not these feelings within the very core of me
Because a tomorrow may never be for you for me
As you kiss me making love to me I want you to think my darling
What'll be most pleasing to me as you touch me as I touch you!
Our minds on a higher plateau in tune in what you want from me and me you
Forget not my feelings.
A paradox you are an opened book to me
I can read you as I look at you kiss me my darling kiss me.
I feel you like a butterfly fluttering, by hovering over me
You eyes incandescently burning through me
My mind soaring inexplicably as your looking at me that way
What chance have I when you look at me that way, wondering
Pictures in my mind in ecstasy feeling your hands fluttering over me
Piano Pianissimo Changing to allegro fortissimo
The waves within me I can stand not the feeling within
Kiss me my darling kiss me demanded you huskily.

Hugo's cry from deep within
From the very first touch, you sent shivers through my mind
Like a fibrillation to my heart tuning, me piano like, your fingers your eyes.
And each string you pluck me, guitar like pinging messages through my mind
My mind, euphorically I knew you felt the same as me
This need for the other, no other will do
Cruising from this moment in time
Whispering insistently words sinking not conscientiously
As if we're riding those thermal winds unconsciously
With the ambivalence of our souls spontaneously combustion the fire within
But with a body thinking not a mind reasoning not
There's no reasoning when lovers speak fire in their blood their minds
Looking at you there's no reasoning in my mind!
Look at me!  says you as am making love to you open your eyes
I want to see the light emanating from within, want to see the fire in your eyes.
Have you an inkling how I feel at this moment
Like that very first time we collided.
The euphoria this exhilaration in me, love me darling love me
As I drink from the fountain that's you, the thirst within
Oh my darling love me like a waterfall cascading over me
As I graspingly at the air with nothing there to anchor me
As I cried out love me!
Sinking into a mire of delicious immorality
Ohh darling love me you whispered huskily sending me into a frenzy
Drowning in that water fall's that's you, wanting you.
I knew not I had it in me this wantonness to need to feel!
You all around me your mouth driving me deliciously into ecstasy
Time and time unknowingly we collided once again
When our minds can reason not our bodies refusing to reason
That you took my reason my mind life, without you I can barely think not
Cruising through life, we can not my love
Since that time having cast my glasses upon the sands
As if we were those grains of sands fusing together
In the millenniums to come you and I fossilised in stone
Mesmerised when we transcended into love.
Time and time again.

Foolish Me

I miss He!
A new friendship exciting can be
Excitedly, through my poetry, we came to be.
Admonishing me, in my recklessless
In agreeing that he joined, my web
My spiders web said I!!
But how could he read my poetry,
If I didn't agree that's the only way!
To read my words...
We talked & talked animatedly endlessly...
From morn through the day we had much to say
Intensely was, he right there before me saying hi
Every moment at any time would say good day!
In the darkness of the night shut up we could not.
Now can't even pass the time of day!
But foolish me went along with he
Chatting endlessly so good was he at listening
Or so thought I!
Enough of me or me of he could have had not.
The ambivalence within me
Myself I could be with, he perpetually.
We talked about everything & anything
Without barriers, frontiers we had none,
I miss he!
Believe, could not we had much to say
Enough of the other had not in any way!
Until he admonishing me
The words I'd use what I'd say
Getting annoyed at whatever I'd do or say
More f...ked up than me anyway!
Big mistake, said He.
Mistakenly!
I can only be me, myself!
Know not any other way to be
Up front that's me
No pretensions about me
An open book I am always will be
I miss He!
There, he's not for me,
After, all there's nothing at all we should be
If friends we can not be
Lonely, feeling so lonely!
Without our words, mourning he.
I miss he!
Carrying this ache within me,
I know not why it should be!
But he cares not want's not to pass the time of day
All my life, why apologising should I be
Apologise, I do not for being me!
Why should I care
How can one turn so suddenly!
Surprised I should not be
Those that I care, turn off, care not for me!
A new leaf I shall turn a new chapter
Caring not for anybody, a fool I must be
Foolish, foolish me
I miss He!

                           By Connie James...

