creative minds http://titchgal.blog.com Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:54:58 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 en hourly 1 A Broken Heart http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/21/a-broken-heart/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/21/a-broken-heart/#comments Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:54:58 +0000 titch I wait for that perfect moment when he holds me in his arms. But his true feelings for me are buried as his mind craves the love of another. We’re distant but close enough to feel the warmth of the love between us. His love for me is drifting - drifting with the ocean. His words faint to my ears, and his touch non existant. He is pulling away from me. I can feel it. My love he has taken is deep beneath the ocean that seperates us. Lost and suffocating…the love has perished.
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/21/a-broken-heart/feed/ The Mistress Of The Rock http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/12/the-mistress-of-the-rock/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/12/the-mistress-of-the-rock/#comments Sun, 12 Oct 2008 18:39:10 +0000 titch www.TheMistressOfTheRock.com - you can order on line or you can contact me personally by email on...

tina_cdth@live.co.uk -or- tina.cdth@googlemail.co ]]> Are you a fan of love stories? Do you wish to be taken into a world of romance by an author of great talent. His new Novel - The Mistress Of The Rock - is on release now. He is a close friend of mine and Ican assure you that his novel will keep you hooked. Check out his site - www.TheMistressOfTheRock.com - you can order on line or you can contact me personally by email on…

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]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/10/12/the-mistress-of-the-rock/feed/ Dark Memories http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/08/17/dark-memories/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/08/17/dark-memories/#comments Sun, 17 Aug 2008 20:22:16 +0000 titch Eleven today, why the sadness? 

She lay within her puffy duvet. The glint of the moon slicing through the pleated blinds; casting beams upon her bedroom wall.

A year before, it was her tenth birthday party which was suppose to be fun, but horror struck the night before...

Her eyes cradled tears. The tears from her memories that emerged every night through the quietness.

What was the reason her father had to be taken from her? The blooded blade still very much within her view.

A masked figure standing before her helpless person - looking down upon her.

His eyes through the black mask cast sorrow.  He dropped the blooded blade clanging to the floor before fleeing.  

The darkness protecting her fathers killer - her young eyes the witness, but her tongue silenced through fear.

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Eleven today, why the sadness? 

She lay within her puffy duvet. The glint of the moon slicing through the pleated blinds; casting beams upon her bedroom wall.

A year before, it was her tenth birthday party which was suppose to be fun, but horror struck the night before…

Her eyes cradled tears. The tears from her memories that emerged every night through the quietness.

What was the reason her father had to be taken from her? The blooded blade still very much within her view.

A masked figure standing before her helpless person - looking down upon her.

His eyes through the black mask cast sorrow.  He dropped the blooded blade clanging to the floor before fleeing.  

The darkness protecting her fathers killer - her young eyes the witness, but her tongue silenced through fear.

