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  such madness such sadness love can bring she let her voice be taken as payment and gave up her life as daughter of the sea she walked the earth for him each single step as painful as walking on glass she was as devoted as she was brave but he was being blinded by deceit, unable to truly see her so they could never be heartbroken she chose to return to her sisters her home now a watery grave

Do not awaken

you may whisper words of wanting and lull my mind with written poems you may make me sigh, seeing stars in your eyes you may hold me tenderly, you may even hold me high but do not awaken my heart it is slumbering for a reason and you might just rip it apart

Waiting, wanting

the full moon awakens the night luminous she adorns the sky and watches in anticipation waiting, wanting before waning beauty before her with blooming red hidden behind her back basking in her light a sensual delight

Stormy weather

I rattle and shake my bones exposed to the wind stormy weather ch/kills


pavement can't prevent life finding it's way to light green conquering gray


on: the button stuck in need to reset functions off: switching my mind

My sanity

as I stare at the remnants of my sanity   carefully spread out before me on the bed I draw lines between the pieces made of you    so you can catch me in your web hold me prisoner        devour me whole figment of my imagination

The loss of you

As I slowly make my way backwards through days gone by I recognise your face within the crowds many, many times I feel you, see you I need you but you are never there I beg of you, catch me before I fall apart before the loss of you settles deeply into the dark side of my heart


a breath away from Death dancing entranced in his arms lifelines soon severed one last slow sway

It's you

let me starve for love it is you I want, I breathe, I drink


petrified beauty residual trace of life golden ratio


I lay down in grass still hanging on to the night wet with morning dew

Red lines

drawn deep into the weathered wood red lines trace old verses we wrote our words once shared now renewed the past reborn here we sat and spoke of love a long, long time ago

Dull versions

their grey clouds mirror no truth to me just dull versions of us deceived what thought on being real on seeing the world the way we kiss, so sweet our hands holding our hands so tenderly       they just can't see they just won't see

My madness

I shall never be sane huddled away safely in blankets filled with soft feathered insanity what I see is truth touch me with your gentle hands and feel the wonder in my words they burst from me like flames name my madness beauty I shall cover you in it's kisses love me let me be

The Argonath

on both sides of passageway Giant Watchers stand sentinel their arms outstretched looming over all who dare enter warning them beware the darkness on your journey keep the light in your soul beyond these gates faith must overcome evil

Quotation from Edgar Allan Poe

“I am a writer. Therefore, I am not sane.” ― Edgar Allan Poe


you see the world in vibrant colors where golden trees stretch their branches greeting a purple sky filled with silvery clouds they say you're blind that your mind is mistaken but I feel your reality's magic and it's as beautiful as you

Invisible at dawn

the sun brings life but also steals becoming invisible at dawn your ghostly fingers caressing my skin your ethereal kisses on my lips I see you, I feel you but only in the darkest hours each night heals my heart each dawn rips it apart

Washed away

near the ocean buried beneath the dunes broken promises yearning to be washed away but waves ~ unable to reach

You are

you ~ the centre of everything the eye of my storm you are both the core of my being as the skin holding it all together you are the bones that give me strength to stand and the heart that keeps me alive you are the kindle but I am the fire

Be whole

my fingertips trace the outlines of a tender sorrow I see your pain & name it love you are known to me every part of your soul somehow has found its way into my heart don't hide your tears just as you don't hide your smile show all, be whole

You capture me

and I know I should have run drawn deeper into your desire I'm likely to loose myself but I can't leave you capture me with your eyes I drown in them and I can't breathe please help me breathe feel my limbs go limp by your soft caress safe me

Now I'm lost

Quiet heart

bright eyes clouded over, pearly skin cold her quiet heart silently beats within me I drink her, I take her in through midnight streaks of blue and moss green forest hues her lovely smile haunts me still she ~ now the essence of me


with a vast expanse before me in silence I sit and watch the sun caressing the landscape so tenderly, so serene I feel her warmth it burns from within waking me, inspiring me oh the power, the beautiful glory

Into the marshes

a chilly fog enveloping her she walks alone tracing vanishing footsteps in the mire follows the disappeared deep into the dead marshes where nevermore to be heard the sounds of life

Little girl hiding

down the hallway a shape moves behind the thick curtains dust stirs within dimmed sunlight a little shuffle she ~ the something lurking in the shadows ~ thinks she is well hidden we will not see her, nor find her she shall find us, scare us she'll make us laugh

Legacy of war

born in a raging war youngest eyes have seen too much ruined by death and destruction the definite decline of trust hearts infested with fear a dreadful legacy


fragrant spring flowers a meadow beaming with joy dancing butterflies

Heaven's gates

a distant rumbling sound but nothing like rolling thunder unlocking slowly heaven's gates scrape on the covering clouds leaving streaks of clarity gazing from below weary souls can't see the wonder angels mourn them

Let go

I see you gaze into the distance far beyond the hills further even you absentmindedly stroke the wood of the chair you're sitting in you are here, but far away wandering watching warmer horizons where birds fly free like your soul yearns to be it's all right you can let go

Make me a moon


scent of southern summers lavender essence Provence on my pillow night-time travels

There is evil

within the mists confusion false whispers fall into innocent ears stir false memories of would-have-beens and will-never-be's the gears turn burning holes into their hearts there is evil out of sight everywhere

Eerie light

within this shadowland eerie light bends into the night among the lost and weary I stand and stare

De hemel

dragend de wolken licht omgeeft de gedachte hier - de hemel - niet


a laugh from above kookaburra in a tree watching us sharply


The old man looked at the little girl lying in the sturdy wooden bed his own grandfather had made. His eyes a silvery gray color, sparkling. "Dreams are made from starlight Jade, don't you ever forget that. Always leave the curtains open so the stars can see you when you sleep."


