I am the conqueror I own every victory I climb every mountain I set my flag and shout into the distance I am the queen I am FIERCE My muscles burn like fire My physique sculpted out of ashes I will never quit I rush…

This Place Virginia Carraway Stark The leaves wave Away the tears And lines on your face They say it’s safe And make this place Paradise even for a day The wheel of fate Is graven here As is each roses thorn And every petal Made…

She had eyes the colour of the Islay Sea. Her hair silk and russet. Against the paleness of her marked skin.There was strength in her that burned…. a quasar. When she spoke you listened. As if someone had whispered into your soul. With that it grasped your…

So Dance Virginia Carraway Stark Dance with me Dear heart The night is still young It’s not even Noon yet The clouds are breaking With every cheer Of bird song The puddles don’t splash Above our ankles So dance with me And sing Because the…

Hate. Such a vile word. The feelings it derives are guttural. As if I’ve contracted food poisoning. I hate Peaches. Those Fuzzy. Devilish fruits. Hanging Ever so innocently from their trees. Do not believe them. They are liars. Their colours welcoming. Yet their Innards strike a…

Dear Anna Virginia Carraway Stark Anna what happened To your cricket heart I see your doubt And empty dreams Your decisions poised Ever on a razors edge Of your triplicity You alone I can never trust Your heart is ever changing Your blonde hair Turned…

We walked along the pier the other night. The soft moonlight covering the ripples of the water. Against the backdrop old ships past their prime stand-fast as they no longer have purpose. There is a cool breeze kissing the backs of our necks. As we past…

Moonlight and poetry Virginia Carraway Stark I dreamt I wrote a poem It was stuck in a moonbeam I couldn’t get it out Just gazed at it in longing Thinking That If kisses Were like poetry That could get stuck in moonbeams They would be…

I began cursing frantically As my fingers hovered across keys Every word I wrote, every line completed A disaster….a train wreck in slow motion A poem whose life was meant to portray feelings of a foolish man in love profoundly and with simplicity. About a woman That…

Sometimes I wish I could melt like ice And then freeze back together To form a new shape. Then when things got too hot I could take a different shape And start again.