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Jewel Drool…

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Do you spend hours trawling through other people’s Pinterest boards?  I’m absolutely hooked!

I’ve now made specific boards to house what I find – my own stash and it’s like jewel porn.

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I found myself literally spending hours today, peaking at the boards of so many like-minded others and grabbing their finds to add to mine, so I can drool over them later.  I got absolutely nothing done, except a Cinquain.

Legally ‘stealing’ magnificent tiaras and priceless gems made me so happy and very relaxed – perhaps it should be a recommended therapy.

 

Jewel

Like a

diamond

I don’t shine until

I’m pulled into the light.

Value?

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014

 

#FrancesMForde  #JewelPorn  #YesterdayToday&Tomorrow  #Romance #Jewelery  #

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I’m drooling over this Daily Mail article about Elizabeth Taylor‘s jewels.  Not just the perfectly matched natural stones (I don’t often see totally natural, they’re usually enhanced or created in my world) but also the artistry of the settings.

“Revealed in all its glittering glory: Elizabeth Taylor’s £100m collection of gems, gowns and art goes on display at Christie’s” according to the Daily Mail article today.

I shouldn’t be envious. It’s her beauty (even in her later years) and how she effortlessly engendered love. So much love, her suitors wanted to – not just adore her but adorn her, with precious gems. I’d LOVE to see the exhibition…

Oh, I know it’s decadent, frivolous – selfish to harbor materials which, selling just one could earn enough to feed a small country, but looking at pretty, shiny things makes me so happy!

They say a man who buys jewelry is rare… I have one and a great love.  I know which I value more.

Lesson No 65

See, diamonds are hard

as everyone knows,

a girl must have metal

for this century’s woes.

 

Getting her rocks off

whether blond, red or brunette

no faking, no waiting – Helen,

woman hasn’t peaked yet.

 

While gentlemen play with image

cream blondes, brunettes achieve.

Red wears stainless steel bands

inscribed with ‘We must believe!’

 

Don’t strive for tabloid wants

look past the surface bling,

there’s more to a woman

tho’ the sparkle is tempting…

 

Frances Macaulay Forde  © 2007

#FrancesMForde  #ElizabethTaylor   #Diamonds   #PreciousGems  #Christie’sAuction   #LessonNo65

 

 

 

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A delicious dance

In my kitchen

I contemplate a new mix,

a special combination

with heightened flavours.

The perfected recipe.

 

At last, a chance

to bite into real love!

The thrill of discovery

I’ve tried unsuccessfully

to master, for years.

 

Many times before,

I tried blending,

picking ingredients

so carefully…

impatiently

stirring the pot.

 

But I wrongly used

wooden utensils –

failed to find

the perfect dish,

until you added

that extra dash.

 

That mysterious tang

which previously

eluded my search –

the ultimate formula.

 

Tempting my taste buds,

leaving them bereft

of that special essence;

everlasting love.

 

You are the recipe

and lust the icing

on my now perfected

carrot cake of life.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2002

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #POEM:ADeliciousDance  #HiddenCapacityAPoet’sJourney  #Poetry  #Recipies

 

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There’s no place for love at this time in my life.

I envy those who achieve the balance of need.

Opportunities ignored in the interest of safe-ness,

flying toward my ability’s determined focus.

 

Children gone in their own living-dreams direction,

their lessons learnt and heeded.  My job’s complete.

Is this my way of avoiding the ‘empty nest’ syndrome;

gathering materials for comfort as I settle to old age?

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

(1st Pub. “Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey”, Ireland 2003)

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #HiddenCapacity  #LovePoems  #Romance

 

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Bead-work is intimate,

novel-like in the detail

– the chase a known pattern.

 

Crochet hooks the reader,

burrows through cotton/wool.

Knitting thrusts and parries.

 

Everything to do with

the size of the needle

and how it’s manipulated.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #PoemsWrittenInIreland  #Romance  #Poetry

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And I am…                                                     

 

looking through photos of days gone by

– your women – sharp intake of breath.

 

A caressing finger

tells me more

than words or deeds.

 

A hidden agenda

when revealed

shocks absolutely.

 

You laugh ‘Ha’ and say,

‘We’re talking about

20 years ago!’

OK, yes we are, but

 

in that moment

– in our time

you experience

pleasure –

that same tingle

you experienced

 

20 years ago

when your pen*s

responded

to a girl

everyone

lusted after.

 

And I am

 

…jealous.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

 

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #jealous  #poetry   #romance   #lovepoem  #love

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My 40th Party – 1990

Welcome to September, an expensive month with the most birthdays of family and friends – and my own.

