I linger at the hawthorn tree and beg you not to follow; I know who may be waiting under the enchanted canopy. I long for their rescue from this dark, wicked world and for the whispers in the earth to beckon me home, where… Continue Reading “A Maiden Fair (Poetry)”
The numbers are cold, The musical notes still warm With the sensuous scarlet That also decorates the dotted line Of the contract I just signed In my own blood— I sold my soul So I could let others Commune with their own.
The heaviness of the piece Is more than its weight, Memories in my hands Flashing in my mind In veiled shards of What history it had witnessed, The feelings welling up in my heart And taking form into pictures As familiar as words I… Continue Reading “What Happened at the Antique Shop (Poetry)”
Sweet nostalgia Now forgotten, Melted with The burning suns Of time— What happened To those days Where the price for a wish Was a dandelion seed, And we were encouraged To believe In fairytales?