The Laughter Within Us

Pretty soon I'll be saying good, bye to my paradise island in the sun
Where God's cast a spell leaving me mesmerized by the beauty of it all.
Will have to leave laughter behind, with the ones that I love
For the last two weeks have not done much
But laugh until our jaws our sides hurts.
The euphoria within I can not abide
To leave those that are blood of my blood
With silent tears flowing on my last day on my paradise island in the sun
We, been everywhere the old boy sister and I and her hubby too
We, been up steep hills mountains highs
Until our legs carry us can not anymore
The pain in our pins is such that we can walk not, no more
But the laughter within us
The sense of the ridiculous is such
That we laugh & laugh as if a tomorrow there was not
Dear sis birthday three days past such fun it was
Little brother too, we couldn't let it pass
Without celebrating his too
Surprising him at his place of work with, champers
And birthday cake walking in singing a happy birthday to you....
He standing there emotionally we could see tears in his eyes but flowing not
I think he loved it his just as emotional as the rest of us.
But the day after tomorrow will be flying away
From my paradise island in the sun
Where the sun shines and the wine flows
And the beautiful little cakes that made me put on a pound or two
Irresistible they are so moreish too, that one can not pass
Without buying half a dozen or so.
Leaving behind the ponchas the fire water the brandy
That has been such fun experiencing once again
The bounty that surrounds one the flowers the fruits unrecognised by many
Me and the blood of my blood,
Like my lovely niece and her family
My handsome nephew such a sight to see
And his beautiful love sitting beside he
Indeed my paradise island in the sun
Where the mountains peek beyond the clouds
Like a veil descending low,
Down bellow the waterfalls as one runs through
The wonderful panoramas before one's eyes
My Madeira my paradise island in the sun.

                   
                                            By Connie James... 

My Dickey Foot

Hi, there my friends...
I must put pen to paper a weight has been lifted from my mind
This is about my dickey foot, 
My little sis must be up there looking out for me...
I, at last, had my appointment to see the quack at the hospital
Except he was no quack you see, he was a real consultant 
A real knowledgeable man, he explained step by step 
As he poked and prodded me, listen, carefully to what I had to say 
To all the symptoms as I saw it ...
He listen and nodded not sweeping under the carpet or patronizing me...
He examined my legs and feet. he stuck pins on me to see what I felt or didn't feel...
He was a real jewel...don't you see
He knew what was on my mind I've been carrying it for some time
What terrified me most ...I thought I was suffering,
From Motor Neurone disease...the symptoms I described
Wasn't compatible to that, ghastly, disease it doesn't usually run in families... 
My little Sis died off...from that ghastly disease
And like me, it started on her feet I thought here we go again...
Starting on my right foot, out of nowhere my foot gave up the ghost on me...
Went out to dinner with friends, getting up my foot gave up on me down I went ... 
I just couldn't feel my foot as it went numb flapping on me, 
I didn't have control, it had a mind of it own
I couldn't wear sandals shoes or sandals, I was in a right pickle
Went to see monsieur le quack, without even examining me ... 
Saying  its arteritis he was a real big head, a pompous asshole...
For months I took his words as gospel...wasn't happy, 
Saw a different doc, see what the problem was...
Saying  I couldn't feel my foot off to the hospital, he sent me...
But in between shit happened ...with cancelled appointments, back and forth to the doc...
Finally, I saw this wonderful man...a Rheumatologist putting my mind at rest, 
The news is good it's not what you think...
My problem is common peroneal nerve palsy...Motor Neurone it's not 
Although you've dropped foot, a splint you might need to wear ...
I hate splints says I!  having my own way to strapping my foot, 
They'll be no splints for me! b I may never wear, my sexy sandals and shoes again ...
Am not giving up yet you see...
I've got a cupboard full of them I'll wait, a little while longer ...
The charity shop may end up with them, ugly shoes I never thought I'd end up wearing ...
I'll look like the ruddy bag lady, dragging her bloody foot...
But it might even get better my consultant said he...
I could have given him a great big kiss...
But instead shook his hand, & winked at him saying...
I hope I don't have to see you again, keeping my fingers crossed, 
See what happens, am smiling see. 

                                By Connie James.

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Remembering...

                         
                 Remembering...                      