]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/08/17/dark-memories/feed/ Destroyer http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/07/destroyer/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/07/destroyer/#comments Sat, 07 Jun 2008 22:14:29 +0000 titch How did I get here?  What was I doing? Why was I here?  Questions, questions, and more questions stabbed at me as I lay lost and confused.
My head pounded repeatedly - the constant pain emerging from deep within and stinging my eyes, but all along, what I didn't know, was that a deadly virus was eating away at my flesh, eating and destroying the person who I am, who I was, and who I loved being.  But there was a reason for this flesh eating disease - not that anyone knew - It was to be the start of... ]]> I awoke within the whiteness of the hospital ward, and a single bedded room.  The blue blanket tucked tightly around my weak body, with only my shoulders exposed - paralysed my motions.  How did I get here?  What was I doing? Why was I here?  Questions, questions, and more questions stabbed at me as I lay lost and confused.
My head pounded repeatedly - the constant pain emerging from deep within and stinging my eyes, but all along, what I didn’t know, was that a deadly virus was eating away at my flesh, eating and destroying the person who I am, who I was, and who I loved being.  But there was a reason for this flesh eating disease - not that anyone knew - It was to be the start of…
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/07/destroyer/feed/ The Blindness Of Love http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/06/the-blindness-of-love/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/06/the-blindness-of-love/#comments Fri, 06 Jun 2008 23:36:31 +0000 titch deathly silence rendered my fear as I stood alone witin the blanket of darkness.  The memories of the warmth and comfort I endured - a life time away it seemed - since I walked out from the love of my family.  The ignorance to the truth taking  priority over what really mattered.
I should've listened to my family my thoughts poured as a river of tears gathered at the thought of my stupidity - my selfishness of my own dreams leading me into my own nightmare. 
At nineteen, I thought I knew everything!  But, as I was to soon find out, I couldn't be further from the truth. 
  I waited for my parents to settle for the night and climbed out of my window, and there he was. The man with the soft voice, dreamy dark eyes and smartly dressed (every day)  for his time in his office. He awaited my presence. Greeting me with a kiss upon each cheek, and his fragrance sending me weak, but also reminding me of our wild and passionate nights together secrete nights!
Oh yes, he was married, and I planned to steal him from his fifteen year relationship - not even worrying about his two young children.  It was me I was thinking about, what he could give me,  what I needed, and what I just had to have!
 He opened his door like a real gentleman and then he sneaked in a cheeky feel under my short pink skirt. I glanced back at him, and he grinned before combing his fingers through my long blonde hair.  I settled upon the seat and his eyes danced within their sockets as they copped an eyefull down my tight fitting white blouse, and my thighs revealed more as I slid my skirt further up.
  He jumped in the drivers seat and we set off to a destination unknown.  He was leaving his wife and kids, and giving me it all.  Everything I'd ever wanted, he promised I would have. 
We travelled for a few hours, stopping for a break in between, and for whatever it was that took our fancy.  Then we arrived there, our destination far away from anywhere - our own little love nest, and our start of our future together.
We entered the thatched roof bungalow within the woodland, and he slammed the heavy front door, locking it with mulitiple locks - which made me a little on the curious side.  But he just reassured me that it was for our protection our protection!
 I should've know then, I should've run, but I believed him, and I trusted him.  My nightmare was just begining, and the blanket of darkness within the confined space he incarcerated me within - battered, bruised and left for dead - is all there was to greet me - until his next visit... ]]> The deathly silence rendered my fear as I stood alone witin the blanket of darkness.  The memories of the warmth and comfort I endured - a life time away it seemed - since I walked out from the love of my family.  The ignorance to the truth taking  priority over what really mattered.
I should’ve listened to my family my thoughts poured as a river of tears gathered at the thought of my stupidity - my selfishness of my own dreams leading me into my own nightmare. 
At nineteen, I thought I knew everything!  But, as I was to soon find out, I couldn’t be further from the truth. 
  I waited for my parents to settle for the night and climbed out of my window, and there he was. The man with the soft voice, dreamy dark eyes and smartly dressed (every day)  for his time in his office. He awaited my presence. Greeting me with a kiss upon each cheek, and his fragrance sending me weak, but also reminding me of our wild and passionate nights together secrete nights!
Oh yes, he was married, and I planned to steal him from his fifteen year relationship - not even worrying about his two young children.  It was me I was thinking about, what he could give me,  what I needed, and what I just had to have!
 He opened his door like a real gentleman and then he sneaked in a cheeky feel under my short pink skirt. I glanced back at him, and he grinned before combing his fingers through my long blonde hair.  I settled upon the seat and his eyes danced within their sockets as they copped an eyefull down my tight fitting white blouse, and my thighs revealed more as I slid my skirt further up.
  He jumped in the drivers seat and we set off to a destination unknown.  He was leaving his wife and kids, and giving me it all.  Everything I’d ever wanted, he promised I would have. 
We travelled for a few hours, stopping for a break in between, and for whatever it was that took our fancy.  Then we arrived there, our destination far away from anywhere - our own little love nest, and our start of our future together.
We entered the thatched roof bungalow within the woodland, and he slammed the heavy front door, locking it with mulitiple locks - which made me a little on the curious side.  But he just reassured me that it was for our protection our protection!
 I should’ve know then, I should’ve run, but I believed him, and I trusted him.  My nightmare was just begining, and the blanket of darkness within the confined space he incarcerated me within - battered, bruised and left for dead - is all there was to greet me - until his next visit…
