“A man does what he must in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures. That is the basis of all human mortality.” Winston ChurchillI have been in the room for three days. Observation, I am...
love
The night belongs to you,its spectral glows upon your framereminds me that there are pieces,fragments of you with me thatI won't be able to give back.Such pain once made us dangerous.It's become something much morethat will bind us together.And I'm...
I went all inI showed you my handNo feelings were hiddenYou now know where I standI exposed my heartNow how do I showI feel I have no way leftTo display what you knowMy love is bursting outMy heart is ready...
Ignite (Chorus- Chapter 2)
"The Slow Burn Ignites"
I eventually press myself away slightly, the heavy thumping of my heart becoming overwhelming and the tingling of my lips disconcerting. His fervour is something I've never experienced before and I think I like it. He lets me gently slip...
Chorus
"Slow burner"
I see her every Friday. Sitting in the front row, her shoulders straight, her music held in front of her, watching the conductor without concession, her focus complete. Eve. Her auburn hair pinned in a elegant twist over her shoulder,...
They took life for grantedNot noticing time slipping awayNow they had to take chancesWhile experiencing each dayLife became complicatedLove seemed to be haltedTheir love seemed sedatedThey both were exhaustedTheir love needed a joltThings became very routineThey didn't want a revoltThey...
It was a late night and Raine was tired. She looked down at the expensive flower arrangement in her hand and pressed the apartment's doorbell for the fifth time. No answer. Only when she turned to walk away did the...
Pania of the reef
"A poem based around the New Zealand Maori myth of Pania of the reef"
Still and silent stream in the midnight darkResting amongst the flax is the night sky beauty herselfQuenching a thirst from the sweet, still watersWinds that whisper vows and carry the faintest of spellsHer eyes are deep pools of wintery waterPlaying...
Don't touch without intentYour fingers graze my soulA scar's path in its wakeMy heart's not for rentOnly passion and zestWill I accept these daysArouse me with wordsRise above the restPieces of my heartI hold close and protectDarkness lurks deep insideNo...
Tempestuous Changes
"Melissa finally woke up. Enough was enough!"
Melissa sat on a bench, her back against the cold wall. The musty dampness of the crypt invaded her nostrils and with her eyes half closed, she rested with her legs pulled up against her chest. Angeline was on the...