by Susie | Aug 19, 2024 | Friends/Lovers, In Death, Love, Love poems, Memories, Multiple myeloma, Poetry, Site News, The Box of Secrets
I missed you, when the heated rhythm of Salsa, that feels so like chillies when they touch your tongue drifted across the dance floor, I missed you as this enticing music reached my jewelled pinned ears. Where were you? When the luscious...
by Susie | Apr 18, 2018 | Imaginations and inter-blogging, In Death, Love poems, Memories, Multiple myeloma, Poetry, The Box of Secrets, Uncategorized
When I don’t mention your name it wishes to slip through my lips it rolls around in my mouth it hinders my speech you are not a memory lost you are with me always yearning to escape, please can I mention your name? A new guest for tea like old school friends...
by Susie | Nov 24, 2016 | Books, Health Issues, In Death, Love poems, Memories, Multiple myeloma, Photos, Poems of Places, Poetry, The Box of Secrets
“The Box Of Secrets” Poems and Photos available in soft-back and hardback styles, all to be found on www.blurb.co.uk. Under poetry. Or http://www.blurb.com/b/7455812-the-box-of-secrets  This book is sold via Blurb and not from this page.
by Susie | Nov 20, 2016 | Books, Health Issues, In Death, Lincolnshire, Love poems, Memories, Multiple myeloma, Photos, Poems of Places, Poetry, The Box of Secrets
Introducing my new glossy coffee-table book full of ”Poems of Love” and gorgeous photos. You can find it over at www.blurb.com in the bookshop under poetry. In larger print for ‘tired’ eyes.
by Susie | Apr 4, 2016 | Imaginations and inter-blogging, In Death, Memories, Poetry, songs, Uncategorized
 Adrift, swooping swallows our only shade ends indolent inert day, laying naked in sun warmed ‘muddle’ the gentle sway of bobbing boat reveals this sleepy scene, the postprandial glass in hand, a passage, a chasm, this hiatus, this pause in time,...
by Susie | Apr 2, 2016 | Carers Support, Health Issues, In Death, Love poems, Multiple myeloma, Poetry
The sunlight crept over the wall slowly pulling itself as if tugging a tank the heavy night seemed distant the dreams seemed real… With heavy heart I looked at the sky the soft blue of a summer day was nearly upon me, light puffy wisps of pearly white clouds...
