It's well known that fairytales and nursery rhymes we have heard and grown up with, which have no doubt shaped our love of stories and understanding of the world, they were based on teaching children about dangers of the world. Nowadays, of course, they are sugar coated. I like taking an idea commonly held sometimes... Continue Reading →
Discovered this little piece in the notes of my phone. A while ago was it penned, with thoughts that echo, hollow. Words almost perceptible, a memory aged old. Though mere days have gone, not a single moment recalls the instant I dabbled these. Here, I give a thought once lost but may have had some... Continue Reading →
Her gaze lingered a little longer than was intended, and in that moment a thousand possibilities were excepted, yet the moment fleeted mere seconds too late, to stop him walking away, a romance that could have been the story of ages never realized. Into the cold winter's morning he drifted...
This is a sequel to an old supernatural poem, Vampire Days. Hope you enjoy! He who hears the siren call In the empty night, he walked, miles of woods surrounds, within them he was told, a golden gate was bound to freedom and crowd, it would lead, let his ashen dreams be once more, flourish... Continue Reading →
Under the emerald sky these eyes roam lavish dreams spread wings the beams that light life under passionate fires once more it seems to ignite.
Meander through the mazes through the ages the symphony of life carries on. From mother to child, the wisdom ferries on. To have and to hold, to live till age gold, while tomorrow is never sold, never told. Meander through the ages old. Never the one story told.
May I tell you a tale tonight? A tale that may not be worthy? May I tell you a tale tonight, so tomorrow you remember me? Through the light of the fire, and grit of sand below, sweeping ocean teasing at your feet, trying to reach a higher shore. Let me tell you a tale... Continue Reading →
Glance upon the mirror it shows nothing same twice nothing holds fast time, beauty, money, or lies they slip, slide, creep on by like the smiles that flitter upon lips that glitter words upon word lies fickle life bending, changing, demanding till the last semblance of life. Glimpse upon thy mirror, or the image shall... Continue Reading →
Today I felt like going through some of my old pieces, see what lay there buried in the deep dark and forgotten dusty memories, and I happened upon a poem I wrote 3-4 years ago. It had been one of my favorites back then, and reading over it today, it's become a favorite again. I... Continue Reading →