Poetry
by Kym on September 7, 2006
Quietude Spring beckons coylyhinting at sweetness tantalizing buds speak of newnessin delicate, filmly whispers frost obscures hopetill haltingly, warmth seeps through and hearts are touched to quietudein ponderance of the Spring Darling Child So stillSo silentSo sereneA breathA sighA smile (…)
The Face that Launched a Thousand Ships
by Kym on September 7, 2006
I was pontificating today whilst performing my morning ablutions – well…make that afternoon ablutions. It was one of those draggy sort of days and hey, the alliteration sounds neat, doesn’t it? I was thinking about modern beauty aids, glancing about (…)
