La Vie en Rose

Ahh...La Vie En Rose...Magnifique

Ahh, such sweet cadences
Living me my mind with the purest of senses
Feeling my senses a wanting, for living 
Without any defences
My heart my mind battling most times for a reason to live
Extenuatingly not my mind my senses
My salvation within my mind this music rising into a crescendo
Like thunder levitating me my mind into nothingness
As I lift my arms up high, swaying eyes shut
Feeling the rhythm hugging myself dreaming.
Ahh, the cadences !
Reaching a crescendo, regressing to a piano pianissimo
Dancing cheek to cheek He & I...
Swaying, just swaying to the music, undulatingly
Like a waterfall flowing shedding tears
Once upon a time music lived in my heart
Ahh, the gloriousness of it
Living me mindless reaching up to touch
Your mind with mine!
As I reach up and touch, nothingness,
Going through me euphorically.
Feeling my mind in ecstasy like a poetry.
Verses & verses of poezia...
In my minds mind my heart, my soul...My hearing!
Extenuate can not this feeling
Control can not the raging within, me
As I dance indolently the sounds the sweet sounds
Feeling wild, in the years of yore undulating
Ferally as we danced wildly beneath the moon at full light
And the stars like diamonds in the velvetiness of skies
Underneath the fields of green...
When the world was young and we were & free green
Like Roses in full bloom diminishing....
La Vie en Rose...

                       By Connie James.

-2:45

New Beginnings

Good Morning My World...
Just to wish you a bright and wonderful day
It's a lovely bright day...
May the sun shine, on you always
And may it rain just through the night 
Leaving our days bright...
We need not gossamer's diffusing our light
In semi-darkness leaving our eyes sightless
Light must reign through in our mind of minds 
Dreaming of you, leaving me free of spirit
To lift my eyes up to the skies & let the light in
In our night of nights the darkness
Shadows within, our hearts in silhouette
With the moon at half light
Illuminating our path in the darkness of our nights
Leaving our minds to dream to sleep restfully
The dawn's in dew's upon you, every little creature
Stretches up to the sky's shut eyes welcoming  
Worshipping the rising of the sun descending upon us 
Lifting our gaze up to the skies
Scintillating unfurling before our very eyes 
A golden star, dis-budding like a flower
Life's eminently
Through light there's life 
& everything else in between 
The birds are singing a chorus a symphony
Announcing a new dawn a new day...
Joining them in a chorus
A symphony of new beginnings...

                          By Connie James.

Blowing In The Wind

Whispering silently through the night
As we held tight a little madness was alright
We danced indolently, the floor white so white
The bed in the moonlight's whispering's
I could scent a river in you, as the wind swept  through
Sending shivers right through my spine
In the palms of our hands, our dreams,
The dreams of lovers in the night our minds!
Shadows, silently sweeping, lying there you and I
The sleepless nights our minds the sigh's in the night
A quiet room  just you and I
The storm picking up as I open my window
The winds across the room
Looking out notepad in hand, I start writing
Blowing in the window
Flashing lightning striking just below my window
Hair standing on end looking into my mirrored glass
Feeling lost within uncertainty in my mind
That once in my lifetime strangely comes to me
That at my door you'll be feeling a certainty
The wind rattling my windows as I open the door
But you weren't there you weren't there!
Just the sound of the flowing river whooshing by
Looking out the streets ambiguously
Unknown by me
The cobbled streets of my childhood shimmering in the rain
Your shadow I see everywhere
Softly stepping almost like a whisper
As you climb one by one my stairs creaking
Howling winds in the night
Taking everything in sight
Just like that night you took my reason
As if my poetry never existed,
A different me!
Taking you away from me the storm
I cried in the night I uttered... please!
The lightning striking
Going back in time that night
As I kissed your shadow in the storm.

                          By Connie James

What The Hell

It's time to set  pen to paper,
Expressing gratitude to those
I've known most of my working life
Mary Hill's Pauli Lucy Karen,
Margaret left before me
Latterly Tony & Christine
Working by my side doing our own thing each one of us,
To keep the place running smoothly not easy
Falling mostly on one member of staff,  Mary
And all the rest inclusively has been such ride
Over the years
They've given me such a send off  with
With dinner gifts flowers and wine
Sitting around the table exchanging tales jokes of times past
But me being such a light weight my drink I can hold not
Feeling queasy throwing up one drink she's anybody's they'd say
These past three weeks I've been numb missing them such a lot
Within my little world feeling low
My working mates the customers we had a laugh or two
Missing the engaging of minds battling through our days
Keeping those satisfied at all times not easy
Most of all missing the comradeship the interaction the humanity
In our day to day's living, we were a good bunch,
A smile upon our visages greeting each other as we walked in
Most times, at times a gossamer over our minds quite we'd become
If turmoil's within our minds...after all were human first and foremost
These past 32 years I've enjoyed going in it's become part of me
I came with the shelving don't you see!
Ingrained within me, forwardly looking to the company
Getting up early in the morning two days a week
Walking down to Mary's driving down the road
Thanks for being there for me
My work colleagues my friends they've become
Even in times of strife when we're feeling low
There for one another we'd be comfortingly
When upset's ruled our world,  a shoulder to lean on we'd be
Sympathising with a hug or two...
I Miss you! with tears spilling out what am I to do
Can't even concentrate on my editing
Mind all over the shop feeling low...
On a day like this, it helps not you know
Our customers missing their smiles
As we chatted for a while exchanging pleasantry's
A good bunch they were
Treating those with respect in our day to day's living
As we'd like to be treated ourselves I'd say
But you know everyone not a peep from our boss
After 32 years you'd think a card at least he'd see...
But what the hell!!
Perhaps their right he cares bugger all...
Not at all...

