Lady wise and sylvan,
remove our iniquity
so we’re people of the Plan. Continue reading Lady Wise
Midnight in the city
falling into ruins,
there lays a girl busy
weaving a spell to unpin
reality from its moorings. Continue reading Sheerin’ Away the City
Gray waves rolled onto a pale shore.
Not Tenerife sea for sure.
from the confusion and more. Continue reading Not the Tenerife Sea
I’m out of my depth,
out of my league,
stepping on speaking hens
who prophesy doom. Continue reading Stepping on Speaking Hens
Images bloomed, scattershot
then in a barrage caught
and reflected on the knife
slicing the air, ending my unlife. Continue reading Aired Out
A gun-toting Cupid shot
me through the heart Continue reading I prefer my Cupid without his Gun
Luminous wings flapped,
while thunder clapped
drowning out my screams. Continue reading The Knife’s Cold Play
Smoke punched him in the face. Overbalancing, he plummeted into the rainbow-hued mist of an uncaring sun. Continue reading Smoke Punched Him in the Face.
Jason held the blade level with his eyes
and in its shine, my visage reflected.
Shock stuck my tongue to my mouth’s roof, no cries
escaped my lips’ prison. Continue reading Glass Animals Make Poor Weapons
We were almost lovers he and I,
lost in a world of desire,
but I was his new hire.
So we burned in a pyre
kindled by lust mired
in the real world briar.
#NovemberNotes Continue reading Almost Lovers
What anchored me and what spawned the tether?
Finding it changed me from a pale feather
floating on chance’s breeze in the aether. Continue reading Eternal
Slipping into place,
memory walloped me
handing me an ace.
Upside down, the world made sense.
I finally had the space
to remember this place Continue reading Upside Down, Downside up
Roses couldn’t save me– no thumbs to pick locks.
Looks like I am stuck in a concrete block. Continue reading Scent of Trouble
Landing in darkness, I shook my dazed head.
I lay on an altar stone, a grave bed
and perhaps my end, no more could I rove.
Was I now a treasure in someone’s trove? Continue reading Abandonment
Caught by the cyclone, reality clove
and it revealed a stygian alcove.
Lightning lit me up, turning all to red.
I fell through blood-soaked images and dread. Continue reading Seeing Red