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I would just like to share with you my little act of kindness. Please, don’t fill the comments section with things like, “Oh Verity, you are such a lovely person.” Or, “I wish I was as good a human as you.” Comments like that only make me blush, and besides, I know I will get my reward in heaven. Yesterday, I was at the checkout in my local Tesco supermarket. The queue was quite long and the frail old lady in front of me...

His Lordship Of Norfolk

everyone in Norfolk knows, that Her Ladyship wears the trousers.

His Lordship of Norfolkhas upset his lovely wife.This doesn't bode wellfor the future harmony of his life. Their Wedding Anniversaryhe has failed to remember.Too busy was he on Facebookbothering a distant family member. Her Ladyship cried, "Enough!This I simply can't accept,I'm taking away your laptop,and cutting off our internet!" "That adorable, sweet cousin of yours,that you stalk on there all day.will be scared to blo...

My dearest Lady HonourWith the wreaths of laurel in your hairShow me the cards that you hold so close to your chestTell me your secrets so that I may know you all the betterLet me show you how, where other men have failed and fallen by the waysideMy dearest honourable maidenMy sweetest Lady CharityWith the basket full of fanciesShow me the generosity that others have failed to unlock Tell me how kind you are so that I may...

Stalker of the Night

A lady that's longing for a man who turns out to be her stalker of the night.

I hear your whispers,   One silent cold night. I find it hard to decipher, What you are whispering about.   The stars are scattered through out the sky Brimming light that is coming from the moonlight. I composed myself for your near arrival, You, my love, are truly ethereal.   Take me along with you, For right now I am feeling blue. I want to feel every inch of you, For me to know if you are really true.   Take me along...

She sits and waits She does not know for what She dreams of yesterday Of love and laughter And a life full of smiles You can see it in her eyes The mist of tears shinning true When you call out to her And she looks up at you She is well past her prime An old lady most would say Just waiting to die When the door opens Her grandkids have come by She is full of life once more With smiles and hugs and kisses Till each one lea...

Poems Within Musings Within Poems Within...

Just read, there might be something you like about it...

I don’t mind people farting, but I’m sitting here like a terrorist. By which I mean that I’m sitting with my t-shirt covering my face and can scarcely be identified. This is not good. I want one day without someone farting. Yeah, you read this right, I’m writing a musing about farting. Fart fart, you think you’re smart,But really I want a horse and cart,To takeYou away and quell the smell,One moreFart and that’ll be my de...

My Lady, I’m missing you,That burn, the lasting finish.The way the bottle opens*Crack*, it goes, *glug*,Out pours my Lady. My nostrils take you in, I inhale deeply, I feel that burn,My eyes water a little.My lips rest on the edge of the glass,Nose deeply embedded.The first sip is a slow one,I let you linger and you burn,Slowly I swallow.Burn.You start in the back of my mouth,Slowly slide down my throat,A fire spreads thro...

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A Ramble Through my Mind

Take a trip, see what goes through my crazy little head.

Bread and butter. It’s simple and beautiful in its simplicity. It is one of those things that always comes through in a pinch. Whenever I’m hungry and there’s nothing else, I make myself a bit of bread and butter and it makes me happy.It’s the simple things that make me happy and you don’t get much simpler than bread and butter. I had some amazing bread a while ago. It was salt and pepper French bread. I wasn’t too keen o...

My second baby on the wayPit tar patter my heart wentExpecting, worried, jittery, a glowWarmth in my heart, love in my mindWish for a fairy princess in our livesLand of exotic where I livedConspicuous for worshipping goddessesNotorious for killing daughters in womb for wish of a boyBlink of eye time passed byA kiss of butterfly wingsI feel you unfurling in my wombJoy of life lighting my beingSometimes alone sometimes lone...

Lady Vodka (Poem 6 of many)

I drank her all up (boo hoo)

Drank my Lady,I drank her all up.She was tasty,now I long for more.I have no money,so long I shall.But I want more Vodka,sadly she is depleted!I drank her all up.But, alas, I shall not be defeated!My Lady Vodka, I shall have!I shall have and savourand love her flavour!And feel the burn caress my being.A Polish Lady, I shall acquireand times no longershall seem so dire,for Lady Vodka, is my desire!

Lady Vodka (Poem 5 of many)

Another outpouring of love for My Lady

Strawberries, My Lady,that's what you taste like tonightStrong, alcoholic strawberries.It makes me smile,you smell and taste differenteach time I drink of thee!Vodka: people think you taste...bland but strong,or like drain cleaner.Oh, how wrong they are!You're a complex Lady,My complex Ladyand I love to drink of thee.Straight, of course. No ice, either!Ice! What an abomination in spirits,especially spirits of your caliber...

I drink my Vodka straightOh, how I hateto see Her diluted,convoluted... Violated!Feel that burn!Let your tongue turn:Around and around,hear the soundof Her swirl aroundyour mouth, savourHer beautiful flavour,Make love to Herwith your mouth;let Her make love to youwith Her kiss,Her sweet, sweet beautiful kiss,I’ll never miss that kiss.That Lady knows a thing,or two, about seduction!What’s my deduction?Lady Vodka, you are.....

Lady Vodka and Kitty (poem 3 of many)

Kitty also loves Lady Vodka

The winter grains.They bring such a different texture:not harsh, though not too smooth,still warm, though a little chilly.They warm to my mouth,clinging and burning,gently. And the smell!Burning my nostrils,bringing tears to my eyes!My eyes, they close. savouring youletting you sit there, in my mouth,in my nose, in my heart, burning my chest.You, my Lady, are a conflagration,a fire spreading through my chest, my body.Neve...