                              Connie James

The Hungry Years

Lying, splayed out taking the sun
Feeling it's rays upon me
It's warmth going right trough me
Until He camera in hand focusing on me
Belief can not in my face that camera he'll always be
Why can't I just lie here worrying not
Whether the boy will or not
Focusing, on me the lens of his camera, disturbingly
On that rock, I lie like a beached whale knackered out
Go away won't you, please let me be
My body's not what it's used to be no, no sirree
Everything's gone down south...
But tunnel vision there must be inherently in he
That he sees not the decaying in me
My body thickening out slith I used to be
In my face clicking away
Flinching there's me, hiding my face from he
Oh please go away
Take away that camera with you
My sale by date I've passed its true
But clicking away engraving my soul
On the lenses of his camera!
With tears escaping my eyes I cry,  
What have they done with me!
For am not the same you see
But he sees not the real me!
But this illusion of what I used to be
Blinkered he must be
Grateful I should be that he sees not the decaying of me
Like a mermaid tired out,
Splayed on that rock its warmth penetrating through me
Gazing at the sky's wonder in my eyes...
Swaying in the breeze I see the gulls flying with easy
Waking from my revelry, my youth, stolen from me!
Stealing my youth whilst I wasn't looking
Now still I lie bikini, clad splayed out on this rock
Nothing changes, not a lot, except me!
Camera in hand with the illusive illusion that, am still hot!
By far, you're the best of the lot as far I can see
But my mirrored glass tells me otherwise, am not me!
Silently my tears flowing where have I gone
What's happen to me!
Touching my mirrored glass
My eyes following the lines on my visage
But a line on my visage I have not, yet what do I see
As another tear escapes me
It's not me that I see but a complete stranger staring at me!
Missing the hungry years when I used to be me!

                                      By Connie James

Roger Federer

 Hurrah!! 
You'll be back!!
Am sure you will Roger, 
For many of us your fans 
you are tennis personified...
Win or lose it matters not...
You have that presence that, je ne sais quoi! 
Been following you since, since times immemorial, 
For me tennis without, Federer not the same at all...
For you are the best of the best you must know...
So my dear Roger go take care of business
Look after that frame of yours, 
Be course an automaton your not 
You're made of flesh and bone,
Time, you must take recuperate your body and soul...
Such a pleasure watching you over the years prancing that court, 
Like a panther prowling every ball every point......
Emotion, you showed not much at all...
As you were chasing that Ball...
And we your fans going with the flow hollering encouraging you 
And with each point executed so well bulls eye! 
On the edge of our seats hollering like hell...
Like a roman arena, the noise deafening was, 
Standing there with a faraway look in your eyes
Mesmerising, us with each shot each stroke before our very eyes...
Erupting the whole court waving punching the air above...
Beating the other 3 sets to 0 
the whole court whooping tears in our eyes...
The boy's good we sigh's...
Hurrah!! 


See you next year at Wimbledon... 
Very best... 

                                     Connie James

A Land Enchanted

A Land Enchanted

It's an enchanted land to my minds mind
As I reach and touch your mind with mine
Fibrillation within us
Oceans deep the deepness of your eyes
Falling, falling emerging myself a bottomless sea
Grasping within...
My mind your mind so attuned
So attuned vibrating like a tune
Let me kiss, your mouth your eyes
The hollow of your throat I kiss softly whispering HI!!
This enchanted land of mine
Playing havoc with my senses my mind
Whilst the blood in my veins
In Celsius or Fahrenheit over the scale am I
O, lord!
Contain I can not my, mind delirium within
As I reach to touch his mind with mine
Overflowing at all times.
Looking into my eyes, the mirrors to my mind
I see a paradise lost gazing across this land enchantingly
But focus I can not you're in the vision of my eyes
The laughter in your eyes I sigh, right before me
How I love your laughing eyes
Lifting that gossamer from my mind
An enchantment tempting me! O my!
Somersaulting my mind right there in those golden fields
With the moon shining its light's enough
To gaze upon your visage
Think I can not reason, this aberration within me
Control my mind can not, my feelings
Impeding not what's on my mind
Your heart beating against mine fibrillating within...
My oceans whispering a lullaby swaying
On that forever beach whispering in the breeze
But on these golden fields beneath the moon at half-light
The cicadas singing infernally
My senses, enough's sending me inexorably
My senses my reasoning exists not
When thinking with my heart.
Finally riding that ocean wave
Reaching a point of no return
Grasping my mind at nothingness
Anchoring me,
Reaching up to my skies resist can not
An infusion of one's my minds mind
Of feelings scaling high
Anchoring can not the euphoria within
Crashing down with a sigh
Underneath a velveti-ness of skies
Darkness before light sets within
A state of oneness finally he & I!

                            By Connie James