Remembering you suddenly their's that ache within me
Like a pain exuding from the deepness,
The very core of my being
Missing you terribly unable to see you
The hustle and bustle of my city down bellow
Remembering thinking of you
The sky's at mid light
In the darkness of my nights
Sitting writing to you
The emptiness of my pages my, pen refusing to flow,
The uncertainty of you, not seeing you.
By my window pane, I sit and stare
My mind so full of you
And that ruddy bird at scratching my window
I thought it was you, I like it not, not seeing you.
My bookshelves so full those books I gave,
Know not where you are or what you do
In my mind, I can see the distances so far, far from you
Quite frankly this naked obsessiveness
My need to seeing you, to hold you feel you!
My skin against you making love
Like that first time
By the moon half light shining down on you.
Standing by my mirrored glass, I can see your face
I could believe not it was you
The reflexion staring back at me in silhouette
In that half, light so young you looked!
Reaching to touch that face I loved so
In all that I am or all that I was or will ever be
I gave on to you
And in my hunger my struggles
The voidness of you
I try reaching you caress you
In the streets, the shopping mall's
By the riverside as we wandered through.
Running from my room I can feel the presence of you
In all my imaginings standing there before you
As I reach and touch your lips with mine
That slight caress will do to send my senses sky high
I can see hunger in your eyes hypnotising me
Terrified of meeting you at this moment in time
My words lost the emptiness within me
Believe, I can not, you're thinking  of me.
Going about my life wondering what you'd do
If I was to reach and touch your face
My hands feeling the memory of you
In my imaginings
My mind floating through
I standing there whispering softly I love you
Feeling the nearness of you
Extolling my words to the winds feel you there
Below that mountain high in the hills the savannahs
Down the valleys bellow,
Scattering my words to the winds just for you
An ache running through me I must see you
In the darkness of nights before the light shone through
Yet again I reach and touch, feeling you there beside's me
With tears flowing as I await you
I can hear the last train whizzing by that flash of light blinding me
As I am standing there shivering,
Trembling hugging myself in the night's dew
I so want to see you love you...
As I see you coming by
My tears flowing from my eyes
Whispering I sigh's I love you.


By Connie James

Even!! I'll Never Be

Good Morning My World!
Cuz...Vacated my world, she liked not my words
Inferring there's something wrong with me.
Mad I must be! "crazy"!!
But when the going gets tough, the tough gets going 
Can't say am surprised it's happened all through my life
She's a bloody nuisance you see!
Control no one can me, controlled I'll not be.
But agreeing we do not, in everything one says...
It's a free world, supposedly!
What can I say, if speech can be free not what's the point anyway
My God gave a brain, I guess its ok to use it...
If a brain I had, not I'd think not that would suit those
Hiding delusionally, just in case just in case just in case!
Madness comes our way...
Those proclaiming me a bloody nuisance...
How dare she!  Extol what's on her mind!
In hot water all the time she is...F..k them
If my mind can be free not,
Life's won't be worth living...
I hide not behind a façade that everything is groovy!
Groovy everything's not, those blood of my blood
My own existence, not worth living
The truth I'll speak out, come hell or high water
Like papa use to say, do the right thing always.
A child's memories count not for nothing,
A rebel they'd call me!
Having a mind of my own, for my own freedom
To exist in my little corner of my world!
But a rebel I'd rather be than those cowardly pretending,
Banal words they'll extol but doing bugger all
When things they like not, it changes nothing at all.
To give in would be far easier I guess, to just go with the flow...
Putting up with the s..t they'd throw at you.
But that wouldn't be me...
For I, throwing back at them I'll always will, be
Anger exuding within me,
I could crush a grape what's his name used to say...Larry
Funny thing that coming to mind...I'd say.
Forsaken I'll always will, be by those, agreeing not always,
The way they see things.
Ohh Lord, such a lot of hard work coming my way,
With this bloody book of mine.
Hell will freeze for all time...
With me in it, in the flames of hell, I'll forever be
With my rebel-ness...
Anger residing within me...
Even...I'll never be, too many of them
Against me!

Connie James...

