Yvette Louise Melech
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Love Over The Lake
My lover had invited me to Zurich Switzerland. At the time I had a country town lifestyle. This unique overload comprised of two young sons still doing circles around the diastrsously dull London school circuit. Apart from one educational arcade, which was a school with the initials LW. It always came up Trumps. Saved me from the dark side of London vampirism. My other sucklings hanging onto my hem hanging from my coat, be two dogs plus a running stream of cats. Filtering into my then, rather plush London Primrose Hill nest. We all get lucky sometimes. Topping the tip of my haven of animalistic quarters was one horse called Asti -Charade. I’d been given the mare as a wooing love token by a great British gent chasing me morning, noon and night. Never pushed me to bend over, or under anything. Speaking in romantic quartets. He became rather a figurative of my butler - stroke - groom. A male nanny too. One doesn’t know how fortunate one is until the page turns.
By Yvette Louise Melech4 years ago in Humans
Welcome To The Summer School Barn Party
We are holding a summer barn party at my barn based in England for the parents of my son's school. There is no dress-code, but feel free to dress as you wish. We all need to let our hair down after a long term of country school runs. Early morning stints on the early morning country roads is more intense at times than city traffic. Well, you can't really move a herd of cows faster than they want to go. Huge tractors cannot get into another lane easily and there tend to be no lanes, apart from one lane with two way traffic. Watch out you don't end up in a ditch. There is a certain skill in countryside living. I have tried all sides of the coin from city high risers to country estates. Now it's time to bring you into my country barn for a Summer Party is on the cards. It's the end of term, coming soon.
By Yvette Louise Melech5 years ago in Fiction
Flushing Turbulent
Upon the many currents under ocean linings. Winding roads spread out in vastness battling to maintain an equilibrium. We tampered with natures natural rhythms. Distorting disarray with total disorder. Chaos realms as mother nature battles with human blending torrential hazards consisting of all the devils from mankind's evil selfish spreads. We are but stuck in a rut, for it be such disastrous mess.
By Yvette Louise Melech5 years ago in Humans
