Forbidden Love
if taste you had,
You'd taste
like April showers,
or like the dew, upon the grass
fresh fallen from the skies.
and if you were a fruit
You'd be a grape
So innocent outside,
But flavorsome inside.
And if you were a flower,
You'd be a tulip
not yet bloomed,
The petals closed so tight
Yet its inside, the nectar lie.
And if you were a child,
You'd be the one that's shy.
For not a soul should know,
That you have done a wrong.
***2003***
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
more bunnies
So after much hesitation I worked up the nerve to inquire at a local children's boutique if they would be interested in selling one of my handmade Amigurumi dolls....well they didn't say no but did ask to see a sample. I worked this bunny up just for the special occasion. Hopefully she goes on her show and tell next week...or sooner. Overall, very proud of this one as it has been one of my best works as far as execution goes! Very neat all around. If it's a no go at the boutique I will likely feature it on Etsy.com or just make a gift of it. However I was hoping to give it a go at the boutique as I have already thought up of all sorts of other little fun creatures to make!


Sunday, April 10, 2011
I've known all types
I've known all types of men,
Your type, with no exception.
The tall, strong slender types
With glass blue eyes;
I've known your type.
With public confidence galore,
And puppy shy behind closed door.
Most sweet, and tender hands at dusk
And masculine, for public eye, at dawn.
I know your type,
I know it all too well...
Your type, with no exception.
The tall, strong slender types
With glass blue eyes;
I've known your type.
With public confidence galore,
And puppy shy behind closed door.
Most sweet, and tender hands at dusk
And masculine, for public eye, at dawn.
I know your type,
I know it all too well...
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday Afternoon
So many eyes,
So many legs.
Just going by,
Just looking on.
What are they running to?
What do they see, that I do not?
Has Armageddon come already?
Are we all doomed,
Hence why we run?
Not looking at each other,
Bumping, without saying hello.
Oh no, this is no Armageddon,
But just another, Monday afternoon!
So many legs.
Just going by,
Just looking on.
What are they running to?
What do they see, that I do not?
Has Armageddon come already?
Are we all doomed,
Hence why we run?
Not looking at each other,
Bumping, without saying hello.
Oh no, this is no Armageddon,
But just another, Monday afternoon!
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
how to crochet a pen holder basket
So, what else can one crochet you ask? Well a pen holder of course! I had some organic cotton yarn left over from the recent sweater I knit for Evan...which I have yet to post about here...so why not make some nifty knick knacks right? I put my amigurumi crochet experience to good use here by crocheting in the round until I got the desired diameter and then just went all the way up in single crochet till I completed the desired height, then I folded my little crochet basket down, added a circular piece of cardboard inside for sturdiness and voila! With all the yarn I have left over I can still make 10 more of these...or perhaps a bigger basket :)
To know you is to love you!
To know you is to love you!
I fall no short of this.
You are my one and only,
Till these lips breath no more!
I fall no short of this.
You are my one and only,
Till these lips breath no more!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I love you like a woman could
I love you like a woman could
And like a wife should love
I hold you near and dear my heart
As much as it would let me
I find; I only love you more with time.
As time; as always, is my witness.
And like a wife should love
I hold you near and dear my heart
As much as it would let me
I find; I only love you more with time.
As time; as always, is my witness.
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