Monthly Archives: August 2013
The female incarnation of Death? The Hallowe’en Goddess? A Gothic twist on the vintage pin-up girl? There are endless possibilities…
Left asunder by the storm I pick up the broken parts To rebuild again Is my only hope; only chance for survival. I feel the magick in the air My fingertips tingle as I Step on wood, dampened by rain… Cold, wet leaves upon the ground Winds whisper softly as I come to […]
You whisper still forgotten memories lost in time Silent promises never spoken Impossible wishes Lost amidst the stars …I wish you wouldn’t whisper anything at all Because it makes me forget Where I really am and how I got here and how I can’t go back and all those things I can’t […]
When the clock Strikes midnight I turn into a little girl Once again I want to stay trapped In the Witching Hour’s hold Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever…
Soft Sweet Melancholy silence Letting me realize No impressions of sound Final quiet Before the storm Brews near Gentle faerie music Hear their songs sung on the wind totum omnia as everything falls silent again.
In the soft fluttering whispering wind of the night The tree branches unfurl and begin to sing Rosebuds of crimson thought fall from the sky like rain The stars above in the navy-black sky Swirl round and round… Winged wood-elves Leading you into a labyrinth lost and growing you over with branches and moss.