Mysteries do not seek explanations Wander Do not travel to find Come across all sorts of wonders with an open mind Look at them as magic Like dragon hearts and dandelion fuzz Beyond the wild blue yonder there's a world to explore

You are not to blame

I'm sorry

I'm cold and my eyes are sore my voice falters my mind at war with itself battered and bruised by my own hands I bleed and I scream at you to leave me, you don't love me how could you even? you merely take me into your arms I'm sorry I know I'm messed up and still you are here

Suicide note

these words on this paper stained with my tears and my blood will they finally make you notice me and do I dare die for that


money less precious never shone nature so bright like gold in sunlight

Almost spring

frosty grass glistens as early sunlight shines pale birds sing a tune of season's change soon winter will retreat and this now arid field will flourish in a fresh and beautiful hue


your train of thoughts derailing not testing the breaks to stimulate me opening up my arms to stop you from crashing


pink blossom falling early morning wake-up call sweet scented shower

Normal life

If normal life sucks - try imaginary.

Testing my voice

testing my imperfect poetic voice you listen and do not judge me thank you for your grace

A vessel

Bring me a bone Shape some of my skin anew And built me a body to bear the weight of my woe For I am only a vessel In which all the lonely people stow their sorrow I know their thoughts, their fears, their pain They weigh heavy upon my soul Which is the only thing I truly own

Sleeping dragons

'Shh,' the little gnome whispered to Gwynn, 'best not wake sleeping dragons. They might not be to happy about that. They can be quite grouchy you know.' Gwynn grinned. Behind them they heard a soft snort. 'Are you calling me grouchy?' a low rumbling voice said.

locked from the inside door to a secret garden a world on its own



Vandaag. Hoe een woord van betekenis kan veranderen door een besluit. Vandaag is niet meer dezelfde vandaag als die van gisteren, of als die van vorige week dinsdag. Vandaag is vandaag heel anders. Ze ligt op haar rug in bed en knippert met haar ogen. Het is nu nog donker. Ze zwaait haar benen over de bedrand en zoekt op de tast naar de wekker. Het is pas half vijf maar ze kan niet meer slapen dus staat ze op. Gisteren heeft ze haar kleding alvast uitgezocht en klaargelegd, alles precies op volgorde van aantrekken. Een mooie slip van wit kant met bijpassende BH, haar lichtblauwe zomerjurk, een klein wit vestje voor als ze het fris krijgt, en haar lievelings sandalen. Haar beste vriendin heeft gisteren de nagels van haar handen en voeten gelakt zodat ze op haar mooist zal zijn. Make-up draagt ze verder nooit. Haar vrienden en familie beweren dat niet nodig is. Ze is al mooi van zichzelf. De spanning giert door haar lichaam. Onder de kapstok in de hal staat haar volgepakte koffer al

Deepest scars


complex compact lines this perfect drawing in green a gardener's dream

Remember the world

Rock Art

Lines create meaning Ancient stories carved in rock History portrayed


she watched the waves carry away weightlessly blossom and bone said silently goodbye to the dead and the dying while within her a sea of turmoil

Touched by love

scarred hearts ~ afraid to be loved, to be touched they wander just on the outskirts of paradise lost unwilling to take the risk of maybe falling into the darkness losing love once more but love refound can heal some scars and make the heart go dancing round the sun and the stars and back again exquisite bliss for the time simply being touched again

Burning hearts

a perfect fire leaves hearts burning long after love has turned to ash

To let go

Elaine sat in the corner on the floor. She was watching the rocking chair which stood near the window. A dim light fell into the room. She had been sitting here for hours, unable to move, not willing to let go. So she sat, watching the two inanimate things she loved. Waiting.

My child


bound to muddy earth gazing longingly at the bright sun Icarus' wings singed

Glass filled to the rim

yearning for what's already gone she sits waiting in vain to numb the pain glass filled to the rim spilled wine stains the table

Breathe in

breathe in     lungs fill with inspiration infused air  breathe out     breathe in     feel the power flow into your brain breathe out     breathe in     hallucinate, create! know this, poet ~ dull be the sane ones


I remember that boy, the quiet one, now long gone too soon he was never reaching for the stars he was simply content staring at the nightly sky, wondering how beautiful they were I wonder if he knew that I was staring at him the same way distant, but nearby

Lioness in love

Ferocious, she smiles a hungry smile Her claws dig into my skin Like she wants to bare my soul to her stare I love how she loves me A wild thing I shall never tame I shall never bind her It would not be the same

Your touch

a world within a world within a world as love unfolds I fear not the future nor the past you need not give me a promise for though this might not last forever right now your touch is enough

Dancing with strangers

dreamlike haze dancing with strangers no need for music within vibrating air moving with grace

Until last breath

this morning's dawn distant and cold this day shall take more than it'll bring I'll hold you until last breath, soon though you will die, my love and my hands will become empty still Death shall not have dominion over you your soul is safe with me, our memories too