"I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that…
I wrote this short story I new it needed religon, sex and mystery. OH my God Im pregent I wonder whos it…
Just for Practice The Archetype Arien Mister…
Where have all the budding writers gone?…
In the dawning silence I can hear the phantom ring The world just seems to fall away I hear the angels sing Grief and pain just disappear My world is mine again And for that single moment I can live without an…
Velvet whispers Inaudible murmuring Stifled secrets Indigo shadows veil desperation Obscuring desire In a lucid azure dream I found you Under a sapphire…
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's…
I'd be interested to read more of your stuff, if you're willing to…
A Maiden Sara Teasdale Oh if I were the velvet rose Upon the red rose vine, I'd climb to touch his window And make his casement fine. And if I were the little bird That twitters on the tree, All day I'd…
Far away, but so very near
Miles away, but I feel you here.
Constantly in my thoughts, embedded in my mind....
A connection, not physical, but by an invisible line...
A line so strong and powerful, that it doesn't diminish with time....
But what is weak, and helpless, is that you will never be mine.