(for hour 19—the image prompt of Arcana’s shore for Onweald)   Arcana’s Protection   Arcana Scheld arrived with a high tide off the Meredore Spray from the ocean wet her face And misted her eyes a faerie gray Suitors flocked like seabirds Pecking at her…

Yay still catching up! I haven’t been feeling the prompts lately so I’ve been doing my own thing for some and that’s been nice. I enjoy having the starting point. But some just don’t vibe.   Habits    I will get into habits Things I…

Death sighed The living were so tedious They all have to die Some sooner than others The end journey is always the same I don’t come running to them But if I visit Most cannot get away Some do seem to beat the rap Their…

MOTION BLUR MURAL   I could write this piece as a landscape where it’s always dawn or dusk                                     never night or noon where it’s flat and mountainous…

From the fog of war I fled, Into this mist of sanctuary. Escaping the dreaded known, For the uncertain, unknown. This new land offers just a moment’s respite, A chill that comforts but yet, The horrors of what I remember, Will never leave me.  …

2021.06.27 23:15PM PST   I am, at this moment, horizontal, my skull rested upon the knee of a boy I barely know and  might even be smitten with.  His worn leather couch is  cool against my skin, but  his heat soaks toward me  like sunbeams…

Painted Soul steamy beachy oceanside cliffs with neverending waves in motion… calm with a hint of trouble ahead those soft amber blues… misty memories with my warm heart as an anchor through time… Portrait of Me

I look into the mirror fair And wonder at the white hair there. Just a short day or two ago My hair was brown with flecks of gold. And these little crinkles around my eyes Remind me of how fast time flies. Around my lips…

Self Portrait Neither the fame of sun nor the notoriety of moon I am just an unnamed star entrenched deep into the night and flickers there Hour 19 @varenyas

I wish there was a way to say I miss you from right next to you my voice so close you can hear the longing, my breath fanning against your neck and my hand inside your hair too much longing gets lost in the distance…