Hymn to Lucifer

Duality was oft known In a state that may change— For the light—thou have shown With words and motion— we re-arrange   For what was written Mirrored reversed A soul—to awaken Where spirits conversed   For there is only one God that’s true One by…

Books! #thepoetrymarathon #prompthourseventeen

“Books were safer than other people anyway.” Neil Gaiman   So I buried myself in my books, Learning, early on, That people were sometimes poison And could damage the soul. My books became my friends In a world confused by rules Even now I find…

Hour 16: Wind Tickles

Wind tickles me With icy fingers; The shivers shake me Inside this quivering skin. That light brush of breath Along the hairs Sucks away my warmth Trailing through my blood. A dangerous kiss of winter Taming a burning blaze Into a frozen fire.

Across the Sea – Hour Sixteen

I took a trip across the sea to find a treasure, new to me A gift of hope from years long gone, whose beauty smiles just like a song I walked awhile, I rode some more, then found my way upon the door Of those…

Magic

Momentarily suspend disbelief, and separate yourself from reality. Bend your mind to see different points of view, look at life with childlike wonder, reach into your imagination, bring forth amazing fantasies. Weave stories and dreams into a collection of color, a vibrant tapestry of temporary…

Separate ways #thepoetrymarathon #prompthourfifteen

In the moonlit path we walked together “There are wild foxes here,” you said And I took a step closer Wondering if we would see them unless They saw us first and swallowed us whole. My hair caught in branches that swept low, pulling At our…

Invitation

Dark street at night, a circle of light, An arch like nothing I’d seen before, Was it a portal, a wormhole door Leading to somewhere else in the cosmos? I froze. I did not think to run away I was seized in the grip of…

The World Around Me – Hour Fifteen

The scent of lavender fills the air Made heavy by summertime heat The carpet feels gritty, like a warm sandy beach Nestled roughly under my feet The hallway feels longer at this hour of day Each step growing tougher to make My eyes are now…

Hour 15: Two Haiku

The stargate awaits – Step into the other side Of the galaxy!   Or should I dial home? Return to the known and safe? Forego bold journeys?