You, Incapable of feeling or so it seems I, possessed by terror resides in dreams cast a spell in this heart of mine red dripping ink from a living hell you callous fiend no friend of mine you sacrificed a love so fine I turn away write painful verse loose the bonds release the […]
Oh the days are hard the path is rocky and my feet are weary where can I go to find sleep? Is there any protection from the sky that is falling trying to enter the reason of my mind? “Nothing can preserve you except…” you hear this over and over “just give in give up…” […]
In flashing thunder I cower but for assurance winds will soon cease * still cradling hope willing the fear to subside storm’s end in sight At Carpe Diem Hatasu Arashi or the First Storm is today’s prompt. I’m still getting used to the regularity of storms in my new home. Photograph: Barometric Pressure © L. […]
Don’t stop nor turn around this alley is filled with unknown rot *** this is no spoof what have you read in stories they never bother with the truth *** if you want a story to tell keep your eyes focused on that light as your heels are licked by hell
Late night calls are never welcome but then it is from a child or family member the temperature rises. What is wrong???
Ever look in the eyes of a wolf or any other animal on the defense?? It may be time to run!!!
How do you douse 20 years of pain that falls like sheets of pouring rain? with a needle, a pill or a strong stubborn will? *** How do you face unfaceable fear? the adversary today certainly not clear A shotgun, a dagger an act, a feigned swagger? ** How do you battle multiple growths of Cancer? […]
It was all a bit too haunting clouds off the Black Sea coast an evening to remember each thing carefully selected by our host lulled by Russian stories from a war long ago enjoying new friendships so much we wanted to know The storm came in a fury we dined in an elegant tent winds […]
When the lights go low what do you Fear? Do things creep and crawl? Is emptiness nothing at all? ** What consumes your mental abyss is it a dungeon of doubt groping hands in the mist? *** Perhaps the knowledge that you seek in the marshes just a peek ** A forbidden fury is there […]
Can love that began in a dream be sustained? Can reality and dream converge?