Saturday, 31 July 2010

A Page Turner..


Tis a book like no other, no tale to tell,

forever open, with blank pages turning

Shouldst thou murmur a spell, incant the words well

thou wilt be blessed by a great deal of learning,


But beware of the Book before thou casts a first look

shouldst thy incant be in doubt , thou must ponder,

couldst thou pay the high fee, for it waits with such glee

as thou become trapped by a feeling of wonder


Yes, this Knowledgeable Book, tricks some who look

taking their minds and thoughts without sorrow

it just lives to take, there’s no pity at stake

so beware and mayhap think again on the ‘morrow…


LadyP © 2010


I’m going away on Holiday for a while.  I hope to catch up with everyone as soon as I return… take care,. my friends., and bye for now   .xPenx


Monday, 26 July 2010




Do you know me?

Say you do,

say you know my name

say it please I beg this day

for I forget, am I to blame?


I had a dream

that once I roamed

this world without a thought

but troubles came using my name

they came and I was caught…


I once was whole,

I once breathed life

into every living thing

I kept this world safe from harm

who tears me apart, poisoning?


Do you know me?

please, say you do….

for I forget my name

Was I Gaia?…Guardian of Earth…

Is it you should feel the shame?



LadyP © 2010

Friday, 23 July 2010

Black as Oil……..



Oh you mockers, wagging your finger,

shaking your heads, with eyes that linger,

on heads bowed down in abject sorrow

come the day, come tomorrow,

Seems that nothings come to pass

dreams have broken,  shattered glass,

nothing is as it seems at all

you climbed so high, but now you fall

down, far down, to the darkness waiting

you tried and failed and now they’re baiting

calling for blood as you once did,

so, finish it now, close the damned lid,

on all that future, promised bright

now what’s left?…’tis black as night…


LadyP © 2010

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Keep Your Nerve..


Ah yes, this was the place, the number on the door was correct, this was where the 'happening' was going to be held...It looked a gigantic dark building... Knock on the door, go on....knock...So said the voice inside her head, whilst her hand, almost of it's own accord, raised itself, lifted the large brass Lions Head, and let it drop..."Bang" it went, almost startling her in it's loudness... She took a step backwards, almost ready to run should the knock not be answered...Her nerves were bad enough as it was, thinking of what lay ahead tonight... But no, the doorknob started turning, then the massive door creaked open, to reveal a shape, a very large shape blocking out the light from within... "You knocked?"  the voice queried..."Yes" she squeaked nervously, and managed to ask..."Is this the Martins Residence?"...

The figure moved slightly so she now had a better view from the light shining from the lamppost on the street, ...My goodness, he was tall...6' 6" if she was a good judge..... "You're slightly early?"...the man almost accused..."Weren't you informed of the change to the starting time?" She stared, open mouthed, "but surely?...it can't be much later than this?"...They needed to start now, as soon as possible...or else it'll be much too late... He kept his darkly brooding eyes staring directly into her startled gaze, almost considering her statement, then, as if making his mind up, suddenly stepped aside and beckoned her to enter the abode.... She could hear the excited voices within, eager voices, voices suddenly high pitched, almost squealing...Voices which chilled her to the bone... Her heart beats quickened, it was nearly time, she had been readying herself for this moment, this stage in her life, almost before she could remember. She need to do this, and yes, she had tried to once before, but her nerve had given out. He ushered her into the first room off the massive hallway, it was a sumptuously decorated room, empty though, except for the one table, topped by lighted mirrors and a couple of chairs set near the wall, just to the left of the large un-curtained double windows...

'Do you have everything you require?'  his deep voice questioned behind her...She jumped, as her thoughts had turned inwards, thinking about what she had to do, 'Yes, thank you, ' she replied,  always polite, always ready to respond to friendly overtures. Although, looking at him, friendly wouldn't have been the first word she'd have come up with to describe him. She placed her bag on the chair, turned to look at him and firmly repeated ' Yes, thank you, I'll be fine, I have all I could need'.... He gazed at her for a couple of seconds, even that was almost too long a time.  He seemed to soften his attitude slightly, looking down at her from his lofty heights, was that pity in his glance?  'You'll be fine'...Then abruptly left the room, almost as if regretting his kind words...

