Image - courtesy of Ærchie



Softly out of focus,

the colour

of lipsticked kisses

brings back memories

from the past

renewing old longings

through old eyes

and floral scents

reviving ancient urges.



© Ærchie


Bio
I've had more than six decades on Earth as a Western Australian and
played cricket for more than four of those decades. No profession but a
range of occupations and am now a trainee retiree doing a little
teaching. Technically separated with three children and seven
grandchildren, I am an addicted genealogist with a special interest in
social history. Reading voraciously (currently favouring what I call
"Celtic Fantasy") I have, for the past five years, rarely had a camera
out of reach. I write soppy love poems and extremely filthy limericks. I
blog incessantly as a way of learning the discipline of writing. I have
been Ærchie since shortly after finding the internet a decade ago
because I am bored with my common, given name. Oh, and I pun a lot -
love this language with which we are blessed.

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Posted by Kim at 10:40 am