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/06/06/the-blindness-of-love/feed/ Electric http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/28/electric/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/28/electric/#comments Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:03:45 +0000 titch His lips passed rapidly from mine; to my bare neck, my legs weakening as I fell deeply within his spell.  He whispered gently into my ear.  The warmth of his breath sent a sensation I longed for and finally endured.  His hands held me tight as we embraced one another, his arms protecting me, and his words...winning me... ]]> As soon as he entered the room - the electric raced through my body, and my blood rushed to my fast beating heart.  His brown eyes gazed deeply into my blue eyes - his silence - the flame to my candle, and the oxygen, the ignitor to the spark. 
His lips passed rapidly from mine; to my bare neck, my legs weakening as I fell deeply within his spell.  He whispered gently into my ear.  The warmth of his breath sent a sensation I longed for and finally endured.  His hands held me tight as we embraced one another, his arms protecting me, and his words…winning me…
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I reclined back in my chair with my lips folding over the rim of the glass - the wine warm and sharp - re-lighting the flame within me.
The remote within my hand aimed for the stereo...releasing a love song that sprung to my ears, a large bed of wild flowers within green pastures called to me as I imagined my body cushioned within such beauty. 
The sky, clear - but alive with energy as the sun fired life within the openness - displayed a beauty of its own. The soft firy glow attracted many wild birds to soar and dance free, but it was two doves that attracted me.
The love birds displayed a dance within the sky, the affection highlighted by the closness they projected through their play...gracefull, caring and protective.
 The beauty of nature is like music to my ears - like the doves - there is someone for everyone, and when you find them...you never let them go. ]]> The bottle of red wine clanged the chrystal glass as the wine sloshed from the spout.  A long and hard day at work burned any life left inside me, my energy like a candle dying through time. 
I reclined back in my chair with my lips folding over the rim of the glass - the wine warm and sharp - re-lighting the flame within me.
The remote within my hand aimed for the stereo…releasing a love song that sprung to my ears, a large bed of wild flowers within green pastures called to me as I imagined my body cushioned within such beauty. 
The sky, clear - but alive with energy as the sun fired life within the openness - displayed a beauty of its own. The soft firy glow attracted many wild birds to soar and dance free, but it was two doves that attracted me.
The love birds displayed a dance within the sky, the affection highlighted by the closness they projected through their play…gracefull, caring and protective.
 The beauty of nature is like music to my ears - like the doves - there is someone for everyone, and when you find them…you never let them go.
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/27/doves/feed/ Entwine http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/15/entwine/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/15/entwine/#comments Tue, 15 Apr 2008 19:22:27 +0000 titch My emotions sored and my body tingled as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear.  I slid from the rest of my clothes - his following, and our bodies entwined to start an everlasting and loving relationship...a love to bound our bodies and souls...to create and nuture our future. ]]> The whispering breeze carried a passionate sigh to my ear.  His touch upon my bare shoulders drew my breath as I melted within his arms.  His tender lips passed gently down my neck, and his arms explored my body fully as I fell deeply within his spell. 
My emotions sored and my body tingled as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear.  I slid from the rest of my clothes - his following, and our bodies entwined to start an everlasting and loving relationship…a love to bound our bodies and souls…to create and nuture our future.
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/15/entwine/feed/ The Blanket Of Darkness http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/14/the-blanket-of-darkness/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/14/the-blanket-of-darkness/#comments Mon, 14 Apr 2008 23:26:09 +0000 titch deadly silence as the community tucked up for the night.  Little did they know their lives would be changed forever. The danger lurking through the night emerged from an energetic serge through the earths atmospere. The sudden flash of light opening the doorway for the lost souls to torture and destroy the innocent lives they so desperately seek, and bringing calamity to render the earth. ]]> The blanket of darkness concealed a deadly silence as the community tucked up for the night.  Little did they know their lives would be changed forever. The danger lurking through the night emerged from an energetic serge through the earths atmospere. The sudden flash of light opening the doorway for the lost souls to torture and destroy the innocent lives they so desperately seek, and bringing calamity to render the earth.
]]> http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/14/the-blanket-of-darkness/feed/ Summer Love http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/12/summer-love/ http://titchgal.blog.com/2008/04/12/summer-love/#comments Sun, 13 Apr 2008 00:35:27 +0000 titch alive within my feelings.
The breeze swept at my long brown hair as I closed my eyes.  My imagination taking me back to this stranger i'd become to know and love.  His embrace released feelings and emotions hidden deep within me, and his tender kiss...a start of something beautiful. ]]> The moonlight glistend upon the calm sea-bed, and the warmth from the summer night wrapped my body beneath my skimpy silk night gown; as I stood with the sand between my toes.  My thoughts of the only man I loved within the distance of the shore line. His breath still haunting upon my bare neck, and his touch upon my body still very much alive within my feelings.
The breeze swept at my long brown hair as I closed my eyes.  My imagination taking me back to this stranger i’d become to know and love.  His embrace released feelings and emotions hidden deep within me, and his tender kiss…a start of something beautiful.
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