A minute vibrating piece of jelly quivers upon the dashing rocks.
Claret tints, strands and sinews.
Doesn't like the sunshine.
It dries it and fries it.
No nerve stimulation.
Nearly dead.
Neatly lacking lustre.
The heart of the lover, once all at sea.
You smile.
Thinking perhaps, it's a strange jellyfish.
You look closer.
Interpretation's not your strong point.
You never knew how she felt.
Alas, tis not,
Her heart left on the unsure line.
(c)LIVVI

The petals fall as winter call.
They shiver silently behind the wall.
You can almost see them shiver as they're beaten by the cold.
In spring they smile in splendour, so sure they are as life shall flow.
Nurtured by tickling touch of warming sun.
All Earth shall then be salved.
(c)LIVVI

November's blowing out today.
Roaring, like a lion preparing gifts with paws.
Sometime in December,
Sooner than we hope.
We shall greet the mighty Santa Claus.
They say that Christmas is on route.

The devil ,
He who dwells beneath the earth.
Wants not to celebrate Christian birth.
Busy,
Trying desperately to create chaos in the minds of men.
Trying to mix up a mighty fight.
Wants to go and stir a war.
There is a greater force at work.
Living here upon our earth.
The power of the humans love will guide the precious celebrations
Make love run through the rivers of nations.
Tread on the sands and greenery.
Let love and passion set us free.
(C)LIVVI

***** wears red coat.
Flushed in blushes.
Secret blushes.
She works for a finance company.
Covers the rent.
Plastic heels.
Feeling lonesome like a mountain pine.
Tickled by simple things.
Reliant upon simple men.
Not gentleman driving Bentleys or Rollers of Royce.
Silly *****.
No choice.
She's not a fox.
Nor is she a *****.
Just a pen of fantasy.
I'm bored stiff sat upon my bed.
Silly inspiration crept into my head.
LIVVI