Mind gallery
My mind is like a gallery, with pictures you can’t see Oh how I wish you’ll see them, what sights there are in me My memories of lavender fields and brightly colored stones And kestrels up on the...
View ArticleI’m a cocktail
I am a mix, a cocktail of habits and idiosyncrasies I am a person I am my self An individual I control what I like and what I do I do them for me and not for you I am a rainbow of surprises And what...
View ArticleLife is just cruel
What is the point of living when everyone wants a fight? What is the point of talking if they don’t believe your plight? What’s the point of contact, if you’ve nothing to say to each other? What’s the...
View ArticleNight Kinsfolk
As I walk into the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil For evil is me And I am it Though darkness surrounds my very soul I fear not the legends of monsters old For I am a monster And I am...
View Articlereality come to check
So near and yet still so far I’ve a long way to get home I cannot tell how far it is So until then I’ll have to roam I seek home here and I seek home there Where there are better days I need my...
View ArticleDreams of sugar
Little dreams of sugar Little dreams of cake Christmas is coming It’s time to celebrateFiled under: Poems D - F
View ArticleGoblin Market – Christina Rossetti
Christina Rossetti’s Goblin Market One of my all-time favorite poems, though I cannot recite it from memory yet; this deserves to be in inspiration corner because of the beautiful haunting sceneries...
View ArticleWriter losing her mojo
We all have heard the saying that “writers write as simple as that” and it is really is as simple as that, but most don’t actually do it as regularly as they should or at least believe they should....
View ArticleThe kelp dragons and the fairy coronation
In the land of the kelp dragons all mossy and green The creatures are preparing a coronation for a new fairy queen Her dress is green felt embroidered with ferns and her crown is gold apricots that...
View ArticlePhantoms of the sea
We hear echoes in the dark like night But it is daylight outside right now We are in a mouldy damp place Shadowed with stones around Every footstep is like a heartbeat Every movement a rustle like many...
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