Nothing at All

Many moons ago on this day, I was born
On that paradise island in the sun
You would have thought, oh what a gay day!
As mama took me home on that fated day
A pretty little thing I was not so they said
Grandmama hissed aren't you ashamed to bring that home
As if two heads I had! a ray of sunshine she was not,
Know not what mama thought or said
Imparted to me that was not, of what she felt what she thought.
She'd talk not a lot my mama, I remember much not
Many memories I have not, from my early years
Except I remember this searing pain. boiling water over me
Not mama's fault I'd say, except leaving that kettle where it should not be
Me falling over it, being burnt such a lot still have the scars to this day
To remind me one does not place a kettle where a child can reach or not.
A stick insect was I was as thin as can be through my early years
Why did she like me not, from the others differently she treated me not
I think not I remember not, she hugging me or not!
In the between years, I remember much not
I understood not why outsiders would say, she'll be the best of the lot
Knowing not their meaning, mama liked it not a lot
For an ugly duckling was I!
Thinking back those many moons ago growing up
My body I liked not my bum, my neck giraffe-like so I thought
Too long for my liking, my feet I thought enormous
Why was I so ugly!
Thought I, for I was not made to feel otherwise.
Staring at me, hated those outside self-conscious was I
I hated passing by men as they stare such a lot
Hissing at me hated it embarrassing I understood not so innocent was I
I knew not, nothing at all, the bane, of my life they were
I knew not how to act what to say.
So I became detached from my feelings my mind
Following me stalking, I guess today you'd say!
Unwelcome attention in any way...
But that's not here nor there I came through this growing up business
Unscathed I'd say giving myself not to anyone, they tried!
Mama would have skinned me alive!
I was meant for the one from across the waters, far, far away
Loaded he came, with cameras hanging from his neck
In that moment in time, my every angle he'd recorded
On the lens of his cameras, mad I thought he was...
Didn't know what he saw in me!
Go away says I, but a seed he'd planted in my mind my heart
Germinating ever so slowly.
Until one day a butterfly metamorphosing from that chrysalis that was I
My eyes open were as yet again seeing him standing there time and time again
Those cameras from his neck hanging at all times
Now here am I many moons since an ugly duckling I was
Just one love...But at times, I think I need more than I need
Never experiencing any other, missing something comes to mind
Wondering at times if the blue eyed at times on my mind...
What can one say when one thinks one needs
Much more than one needs but he's ingrained on, my mind, I know not
After, all many moons have gone by
I know not, I know not nothing at all...

             By Connie James...

Knowingly

Why darling must I, do everything, why must I!
Grasping insanity in my mind
Heights I can reach not.
My minds screaming out from the depths of me
The very core of me,    
For release, I can reach not,
This elusiveness this feeling within me
Can reach not leaving me.
Perpetually.
Reach can not the heights
This elusive illusion that's there for me
Taking me high, then crashing down so low
I know, I know it'll elude me, won't be there for me
Desisting exasperatingly.
Frustrating tears spilling out
Reaching the heights, I can reach not
Dejectedly screaming out my mind
This elusive feeling coming not my way
Grasping at nothingness crying out,
You're all over me, can almost feel the ecstasy
To feel, to feel my mind
Floating high clasping at nothingness
Leaving me deflated there's nought for me
Crying out your name, you'll leave me not,
Unless imaginings, in my mind he.
He that I dream, making love to me
Naughtiness, whispering in my ear does he
Lifting that gossamer from my mind
Perpetually in readiness for he
My mind inexorably awaiting he
Touching, feeling my mind convulsing
Reaching the heights attaching myself to he
My blood's on fire taking me higher
Into infinity
My minds so full of he!
This vision before my eyes as he looks at me
Knowingly,
How to play me!

                    By Connie James...

Will You Come, Will you.

Am far, but not that far from you
But If you really wanted to
Am just across the water from you
If you'd care to come, what would't you...
My words are full of love I forget not you
The lanterns twinkling at midnight
By the riverside I was waiting for you
I saw you sail away sail away from me
Those that saw me vacantly staring away to sea
As you puled anchor and sailed away far far away
In the darkness of my nights I could believe not you
Standing there stupefied as you sailed away from me!
Tiredly walking through my sleeping city
In ambiguity.
The strangeness between you and me
The strangeness of it was you loved not me
Sailing away from me!
Those pages awaiting for me are as empty as can be
Think I can not in a fog my mind will always be
In tiredness my mind dispersing not from me
My minds so full of you
In the night my sleepiness nights I lie thinking of you
With the moon at half light & the stars high above,
You still sailed away from me
Making me feel, like a stranger in my darkest of nights
How far are you from me!
Will you come!
Will You!.

