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Once in a Lifetime… #Poetry
Image by Silke from Pixabay ~ Poem by ©AnitaDawes2022 Once in a Lifetime Can there ever be another you? Having searched the world over the answer is no Angels only fall to earth once in a lifetime Memories of sparkling blue eyes, rosebud lips Picture postcards, flashbacks soothe the dark night Inside my wallet I keep a white feather…
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Coming to Terms…
“Huge oaks from little acorns grow…” This phrase has been running around in my head for days, and I’m pretty sure it has something to do with my present marketing endeavours for my latest story, Ghost of a Chance. Marketing is not the easiest thing to do, at least with any degree of success, especially…
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Destiny Came Knocking… #Poetry
Sailing through the universe, searching for the stone of destiny Over dark tides, through the spiral arms of the Milky Way Pulsing gas giants blind you with colour, their majesty Home, left so far behind, a speck in my mind’s eye Illuminated by memory, the blue ball keeps spinning Stars fall, like giant rocks lit…
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Once in a Lifetime… #Poetry
Image by Silke from Pixabay ~ Poem by ©AnitaDawes2022 Once in a Lifetime Can there ever be another you? Having searched the world over the answer is no Angels only fall to earth once in a lifetime Memories of sparkling blue eyes, rosebud lips Picture postcards, flashbacks soothe the dark night Inside my wallet I keep a white feather…
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Coming to Terms…
“Huge oaks from little acorns grow…” This phrase has been running around in my head for days, and I’m pretty sure it has something to do with my present marketing endeavours for my latest story, Ghost of a Chance. Marketing is not the easiest thing to do, at least with any degree of success, especially…
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Destiny Came Knocking… #Poetry
Sailing through the universe, searching for the stone of destiny Over dark tides, through the spiral arms of the Milky Way Pulsing gas giants blind you with colour, their majesty Home, left so far behind, a speck in my mind’s eye Illuminated by memory, the blue ball keeps spinning Stars fall, like giant rocks lit…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 