emmajoy : Writing

Almost nothing..

Almost nothing..

A Poem by emmajoy


brief words.. longer recovery
take me... giggling..

take me... giggling..

A Poem by emmajoy


Trot me down the steeping hill, thrill me onwards laughingspeed me 'cross the greening banks or in the pantry searching.There is a way, a wayward way,..
I'd be ..

I'd be ..

A Poem by emmajoy


Resuscitated because - that's what we do...
In the shadows..

In the shadows..

A Poem by emmajoy


Hope dancesher memoriesin the shadowsof your carousel .. carousel her more,more her aroundnever ending,arounding,surrounding her mind .. ..
I love you, miss

I love you, miss

A Story by emmajoy


mystery, thriller, past, present, future.. who's to know.. or maybe, even cares.. ..
..  how it must be

.. how it must be

A Poem by emmajoy


an old beloved wouldn't hurt a fly ...
Fame... at last!

Fame... at last!

A Poem by emmajoy


still sorting old posts because the muse has lost its way..
.. except for the man who grew leeks and tatties

.. except for the man who grew leeks and tatties

A Poem by emmajoy


a moan and a groan, long since written, amended, misguided - and more..
I need

I need

A Poem by emmajoy


Arms open, eyes aglowI need roses around my doorand a myriad of starsreflecting yesterday's comedy- into this morning's night to come -its auditoriums..
simple

simple

A Poem by emmajoy


simple