bloggity blog, poetry

a toxic melody

Can you hear the lady calling Her voice is sweet as honeyed wine She calls to you Walk into the woods to find her Though it is dark you will not regret it She knows you still think of her Think of burying your face in her hair Locks of spun gold starlight amber pale… Continue reading a toxic melody

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broken dolls, clay and strings and 1996 frames

Well... it only took me 4 weeks... but I did it. 1996 frames... my biggest project yet. A true monster. It has been a long day so I will not turn into Ramberley and ramble ramble ramble... I am still really enjoying making the stop motion. It mostly comes out the way my brain wants… Continue reading broken dolls, clay and strings and 1996 frames

bloggity blog, poetry

a world apart

My jittery turbulence feet Never finding rest Always stretching out branching Leaves searching to quench a thirst deathly A hunger for light and air Heart jet lagged time zone hangovers You say we pace while we are on the phone Because our subconscious is search Seeking footsteps stalking for who we are speaking to And… Continue reading a world apart

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happy father’s day

Cruelty is not a trait you should have Compassion and kindness is the only way you should kill anyone Inflicting pain with every move you make The innocence of babes destroyed I hope you don't realise what you have done Because if you did That would be so much worse Laughter like hornets wings Your… Continue reading happy father’s day

After The End, bloggity blog

blue dead nothing

Daylight is nothing more than a suggestion The water's surface is abstract A dream of a world I no longer wish to be a part of But now that my home is gone down here feels colder than it ever did before Shades of blue and black Straight edged Man made I try to search… Continue reading blue dead nothing

bloggity blog, poetry

my freedom, waves

Vapor rings dance out of my mouth as I think of all the things I have done Sleeping in a double bed First time in two years Space has never felt so cozy He, a paper weight on my ink-stained soul It is nice to finally allow the breeze to take me where it pleases… Continue reading my freedom, waves

bloggity blog, poetry

making, love like

Our future In the making Love like silent intensity Eyes and smiles and no words spoken Communication I adore, slowly at first and then all at once Passion building, skyscraper high like drugs I am addicted to you I jump and you fall into me, falling together You take only what I can give and… Continue reading making, love like

bloggity blog, poetry

through this year

"Good bye" the last words spoken. My past me left behind in a haze of cigarette ash, cruel words and bloody feathers strewn. Sworn to myself it would be the last last time. I gave you too many finalities. I gave you too many second chances, second thoughts. You gave me too many "I'll never… Continue reading through this year

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my fictional you – a response to myself

I once said that I felt you close That while you were hidden You were perfect Like the blank space nothings Between music notes I once said you were like a phantom limb Mine to never have While wolf's fur clouds blocked out the sun And science was the only thing that made sense I… Continue reading my fictional you – a response to myself

bloggity blog, poetry

mow bee us

I watch him while he sleeps. His smile is the first thing I want to see when my eyes open. I watch him undress slowly. Pulling him in close, making him smile. The last thing I see before I kiss him. His hair, disheveled, I long to brush it aside only to watch it fall… Continue reading mow bee us