MY POETRY 

My poetry is my inseparable lover

At night I snuggle and slumber with her

A velvety couch of imagery is our dream

Of mystic lands beings and forms unseen

In the morning my eyes open to her beauty

In her silky tresses I thread myself furtively

Her kisses are words of ecstasy

Burning my skin as evanescent paper arduously

As she carves with the pen of immortality

She turns to ashes my poet’s frisk and folly

Turning my heart to lyrics of past life and mystery

Together we plough in the pasture of eternity 

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READING 

“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”Aurelius Augustinus

“Die Welt ist ein Buch.Wer nie reist,sieht nur eine Seite davon “Aurelius Augustinus 

FRANKFURTER BUCHMESSE

Par excellence, a major travel destination
Frankfurt entices the biggest books celebration
The content literary oriented will find displayed
Poetry, classical, horror on shelves neatly arranged
My flight on British Airways was booked
A voracious book worm was hooked
I have to make it to Frankfurt Buchmesse
I hazily jump out of bed, rush…rush
The alarm of my Smartphone rings too late
I am in the kitchen sipping hot chocolate
Half asleep in my pyjamas on the toilet seat
I compose and send an illustrated tweet
 Shampoo and body wash under the hot shower
Up the stairs I climb to switch off the timer
So many little but significant things to remember
When leaving home deserted mid October
A brand new fine linen voile white shirt
A stylish pleated black cotton skirt
 Colourful leg warmers and thermal socks
Ouch! The thermal pants pinch the buttocks
I have radiant energetic youthful looks
I am totally and absolutely in love with books
Trendy in knee high leather boots
Matching jacket and a satchel of books
I drive with confidence to Heathrow, Terminal five
My mind set in catching the early morning flight
Anita