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Kate Little Nov 2010
This pearl. Ah, this beautiful, precious pearl.
Creamy, buttery; rich and velvety.
A teardrop. Wrought beneath the churning swirl
Of a deep and unfathomable sea.
A tear shed for unobserved injury
Penetrating calcareous armour;
Weeping silently; seeking serenity
And embracing quietude with ardour.
The injured life gives way to a treasure
Near unimaginable.  Beguiling.
A jewel in life beyond true measure.
Natural and pure. A gift of being.  
      The world is our oyster. Imperfect. Whole.
      The pearl - a lithe and unencumbered soul.
© Kate Little 2010
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Kate Little Nov 2010
First kiss. O dulcet, glorious, first kiss!
Undeniable, absolute and sweet.
Honeyed naivety. Breathtaking bliss.
Nigh naught in life can possibly compete.

Your kiss. O mellifluous, first true kiss!
Delicate symphony of pure passion.
My heart surrenders; it cannot resist
The sounds of soft, diaphanous satin.

Our kiss. O inimitable first kiss!
Melody of sweet spontaneity.
Intoxicating and velvet abyss.
True desire; nay mere velleity.

Heavenly pleasure ‘tis the first, sweet kiss
Heart and mind will forever reminisce.
Words by K A Little 2010
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Kate Little Nov 2010
Twilight
Mutely seals day,
Bestows a mellow kiss
And bids farewell. Dwindles away.
Night falls.
Copyright 2010 K A Little
Kate Little Nov 2010
Oh sweet baby angel
An angel too soon
Fly free now little one
O'er the stars and moon

Take with you our love
And a kiss on your cheek
Rest in peace little angel
In Heaven you’ll sleep
Copyright 2010 K A Little
Kate Little Nov 2010
A smile belies the sadness
Hiding, just beneath
In quiet times, alone
Tears fall down her cheek

The tears of the tempest fall to earth
Flooding her mass, devoid of care
They drown her soul, overwhelm her heart
And leave her gasping for air

She searches her core
And seeks to understand
Silent questions have been asked
But no answers - only reprimand

She receives the deluge with good grace
Though her defences have been weakened
She attempts to fortify, repair her soul
And wills the sun to rise again - become a shining beacon

A smile belies the sadness
Hiding, just beneath
Rainbows she has chased
Fulfilment she seeks

The tears of the tempest fall to earth
Renewing her parched land
Inimitable creation, rebirth, new life
Rouse hope and faith in all that God has planned
Copyright 2010 K A Little
Kate Little Sep 2010
Birds tweet
and bees busy
while flowers sprout and bloom
to chorus a joyous welcome.
Life's tune.
© Words by K A Little
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Kate Little Sep 2010
The leaves
Twist gold and red
and drift like butterflies
to earth, settling on crisp, cooled ground
A shawl
© Words by K A Little
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