by Denise Richardson | Dec 20, 2011 | Poetry
Darling beautiful Queenie I tried to write this for you Last week when you were still here, I didn’t know then that we had so few days left together Maybe that’s why it was so hard because my heart felt it. I try to think of all the good times to try and replace the...
by Denise Richardson | May 23, 2011 | Poetry
There once was a young girl, who walked over fields of hardened snow, With her dog, her companion, no direction just following where their footsteps go. The fresh snow crunched under their feet and paw with loudness to proclaim Here we’re coming, ready to enter into...
by Denise Richardson | Feb 6, 2011 | Poetry
How do we define this paradox calling itself love? It’s invisible, but can be seen – a precious gift from above. It’s tangible, but it is not a thing or an object, It is our choice to give, accept or to reject. An emotion and a feeling that will transcend Age,...
by Denise Richardson | Aug 25, 2009 | Poetry
From that moment of conception a couple’s life has changed Never to be the same again – everything must be rearranged. Through the pregnancy, especially when it’s the very first, Every second has a different meaning from that instance of life’s burst. That tiny...
by Denise Richardson | Mar 17, 2009 | Poetry
As far back as I can remember France holds this one unfathomable mystery to me How French ladies use their toilets without getting their knickers covered in p**!? I mean the squatting, crouching kind over a drain hole type French loo you can find Where you aren’t sure...
