In memory
Were I to gatherthe rarest of woods,matchsticks in multitude,and vintage amber lac,I would set to the building of that Strad,its secrets laid bare by an angel. And in its voice … Continue Reading In memory
The blush
When I was alive, you quickened in bright crimsons. When I was alive. (Image: Wasan Tita/Shutterstock)
In dreams, I reach
~It was a thing I feltin a faraway day- we were joined, unbesmirched,but the swirl of the world let fall that crystal egg into depths unredeemable. And now, in dreams, … Continue Reading In dreams, I reach
White bird singing in the dead of night
As we spoke a wing, long broken, fell off inside of me, unnoticed as a leaf. I stepped out of sheep’s clothing and flaunted a love. And my arms, oh … Continue Reading White bird singing in the dead of night
Running for it
My old father-in-law, now gone, was someone I knew for the first thirty years of my marriage. It does take me a long while to get to know anyone, and … Continue Reading Running for it
Protected: Chocolate
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A Cuckoo clock Christmas
I brought you a present ‘Twas an old cuckoo clock From a second-hand store in the city On its top was a pheasant And it said “Tick-a-Tock” So I thought … Continue Reading A Cuckoo clock Christmas
Periwinkles
They headed down the valley With their wine and picnic lunch. The periwinkles blooming They gathered by the bunch. Happily remembering The times that they had spent As children, in the … Continue Reading Periwinkles
Loss and blame
A person very close to me met his death, at a young age, some years ago. Cancer it was, and it spread very rapidly, a “good thing” for those of … Continue Reading Loss and blame
Illicit
She colours when he looks her way, a blush so fair to see. They met upon a winter’s day, but it was not to be. He saw she had the … Continue Reading Illicit
From Captivated, to Captivity
There’s something called obsession, and by all accounts it is “unhealthy”. His fleeting glimpse of a lone dancer, in a season past, will not fade. Instead, it has sprouted within … Continue Reading From Captivated, to Captivity
Protected: Happy today
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