Mary Cochrane


My lover’s beauty is like the gentle fragrance
Of a sweet flower that awakens my every sense,
His eyes are the clearest streams of purity,
Where frequently I bathe in joy and innocence.
The hand he reaches out to me
Invites me to the realms of ecstasy.

My lover’s kiss is the bond of a love
No human heart could e’er conceive,
His strength and loyalty instil in me
The verity of all that I believe.
The way he loves me endlessly
Reminds me that we breathe eternity.

My lover’s silence is more profound
Than the greatest works of poetry,
The life that flows from deep within his soul
And mine, is a powerful force in unity.
The words I pen cannot reveal
The depths of my love for Michael.

Copyright (C) Mary Cochrane 2014

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Spellbound in Darkness

A Blog Less Traveled

Silent Moments

Conversations bubble as seats taken
Hush descends, lights slowly dim
Orchestra pit lamps illuminate shadows
Stillness overtakes as anticipation rises

Music fills the air with excited promise
Curtains part, a column of light appears
Smoke is caught and whirls endlessly
Flickering images appear on the screen

Title cards announce a tale of woe
Of love, heartache, tears and laughter
A dashing hero, a beautiful heroine
The dastardly villain bent on revenge

Romance told in visual vignettes
Music plays to action unfolding
Restrained melodies serenading lovers
Thunderous crescendo for the villain

With the sound of silence ever near
Transported to a place of wonder
When faces spoke and we listened
A world of shadow and light

Those far off days of glamour
Old Hollywood frozen in time
Dreams in silhouette survive
Forever spellbound in darkness

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Silent Moments

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Good-bye, Farewell & C’est La Vie…

Words across the Oceans


Good-bye, Farewell & C’est La Vie



And C’est la vie…


To the complications

That you have caused me.

To the rejections

That have wasted my time.

To your deceptions

That show your own failings.

To the mass of pain

That caused tears to be cried…


I’m done with this unhappy ending

I’m taking back my hurtful pride.

I’m looking forward

Without anymore hesitation –

From your false friendship

That you’ve hidden behind.

No longer will I be a doormat

That foolishly wonders on Why?

It takes two to make a real friendship

And now I’m moving on.


So C’est La Vie, Farewell & Good-bye!

© debradml (2015)


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In Their Shoes

Words across the Oceans


In my job: whilst caring for the Elderly
It doesn’t take but a moment
To stop and listen, give a smile, hold a hand
Or a hug when required…
One day we may be “In their shoes”
So I always try to think of that
If I was them, how would I be feeling
And it seems to work most of the time…
Instantly calming someone
That maybe feeling scared, lost or confused
No magical touch, just purely
Treating others how I would like to be treated…
© debradml (2015)


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