*Note: I have decided to post here the seemingly most joyous poem I may have written. Don't be alarmed, I don't usually delve into happiness and sunshine with my words. But between you and me, it's ok to like it every once in a while. Ssshhh. Your wings, Doilies that flutter with the warm, westerly … Continue reading Ode to a Bumblebee
Month: August 2015
Isolation in the mist of a drizzling daylight, Filtered through the dust and smoke, A romance made in mayhem and moments. In trodden fields of Rome and in the fervid waters of Elysium, The mob gathered to witness the weary defeat of the silent. There amongst the judgement and treacherous, An invisible force evolved from … Continue reading Into the Narrows
The plight of rockets travel Upward the mountains soar Into the deep blue of space Between the meteors In an event of hidden Mystery behind walls Crumble into lost relics Sunken with weights of feathers From the phoenix floating Waiting for the lightning Lowly with a slow storm Igniting from the nimbus Circling with the … Continue reading War and Woe
She was about love in sweet bliss of blind, A woman of protective devotion, Absorbed in the dawn, Deaf to the approaching storm. Curtain of dismay and decline descended, She became of the lost. Vanished into the wind bits of her, Suffering in her breath She whispered of vengeance, And consumed in the dark clouds … Continue reading K.M.
Say the name. Go ahead, you know. Three times. Say it. See what happens. After some shameful TV watching, ANTM to be exact (if you don’t know, consider yourself sane), and after a couple glasses of wine, my ever so patient husband and I found ourselves engrossed in Beetlejuice. What a great movie. If you … Continue reading I Am Strange and Unusual. Got a Problem with That?!
Upon the sea of thick ice, floating in the incorrupt, Rode high a sable ship of unknown origin. Pieced together of wood and iron, With a hull full of secrets and darkness. The frozen sea lapped against giant sheets And bergs of lost, impenetrable dreams. The mysterious hulk, carried by the wind Blowing into the … Continue reading Navigating Amidst Glaciers & Driftwood
It was through the mountains and flicker of dawn, Out of the shadows came the stoic and brave, Legends anchored to the depths of a grave. In a beige, barren, sweeping realm – chaos spawned, A wake of vultures rule the lost and depraved. It was through the mountains and flicker of dawn, Out of … Continue reading Paragons in Sandstorms