                         By Connie James.

The Memory Of You

Being gripped, by memories of you
Sitting here the words I write so true,
Words forming on, my mind
Ambiguously
From the books, I've read words you've planted on, my mind
Seeing you, your hair floating in the breeze
Walking to me nonchalantly
Protecting your eyes from the sun as you squinted at me
In the freshness of spring
I see you softly like a dream, it knows that you
Like a breeze passing through
Your lips I'd kiss
My lips touching yours softly like a whisper...
Whispering, my darling
Gazing into your eyes, kiss me darling won't you!
But you heard not me, & I was near so near.
In the darkness of my nights
I'd whisper quietly my words
My words incapable
Of penetrating through,
In the darkness of my nights, I lie thinking of you
Softly dispersing before me like a dream
Evoking feelings within me,
I could feel your skin touching mine like a flame
In the lostness of time evolving at all times
Going through my mind again, it's true,
I touch your words with my lips as you try to speak,
Telling me!
Whispering sweet nothings.
I could see the look in your eyes
Seeing you, my mind so full of you
Forgetting, you being far from the stranger
Looking at me, living breathing.
In the times of spring

By Connie James  












    

Henry The Storm.

Ohh, Henry!
You've done it again losing your temper
Haven't I told you before
To curb your acts of violence
Sitting here, I can see the destruction in you
Why must you act dastardly
When you can not get, your own way
Going blue in the face, holding your breath.
Ominously I know what's on its way
You'll blow & blow erupting like a volcano
Cyclone on its way, like a whirlpool!
Stop it Henry Stop it;
Just quietly go and play away in the woods
It'll do you good you know!
Just curb your ways!
But Henry listen would not
Holding his breath standing there
His lungs about to burst
Oh, dear lord!
It's starting again, on its way.
With a vengeance, he'll blow & blows!
Stop it Henry stop, it.
Can't you see devastation before you
Uprooted trees
And the rain Henry!
Why must you let it rain too, won't just the wind do?
Must you play with the vehicles on the highway
Flipping them every which way
Scattering for all to see the power of Henry!
You're a bad boy, Henry you're a bad boy.
Enough Henry enough;
We want to see not, roofs flying by
Vehicles floating like toys
And for that matter, cows we want to see not
Flying through the air
Imagine!
If it'll decide to go, that'll teach you if it falls on you!
But Henry listen would not
Red in the face about to burst was he for all to see!
Control he could not this feeling within he
As he opens his bellows & blows & blows
Dastardly he'd blow
His eyes cold like ice, the blueness in its intensity
That whirl, wind like a funnel
Must stop it must calm you, throwing that mantle over you.
Holding you tight was all I could do
Now the sun's peeping through, Henry!
Look about you Henry look about you!
Your temperament will be the ruination of you
Abate you must do.
Pay heed, not those that mock you!
We know you're powerful
Abate, you must that power in you.

                        By Connie James.

RIP...Terry Wogan

Good Morning My World...

Rest In Peace Terry Wogan

Terry Wogan is no more! Am sorry to say. 
He was someone that was loved by many, many many of us
I woke up with He in the mornings, chatting away in my ears...
Such fun He was, the Gaelic lilt in his voice the twinkle in his eyes
The humour..In stitches, we all were most of time.
The listeners that were always there by his side...
He was like a drug to us. He was ingrained in our minds
His voice like a balm to us...
The naughtiness in He the innuendo in his voice
The John and Janet stories hillariously funny
We awaited with batted breath the next chapter each day
Had us cracking with laughter lifting that gossamer from our minds
Our minds that at times needed Terry's in our live's
Our lives will be the same not with Terry's gone
There's sadness in my heart...
My heart that at times flipped hearing his voice on the airwaves
Bringing a smile to my face my mind, with gladness was...
With love in our heart's we say thanks awfully for entertaining us
In most days of our lives, I can still hear the chuckle in your voice
Now feeling empty cause Terry's vacated the space close to our hearts...
We loved you, Terry Wogan...    
Now that Terry is no more, will miss hearing his voice terribly
Terry the one and only, there will be not anyone like him, again.
In the airwaves of our radio...

REST IN PEACE TERRY WOGAN
May your God keep you close to his heart
As you kept us close to yours...

By Connie James