Two children fled through the shadows of the forest. One, a girl, had hair as pale as winter sunlight. The other, a boy, ran ahead of her. His sharply angled face gave him a starved appearance, and his hair, once as bright as his sister's, was fading to a muted, dusky brown. They were dressed similarly in tunics of faded red. Both still had the flat blue eyes of innocence.
The boy tore away from the girl and jumped a log that was in his path. The girl shrieked in frustration and followed, her outstretched fingers narrowly missing the boy's arm as he disappeared through the trees. She stopped and pouted.
'That's not fair Danael!' The boy's laugh was her only answer and the girl sat down on the log, her thin chest heaving as she caught her breath.
Danael appeared, his face pale among the murky trees. He smiled at his defeated sister. 'You're getting faster! But you'll never beat me, boys are better than girls.'
The young girl looked up indignantly. 'That's not true! Girls are better
Love through CatastropheThe wind may howl in silent streamsLove through Catastrophe1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The earth may sleep in distant dreams
But you, my dove, are here in peace
We love together, rest in ease
When seas pull back the endless tide
And creatures small do run and hide
We stand together, hand in hand
Watch water ravage broken lands
Fires may spill from open wounds
Our baby turns within the womb
When ash rains down in flaking heat
His heart will beat, and beat, and beat.
The moon will sink below the skies
Our bones beneath the earth will lie
Our line survives, both strong and true
For you loved me, and I loved you.
An Invite to LustI linger over you as I would a lover. Each part of you offers unique possibilities; I slip in, under. I crawl over every part of you, sample all your delights. By now you are beginning to enjoy yourself. What small resistance you may have had against me has crumbled, washed away like a child's small sandcastles as the tide comes in. I am that tide. I am inevitable.An Invite to Lust1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A black tree blooms around your heart. Small purple flowers unfold; the colour of decadence and desire. Evil tastes like chocolate lying heavy upon your tongue. You revel in it, and for the first time, become an active participant in this corruption of your essence. You dance upon the keen edge between light and dark, pleasure and pain. Blood mixes with lust and love in your irresistible need to know more. To experience more.
I attend to your every desire. I show you the delights of the dark. It will be so much easier to devour you completely when you are willing and helpless. When you break around me, when you ar
An Invite to SlothI wrap you in sin. My own darkness is comforting in a way innocence can never be. Corruption is becoming your safe haven. I am now the one you turn to.An Invite to Sloth1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
You surprise me by showing some resistance - like a child's fists battering upon solid rock. Useless. I smother you in apathy; bind you with lethargy and push you head first into passivity. I will not be denied.
Thick clouds crawl across your eyes to hide that which you
do not wish to see. I blind you to yourself and others.
I am the bed in which you lie for days and the blanket that covers you so wholly. I am the voice that whispers 'ten more minutes'. Resistance before such lethargy is like a cardboard wall propped up before the tsunami. I sweep you aside and under.
I leave you insensate.
An Invite to SinGoodness, and purity, and innocence. They attract me like moths to a flame, in the way that golden walls and laughter attracted evil so very long ago.An Invite to Sin1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My arrival is unannounced. I do not slip through the door like a late guest or arrive early like a friendless boozer. I am on the arm of someone you already know. I have been invited. I am in the eyes of a half-known stranger. You recognize me, move towards me as if to say hello before realising that you do not quite know my name yet. Not to worry. You will know it soon. I'll make sure of it.
We finally meet. You realise with some discomfort that you do know me. I have bright skin and hair, beguiling eyes and a captivating smile. You know me very well and embarrassment paints your face with a lovely flush. I can feed off that. You shift awkwardly from foot to foot. I wear your memories like a cape, half-curled wisps of smoke caught in a net around my shoulders.
Later, we are alone.
You know very well that there is no escaping me. Beneath
An Invite to GluttonyI believe you are struggling against me. Humanity ever cleaves to that which is pointless. Like a poison I am among your bloodstream, immersing myself in the stars of your cells and detonating them like bombs.An Invite to Gluttony1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I shall start off small; break you in like a stubborn horse refusing to wear the bit. You humans divide me, seek to break me down. Seven personalities have I. I shall begin with the most common, the stuffing of the mouths in the many-headed beast that is humanity. You, personally, have a weakness for chocolate. Small chocolate squares enter your system as temporary fixes, a plaster over the gaping wound that is the emptiness within you.
I can fill that hole. Dark trees will grow within you, until the offshoots become visible as blemishes upon your skin, physical imperfections indicative of the evil that gnaws on your heart like a starving dog upon his master's hand.
I believe I will enjoy you, gorge myself upon your soul. I am the original glutton. I am fire, I am that which grow
Sapphire CastlesLavished in celestial streams of rich azure,Sapphire Castles2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her voice weaves thru star-systems with song
Depthless eyes fabled in mystery furnish worlds,
as conquests of time fold into silence...
She is the mystique of the cosmos 'elixir immortale,
embalming the wilderness of dreams
O'er a thousand skies captive in the fever of her ocean;
my breath anchors, where a life-time of souls drown
in brushed whispers of candle flame
Kingdoms of passion unveil in ethereal tides,
as the sun traces her finger tips over my skin
Burning in Pleiadian mythology I reach into vistas
of indigo towards the lips of a Goddess
Unto sapphire castles I sail, adrift in rhythms of euphoria
Evermore I feast in rivers of mysticism;
lucid galaxies undress upon the tip of my tongue
Flame of her kiss Heaven's supernova, where my soul
shall be slain & made into the perfume of eternity
Hues of gold chase the shadows in my veins..
Artisans of destiny paint the odyssey of gossamer winds,
blushing like desert am
Be My FortressMy tear streaked faceBe My Fortress1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Held tight in your grasp
You gaze at me
With your all knowing eyes
I try to look away
To hide all this pain
Behind the familiar mask
Of a fake smile
But you hold me steady
Despite my shuddering body
From the numerous sobs
Escaping my lips
I am pulled into
Your warm embrace
Safe and sound
With your arms around me
Never let me go
I silently beg
Protect me from
This cruel world