Poetic Photographer


Friday, 3 April 2015


like waking up from a year long dream
lost but not gone
the same but different
swimming in the deep
never knowing 
how far you can go
until life makes it so
like the suns shone
now you can let it go.


Thursday, 31 July 2014


66 poetic thoughts
left on scattered papers
left to linger
just like my mind

thoughts on a memo pad
left behind
556 photographs
left in a camera
somewhere in time

remembering Paris
where it all began
that night
I was finally alone
writing wretchedness
from passionate times

my notes
from nothingness.

celebrating 1 year of writing
thanks for all your comments
& thoughts!

Monday, 30 June 2014

Drive away

drive far away
dont look back
whats behind is gone
we made a pack
to move on
don’t look back
one last take
before it all breaks.

**found this roll of film that I had forgotton about.

Friday, 21 March 2014

A taste of desire

For a moment

strangers on the terrace
of a unwanted
by most

a strike of a match
a look where eyes lock
a whisper that sends shivers
the scent of you
that overwhelms

your cool breath
as you lean in
to light
my cigarette

the toxic
taste of desire.

Midnight Poet
Photo via tumblr

Tuesday, 18 March 2014

Absence of M.M.

Absence of M.M.

Days that spiral into darkness
nights that tick by to the first light
weeks past
not a moments thought
captured on film
just the frivolous selfies
trying to make light
of a life passing by
with nothing to write
forbidden to write.

Note:  The last couple of months 
I have been writing a 
poetry collection & a novella 
for a local literacy contest
 so all my writings
must be original unpublished & not on any blogs.
Like most stuff I do, I totally evolved myself in this.

Now that I am almost done I might not even submit.
I know….crazy? 
do I even know what I am doing?….uuh not really!
 I am someone who takes photo’s & writes about it.
 Damm right, what genre am I in?  
uuh......Free Verse? Dark Poetry? Romance?

Or maybe I just like to write
for me
for now.

Blackberry Pic
thanks for emails
birthday wishes
yes I was born on the 
last day of February
Pisces baby!

Thursday, 9 January 2014

Escape to Bleu Mountain

High in mountains
narrow trails
an escape
heart pounding
the thrill
adrenaline flows

the snowbank
up & over


Welcoming 2014 with family, 
friends, home cooked meals,
fine wine, a roaring fire
at a mountainside cabin
& a little extreme sports.

I want to wish my new poet 
& writer blog friends a very
Happy New Year! 
I have so enjoyed your poems
& writings these past few months.
After a 20 year hiatus from writing,
you are definitely an inspiration.
I truly look forward to reading
what you have penned this year!

Sunday, 29 December 2013

Snow of White

As I take flight
in late night
to seek my White Knight

a glitter of light
in the darkness of white
a moment before twilight

your lips
blood red
not quite white
the coldness bites

wish as I might
our kiss
lasts forever

like last night.


Poets United

~Midnight Poet~
~dress iMade~

Saturday, 28 December 2013

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Sunday, 22 December 2013


upon my wake
makes me smile
drifting down
if only for awhile
on this town

white like diamonds
tear drops of rain
like my heart

makes a snowflake


on my black dress
like jets in the night.


Poets United

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

2nd hand bookstore

In the midst of this holiday season, 
I went to one of my fave used bookstore & found a couple of poetry books!
Considering the Poetry section at most new book stores are pathetic, I was happy
to find these two......Vancouver Poetry & Mondo Barbie.   
I also found a vintage 1950's Polly French, Surprising Stranger 
& Pandora by Ann Rice,
For a bonus.... & maybe a little inspiration to finish my novel,
a book about a writers Retreat in Italy, 
Summer School.  
So whilst everyone has last minute shopping, I will
curl up with a book & be lost for a little while.


Friday, 13 December 2013

Modern Day Witch

casting light upon darkness
like a first romance
with her eyes
her touch
makes you shiver with cold
vanish says your soul
but your mind is clouded
to let her go
so caught up
in her spell
like sparkling snow.


Self Portrait
First blanket of snow in Vancouver
iMade skirt, top & cape
Midnight Poet

Monday, 25 November 2013

Tic Toc

A clock
the wind up kind
that woke me
with a shrill of bells
tic toc
since I was 7
gifted to me by my Nanny
that was pure heaven

A clock
that Mother gave away
when I left home to college
a sadness I kept at bay

A clock
that I spot
as I walk
into a vintage boutique
5000 miles away
in Paris
my childhood clock
that has returned

with me.


Saturday, 9 November 2013

Only at Night

You come to me
only at night
for that time
it feels so real

this glass apartment
high in the sky
with wrap around balcony
we walk hand in hand

your kiss
the summer scent of you
I most miss

as we talk
daylight breaks

your fading
screaming at me
to close my eyes
to wait for darkness
you’ll be back

I awake 
in the apartment.


my lucid dreams
Poets United
Midnight Poet
~photo via mls Prague~

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

The Mask

to disguise the most
looking for you
that makes me fear
you were never real
in my mind
this is past time
I am so close
to finally meeting
my ghost.


Sunday, 27 October 2013

A Black Kiss

If we are one
then I am the dark
& you are the light
so blind to
your kisses
in the night
but I see the marks
that make others
hide on sight.


Midnight Poetry

Poets United

Tuesday, 22 October 2013


You & I
that’s what is now
but what if

it was supposed to be
me with another
under the sun
and you with her
your life a blur

 you stopped it

all the while
with the smile
of a crocodile

lying in wait
the fate.


~Midnight Poetry~
~self portrait~

Sunday, 20 October 2013

Late to the Ball

Late to the Ball

for the ever so demure
Tess Kincaid
a celebration of her birth

an eerie fog has blanketed
the south coast
causing the delay
of my jet on the runway

my ball gown
of pink & black
is carefully packed
ready to dance

but alas I
arrive so late
just in time
to dance with
the ghost of my date.

Friday, 18 October 2013


A hallway
dark like black

the click
of my heels

the emptiness

that your back.

~self portrait~

Wednesday, 16 October 2013


I woke up to skeletons
roaming around my bed.
That didn’t bother me
until I saw the one
standing still
in my ensuite,
looking back at me through
the mirror…..that is when
I felt fear.

~a dream I had last night~

sharing with:
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Friday, 4 October 2013


Lately I have been torn
in a million directions
going no where at all
has left me somewhat scorned
no words to say
no time to play
no photos….no way
hours into days
that I have nothing to say
my thoughts missing
so I cannot feel
what this darkness
has done to me.

~reflection photo in London~