Finding Peace
Do you remember the stories of the light tower that signaled the return of sailors from the sea? Back then, the village only sent one ship out at a time, and the ship would be gone for anywhere from six to twelve months depending on the provisions they were sent with. Every man was expected … Continue reading The Village on the Island – Part 1
Ashes drifted lazily, carrying a message to the heavens. It said: “Who needs your help now that the flames of hell have reaped another soul from the useless hope in my unheard prayers?” The tears of a child fell from the face of a man, who’s burning anguish was answered with rain. Lost in the … Continue reading On “Unanswered” Prayers
There is no way to cleanse you from my blood; the DNA that spreads through me, entangled in a history of you and us and insanity, is permanently tattooed on my life like the ink in my skin that reminds me, each day, to move on. I scrub myself red and raw, crying to empty … Continue reading Still Trapped.
Exhaustion overwhelms her small frame as she relaxes into her father’s old reclining chair. Soft candlelight dances against the off-white walls of the sitting room, forming the shadows of recognizable faces between the furnishings. She gazes into their familiar eyes, yearning for their found peace, but hesitant to leave behind the familiarity of life. They … Continue reading A Cleanse – Prose for Dverse
Petals drip from golden hair, which drops so lightly from her head. Rouge rubbed softly in her cheeks, she hums a tune of soft repress. Bluer lace wrapped round her neck- a navy noose adorned with gems. Wrapping silks of whites and reds, she wraps her mind around the end. While teardrops wake in emerald … Continue reading Maiden
~*~ Edited 10/24/19 @ 5:12 PM ~*~ Darkest depths of memories, Tucked in as children lost to sleep, taunt and tease a lonely child, alone in her own reveries. I believe, as she believed, they’d one day come to be something more than simple thoughts, simply more than emptied dreams. Those of heroes in the … Continue reading On Old Memories
Come now, child- don’t be shy. There’s something there beneath your mask, hidden in your eyes. Raise your gaze, lift your head, and show me how you rise. I’ll warm your petals, melt the dew, so you can bloom to life. You've only got to open up, and let me fill your skies. Smile, please, … Continue reading A Sun’s Sweet Message
I thought I could live in the river; I thought I could survive on the tiny bits of algae it fed me from time to time, that I could tame it and morph its path and power toward a destination beneficial to myself. I thought I was the only one who could truly understand the … Continue reading The River
The first words were gentle, Caught up in a cloud of nerves, Unsure of where to drop their swell, But knowing things would fall soon. When they did, It was a gift to the desert land, Nothing but sand- Each drop brought something new. We’ve never been much less since then; Teasing lovers, closer friends. … Continue reading For You
Oh, hello! I see you’ve come to play. I’ve no time to bounce a ball, But you can hide in my mind And throw a stone or two. Just don’t break anything, it’s fragile in there. Glass, everywhere. Perhaps we can become friends? You show me yours, I’ll show you mine? There’s plenty of space … Continue reading On Mental Guests.
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