Wide eyes drew me in. Eyes the colour of sea glass and molten gold set down by a painter’s touch. I coveted her story, listened within silence. I studied her eyes, eyes that appeared to see beyond the realm of ordinary, sensed her bewilderment. A glance as if asking: why is it that others can’t see how light casts shadow, how waves kiss the … Read More Eleanor
You have winter in your soul I watch you. Your story, silenced By monsters That prey in the light I know you. Forged by Love and Loss A rebel soul Cut down I feel you. Your scotch taped heart Pressed against my chest Drums a warrior’s cry I love you. Believe in heroes Hold my hand Together, we’ll charm their dark Spring is just … Read More Rebel Soul
The sky was clear and the moon full. He whispered, “Love is a powerful drug.” Artemis blushed. “Show me an ocean,” she murmured, “ I’ll summon a tide to save your stranded soul.” His eyes narrowed. “Show me the moon,” she said. I’ll pick a star to light your path.” In that moment he understood how it felt: addicted. ~ Artemis and Sailor
Pay attention, darling. Pause in the slightest movements of the universe, the subtle nuances, the unexplained happenings that you call, “lose threads.” Like a ball of tangled yarn, these very moments twist and turn, specific to you, alone. Pay attention, darling. Stand brave and alone at the crossroad of life. Stay unflinching on the page. Allow the truth of time to heal you. When … Read More Wonder
Draft 2 1963 Sam knew where to find impeccable fit and style that could rocket a man to another galaxy. A dangerous level. Ten seconds inside Wen Fong Tailors and a flash of patterned silk caught his eye. He pointed to it. The elderly tailor smiled. “Ah- a beautiful cloth. “But- not for you, sir.” Wen knew this customer was conservative. The gold cloth was … Read More Fit For An Empress
There is beauty to her darkness A night-time thing Lit up Beneath a moon strewn garden Of tangled roses and thyme A Cashmere Queen Stone still, she reigns Her once beating heart, silenced There was another time Of windswept words that splashed like water To cool the burn that seared my skin I glanced away and she was gone Yet this … Read More 3 a.m.
He was my storm I was his shelter He, with dagger and compass I, with torn heart Stood stone still A bringer of darkness I was his light Shipwrecked and broken I picked his ruins Salvaged the grit and the glass He shivered from fever I lit the fire As he dreamed of ships in the night Of sirens and seas, of pirates … Read More Storms
I disagreed. The legends and the myths Whispered tales of romance and honour Apparitions in the mystic Saw Apollo hand the flower to Paeon While Asclepius, in a flash of rage threatened murder It’s said that Zeus saved the mortal Paeon, turned him into an exquisite flower That mischievous nymphs hid in petals Of Moon Goddess magic which charmed Peony Who in … Read More Paeonia