She sat in front of the lighted mirror, attending to her makeup, then finally put on her costume, all the while thinking as if almost trying to comfort herself...'It won't be like the last time, I mean it's not as if they could kill me or anything...now could they?' The sudden appearance of the figure at the door startled her again and the voice stated blandly..."You ready ?...They're all waiting for you,"

She straightened, stretched her arms out wide and took a steadying deep breath, trying hard to calm herself. She followed him to the door of the next room, where they halted a second or two, listening, as the voices seemed even louder, frantic almost, surely they wouldn't harm her?...

'In you go' he said, as with a push to the small of her back, he almost threw her past the opened door,  threw her to the mercy of................

a room full of screaming children, various ages by the look of things, as her startled gaze tried to figure out where to stand..., “ Heaven help me, “  she thought, “being a Children's Entertainer really took it out on your nerves...Ah well....The show must go on.....”


LadyP © 2010

Monday, 19 July 2010

Counting Time..


 In this age of saving precious time

for what?, for where?, for whom?.

of hoarding each second like gold dust..

as if every lost minute spells doom...

Hurrying all the while, we move so fast,

not counting the cost to our souls...

racing from A to B...as if driven at speed

to our life's end, there to face our lost goals

Was it worth it, the hoarding, the saving 

as if life's a game or a lottery of chance?

why not choose to swirl in a slow waltz,

not spin round the dance floor in the latest fast dance,

why not…

slow down,

take time,

look all around you

take stock of who you are,

what you truly want done

for without knowing yourself,

you have found no answers

at 'Game Over', it's too late ...your time has gone...

LadyP© 2010

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

A Lost Day…



fkid_mirror_thumb[4] Today's been a strange day...In fact a very strange day....

It started slow...and continued exactly the same way,

I never seemed to quite grasp any vivid sensation,

of knowing which way I was going, in which direction.

This strange, strange day...where fact seemed to crumble,

and the edge of reason, of any sense taking a tumble..

just like fiction as I looked 'round for any sign of knowing

Where I was,  where I'd been...or even where I was going

This strange strange day,  which seemed almost a dream

What have I done?...What have I achieved?...Nothing it would seem.

I sat here, waiting, forever waiting, for what seemed like an age.,

No wonder I need a life, or mayhap a key to my self-made cage?........


LadyP © 2010

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Searching for Soul………..


Ever searched behind your eyes?

Ever looked deep and true?

Ever wondered what they see

when people look at you?

Do they wonder who I am deep down

Do they wonder at my nature

I hope I show a caring soul

and not a heartless creature.

mosaic mirror pompeii

 Ever looked into the mirror

Ever stared at the reflection shown?

Ever posed this way and that

trying to see what should be known.

Not in any narcissistic way,

not just to stand and glare

But to find truth behind the eyes

hoping a loving soul lives there..




LadyP ©2010

Monday, 5 July 2010

A Long, Thin Tale…..

Last night I dreamed
that I had died
it was so sad
I stood and cried
I looked around
but couldn’t see
where the flippin’ ‘eck
I could be
NO-one about
Just an open gate
I wondered
should I go in or wait?
It was slightly open
so I slipped in,
could do no harm
so where’s the sin?
A voice cried out
sounding like thunder,
saying ‘Who are you?’
Oops, what a blunder,
I took to my heels
with a quick glance to the rear
saw a white haired gent
giving chase quite near,
saying  ‘you don’t belong here
You’ve not in the book’
I picked up speed
hardly daring to look
As I reached some trees
for handy cover
He seemed to lose me
then knocked me over
a rugby tackle
brought me down
as I lay there winded
he remarked with a frown
’No name, no entry,
didn’t you know?
Unless you’re picked
it’s not time to go’
thank goodness for that
I thought with a smile
I was hoping to live longer,
or …at least for a while.
I suddenly woke up
in my own bed
grass stains on my hand
and a lump on my head……….



LadyP © 2010