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AnnLeigh Clair McGregor Old Verse - New Verse I consider anything I write works in progress. I hope you enjoy them in whatever pen name I have used. If you would like to use them, please drop me an e-mail with the name of the verse and which pen name it listed under and I will be glad to write permission for you ......... Rennie Lorca ( Annleigh Clair McGregor) c/o: dragonhaime@hotmail.com

GET THEE AWAY
WHAT WILL I DO? 
DREAM LOVER 
THE LOVER WITH NO RESUME 
STRANGE CRAVINGS 


By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor 
Date: 8 April 1998 

GET THEE AWAY . . .

. . . just not today. 
My mind shouts, this I should not do.
Run, it screams, hide, get free of you.
In whispers, heart invokes a cry of pain,
And I slide back to you again.

Back to the Heart-on-Sleeve Corner 

By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor 
Date: 13 March 1998 

WHAT WILL I DO? . . . .

I stand trembling at the door,
Terrified heart skips beats,
Then thunders in my head.
There is movement across a floor -- 
So I run to hide beneath cold sheets,
As though I could be safe in bed.
This has to be a spell!
Have I been found by something evil?

The door, on silent hinges, swings wider -- 
My eyes, in exclamation do, too!
I stare transfixed at this devil/man . . . 
And pull the cool, scant linen higher.
He strides to me ... what will I do?
My fate is sealed, he takes my hand,
Knowing the rest of me too well . . . 
And how to make my mind see man...not devil. 

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By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor 
Date: 14 March 1998 

DREAM LOVER . . . .

I realize that I am finally lost to reality
with this dream lover . . . .

You have wrapped yourself around me,
Cool not warm,
I think for a fleeting moment.

What is more disconcerting,
Is the faint feel
Of a tail
Wrapped around my ankle.

Who have I chosen for a lover,
Or, what has chosen me?

I struggle to come awake,
Only to realize I was never sleeping.

You smile, and I am willingly
drawn to you
again.

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By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor 
Date: 26 March 1998 
THE LOVER WITH NO RESUME Talking To Myself . . . . I could swear you had the shape of something human. To reach and touch you, belies my thoughts of demon. In your strong embrace, I feel most secure. Maybe a little too close to a strange nature. I see your grin too large, your laugh, a howl . . . Your eyes and their bright gleam outshine any owl. What are you now . . . please tell me true? I am starting to feel drained by you . . . .
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By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor 
Date: 16 March 1998 

STRANGE CRAVINGS

Why was it that the sound of your voice,
left me feeling I had already
been violated . . . .

Now, so, I am left with these feelings . . .

Why was it that the very sight of you,
made me look for a place
to hide . . . .

Why is it now that your memory,
makes me want you back at
my side . . . .

Why am I left with strange cravings,
that leave me no sense
of pride . . . .

Even, so, I am left with these feelings . . . 

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