James Scott

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Scotland was a long way away, but the pull on him was as tangible as the wool of  his kilt he felt on his knees. 

He knelt on one knee in the cool grasses and picked a clover from the dewy lawn. His love would appreciate the gesture. She was easy to please.  He smiled as he rolled the stem between his thumb and finger just as he had her nipple this early morn. He'd woke her with this touch and she arched her back and rolled to him. Fixing her mouth to him she mounted him before even opening her eyes. Her eyes, small slits, opened slowly as she undulated her hips on his cock. 
By the time she was in full stride her eyes were wide open and shining in desire. The guttural sounds from her throat made him harder and swell as he let loose in her. The cry mixed with the sound of the flesh slapping in pleasure and joy. She felt the heat and threw her hands back on his knees thrusting her clit against  his pubic bone her head thrown back as well. She internalized her orgasm with a halted breath reaching her peak in as still a silence as his was loud. The contractions eased and she collapsed on his chest with a breathy, "Good morning, my love."
He looked down at the lawn cooling his knee and the clover in his hand and smiled. 
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Lonely Clouds


Ugonna Wachuku


I dream through the night! 
When all hope is won
Love will be my strength
That's my hopeful dream! 


Lonely clouds: 

Where my dreams come true
Where I am full and whole! 

Love is all I dream 
And all hate is gone! 


Bounties of the night
That's my hopeful dream 
Where I am full and whole! 


Lonely clouds: 


Where my dreams

come true! 


Eagles carry me
over meadows and sea
to the land of my dreams 
Where I am made whole!  


When all faith is bloomed
That's my hopeful dream!


Every shadow of

doubt is lost on

this meadow land
Where I dream

through the night! 


When all hope is won, 
Love will be my guide! 
That's my hopeful dream
All for you, 
for humanity!


Lonely clouds: 

I dream through the night
Where I am made whole! 


Eagles carry me over

meadows and montains
where love is so real! 


That's my hopeful dream 
All through the night, 
All for you: 



















Lonely Clouds 

~ Critiques/Comments ~ 

Gwendrina Howe 

Dear Ugonna, 

I am drawn in the breathtaking simplicity and eloquence
of your poem. You capture life's truth and hope with such poignant
beauty and understanding. This reads like a psalm from "The Book of
Psalms" and infuses my spirit with a serene faith in both The Creator
and a compassionate humanity. 

Thank you for your blessed insight,

Wendy    faith. 

Robin Schmidt

In dreams of love I feel no pain, and wish the dreams would last
forever. But unfortunatly dreams don't last forever.. but great poem.
I really like it.
2002-02-01 16:13:37 

Douglas Lazard


What a wonderful, wonderful soul you have!  This is so
beautiful... I have always associated clouds and dreams with each
other for they have so much in common.
Your writing is so pure and heartfelt! Thank you for the glimpse
inside your heart.

Peace and love ~~~~ Dougie ~~~
2002-03-01 11:16:04

Wendy D'Michelle


I have been reading some of your poetry and I love it. You have such a
wonderful flow and the things you write about are so inspiring:

"Love is all I dream 

And all hate is gone"

this stands out because so many people dream
about this do I.

2002-03-18 00:37:52 

Jill Calahan

Hey, this poem is one of my favorite of yours. It's really really
good. Keep it up, you're such a great writer.

~*~ Jill ~*~
2002-04-28 22:36:12

Farah D

Whenever I need inspiration, I come calling at your door. Dear Ugonna,
your poetry is truly a blessing. and Thank YOU indeed, for sharing it
with us. This poem is truly touching..and I love the Rod Stewart song
2002-11-16 20:08:58

Author's Notes/Comments: 

In 1996, Rod Stewart, with Kevin Savigar, performed Every Beat of My Heart with the Scottish Euro '96 Squard - for a CD generally titled Purple Heather. My poem: Lonely Clouds was inspired by Every Beat of My heart. The proceeds from this Stewart CD is meant for the Dunblane Fund - in memory of those beautiful and enchanting 5 year old kids killed by a gunman at Dunblane primary school on Wednesday 13 March, 1996. My poem: Lonely Clouds, just as my poetry collection titled: Hope for Dunblane, is also a deep-felt tribute - in remembrance of those lovely children of God's eternal kingdom and their families! 


Dunblane School Kids: Scotland March 1996

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