Fenny's Bla Bla Blog

Shellshocked On A Sunday Morning

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 17:17:00 +0100

I follow the coffee aroma to its source

looking for some mild wake up time

My baby's made breakfast

'French style'

and life

on this drowsy Sunday morning

seems so worthwhile

That is

until baby speaks

and lets the bomb

he's been sitting on

for months…

Dark Clouds

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:38:00 +0100

My skin’s all wrinkled

colour’s a ghostly grey

from rain

and lack of sun

I struggle hard

to get away

but they cling to me

like we belong

Like angry black sheep

they hover my sky

threatening

dark and vile

leaving no room

for birds to…

The Last Leaf Of Autumn

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 19:11:00 +0200

Long ago when I was still a child

you lost the battle for your life

after a fierce fight

fought with all your might

And for years now I’ve wondered

what did you see

that made you cling to life’s tree

like the last leaf of…

Like Pebbles

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 18:43:00 +0200

Like pebbles rippling the water

we ripple each others lives

until the water calms

and the surface

all smooth again

has no visible proof left

But the pebbles nevertheless

will lie forever

on the bottom of our hearts

stirred only

by the currents of memory

every…

The Old Swing

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 16:56:00 +0200

There’s an old swing

hanging from one of the trees

out back

that craves child’s play

They used to come and sway

every day

he says

and wonders why

they’ve stopped coming by

And not even the wind

though in a playful mood today

can make…

One Lonely Tear

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 16:40:27 +0200

All your pain silently wept

in one grief packed droplet

falling from the corner of your eye

unnoticed by anyone

but me

Traceless

it ran down your perfect cheek

while you quickly regained yourself

even smiled

before you began to speak

But the sorrow in that…

Dream

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 16:31:00 +0200

She dreamt she was a flower

blooming in a field

petals wide open

her gentle heart revealed

Waving softly in the breeze

while taking in some sun

she was never happier

and then the dream was gone

Luke (1995-2009)

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Thu, 21 May 2009 17:06:00 +0200

You went wherever I went

for more than fourteen years

the only one I ever told all

about my hopes and fears

Never judgemental

not capable of holding a grudge

and always melting my heart

with your eyes of rich chocolate fudge

I love you deeply…

Never Shy

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Thu, 21 May 2009 16:55:43 +0200

I don’t want to be a spring anemone

opening my petals to the wind

who in return will blow them away

without as much as a hint

nor do I want to be a basking rose

that withers in the sun

and is all dried up…

Bird Of Prey

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 14:55:00 +0200

Just before dawn

when it’s not dark anymore

but not light either

when everything is shadowless and grey

and only exists through soft whispers

and innuendo

and the air feels like pure silk

softly stroking his body

while the stillness of his motions

almost makes him…

Earth's Decline

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 14:18:00 +0200

Never has there been

a greater injustice

or sin - if you would -

than man robbing earth

of all her beauty and good

leaving nothing but dearth

A Wintry Spell

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 14:36:48 +0100

Our town has disappeared

beneath last night’s ton of snow

and trees moan loud while bending double

under their heavy load

The warning’s out

everyone should best stay indoors

for expectations are

there will come down a whole lot more

The word disaster’s spread

all over…

Thick Skin

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 13:33:00 +0100

Between the layers of my skin

I store all that hurts

and don’t want deep within

even if they’re only words

Lumps Of Ignorance

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Thu, 26 Feb 2009 13:37:00 +0100

Pour me another cup of stupid

and sweeten it

with lumps of ignorance

for I feel better

not knowing

Eggshells

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Fri, 20 Feb 2009 07:40:00 +0100

The eggshells crushed beneath her feet

when she decided to throw

precautions to the wind

and cross the line

Startled at first

with every little crack

she soon began to love the rhythm

that now accompanied every step

and never tread so light

My Little Icarus

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Wed, 18 Feb 2009 18:26:00 +0100

You belong to the sky

as much as I’m earthbound

and although fate brought us together

that day you lay broken-winged

on the chilly ground

we knew the day would also come

when I’d have to let you go

and you’d follow the sun

So fly…

Valentine Roses

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 13:11:00 +0100

Silent Goodbye

noreply@blogspirit.com (Fenny) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 15:41:00 +0100

She wrote him a letter

explaining how she feels

and that she doesn’t think

their life will get any better

and so she leaves

He softly sighs in his sleep

and turns as she mouths him goodbye

while the house at this unearthly hour

seems to…