After you have figured out who you are, share yourself with the world… Enjoy x

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Cold Blooded, Cold Hearted and Nude

What then ensued?
a childhood forgotten?
an adult un-glued?
a life filled with heart ache
no clues to be found
when dad took his pleasure
mum wasn’t around…
©Carole 2012


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Facebook Demons…

I’m keeping an eye on those who do spy
and those people I’ll try to detect
but give me a break, what will it take
this responsibility, you can’t deflect
I would go to gaol, for those parents that fail
to instill the dangers and protect…
©Carole 2012

You will notice no pictures here and that’s my point!


I Jigsaw

There’s a part of me that still loves you
and there’s a part of me that don’t,
there’s a part of me that still wants to,
but there’s a part of me that wont,
there’s a part of me that needs to be,
connected to the rest of me,
but that’s the part of me, that for my own sanity,
Will Never, Will Not, Wont…
©Carole 2011

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Lipstick on your collar?
Or lipstick on your face?
Lies behind the eye’s that love me,
are the eye’s I can not face…
you have taken me to hell and back,
with your indecision, such a sad lack of vision,
to see the future with me…
I hope you will find what you are looking for and more…
We were good while it lasted, I know that for a fact…
“But my love” please think in future, think before you act…
Saying “I love you” should not be just said,
To Be Continued…
© Carole 2010


Fruit Of The Womb…


The future is our fruit of the womb,
“Please don’t let them be consumed…”
Integrated, relegated, “can I have my own room?”
freedom isn’t an option for our children today,
tomorrow it maybe, tomorrow they might play,
as we came home mucky faced
“have you had a good day”
“yes mum we were pirates”
love you mum whats for tea…
© Carole 2009



What is Love?


“Love.” How would you define it?
I would really like to know…
You can’t actually touch “Love…” But you can feel it…
It will hurt you… But you cant hurt it back…
You can see “Love” all around, but it doesn’t see you…
It’s not a tangible thing, but it can cut you in two…
Just like a knife, now there’s no me and you…
To me there is no I in We, or in Couple,
There is in pair though, “if your a sock…”
Thank you and good night… xxx
© Carole 2009