It was difficult for my daughter to fit in an afternoon tea to celebrate mine – so it’ll be a week late.   It’s Father’s Day the same weekend and since the divorce, naturally it’s a separate thing…

Seven September birthdays in all; two of my brothers (one turning the big seven ‘Oh’), my beautiful daughter-in-law and 3 very good friends.

I think Mum and Dad must have made sure they were together over Christmas to have three September babies, but then Christmas has always been a big social occasion in our family.

My dad’s birthday was New Year’s Eve so although we’d be spread around town celebrating with our friends, we always met up at midnight to raise a glass to dad.

I can always tell a Virgo or a Librian… or a Capricorn.   This 1973 poem is another from my 1968 notebook.

 

Did you know?

 

Did you know that Cancer

was compatible with Virgo?

No?

Well, it is.

So now, you

should take notice of me.

 

You’re so tall

you have to bend

to come through the door.

 

I’m so small

I have to jump

to reach the top shelf.

 

Funny, hey, that I

should fancy you

for myself?

 

And me,

so near the floor…

 

How’s the weather up there?

Do you know I care?

 

Well, I do.

 

I like an awful lot of things about you;

your blond hair, blue eyes and glasses.

 

Your big nose!

 

Even your massive

size ten feet

and huge toes.

 

Like thick fingers,

they’ve got character.

 

I tried on your shoes the other day

and shook with laughter.

 

They made me feel all feminine

because mine were so small,

compared…

 

I don’t even reach your shoulder

in platforms!

 

And yet…

 

When you hold me

or kiss me

or anything,

I feel nice.

 

All protected and loved

and I trust you,

completely

even when you’re driving

and you know how nervous I am

normally…

 

So you see,

the difference in height

doesn’t mean a thing, really

– does it?

 

Do you believe in the ‘Stars’?

 

Well, I do…

but that wasn’t why

I fell in love

with you.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 1973

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #Romance  #LovePoems  #Poems  #love  #Virgo   #Capricorn  #Libra  #birthdays

 

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Catalogue---Distain

distain

 

Your contempt for my feelings

broke something inside – no, not

my heart, it was my soul…  You

 

judged me harshly, unworthy –

beneath your regard. In total

disgrace, I slunk away to heal.

 

I needed to breathe deeply,

to absorb the pain, swallow

before wearing silk again…

  

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2011

ART:  Jessica McCallum

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #JessicaMcCallum  #ArtAsTheSpark  #Romance  #Love  #Poems  #LovePoems  #ArtPoems  #Art

 

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06FMF Postcard 16

A while ago, I was introduced to the French Cinquain and fell in love.  The rhythm and structure seems to flow easily for me, so I wrote quite a few.  This one is from a series of five written after a workshop in 2002.

The photo was taken when my sister-in-law Hazel and I had lunch in a little restaurant on South Perth foreshore, with views over the mighty Swan River to Perth City, on a foggy Autumn Day.

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #PoetryPostcards  #Cinquains  #Poetry  #FrenchPoetry  #Trust  #Romance  #LovePoems  #SouthPerth  #PerthCity  #SwanRiver

 

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I learnt an embarrassing lesson yesterday; don’t rush!

I hit the ‘publish’ button like I would the ‘enter’ button – big mistake!  Unconcerned, I thought I’d just correct and ‘Update’ which, of course, I did in seconds.

Embarrassingly the preview of the blog post (goes everywhere!) stayed as the original un-edited version although when ‘read more’ was clicked, the corrected version appeared!

Lesson well and truly learnt!  Writing and posting when you’re tired or in a rush – just don’t do it!  I do sincerely apologize.

Hopefully I can make amends with a poem written before love returned to my life.

 

DOORS CLOSING

How often has the door closed on opportunity for me?

And how many times have I shut it?

 

‘Well, open it again.’ You say.  Not so easy

when it is wedged with prejudice.

 

Locked with lies about your femininity

and jammed with judicial errors.

 

I am an opportunist and I do believe

as one door closes, another… you know.

 

But sometimes, for my sanity, I take

the easy way out.  My heart’s the same.

 

I’m not brave in letting that door stand ajar.

The solid barrier protecting my comfort zone.

 

A jack-hammer wouldn’t be heard now!

I’m deaf to desire and numb to need.

 

The woolen blanket around my feelings keeps me warm.

I lock the door, pocket the key, work and love in secret.

 

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2000

 

#FrancesMacaulayForde  #Poem  #LovePoem  #Poetry  #Romance  #ComfortZone  #Desire  #DoorsClosing  #Lessons

 

 

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