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Three points on a straight line

Hedonistic, caustic sadistic killer The blood wont leave that drop on your finger and your eyes wont close without the picture of your vindictive belligerent yet flawless lover Depict your frantic romantic mistress Watch her lips lend cold exquisite kisses O what brutal bending beauty this is In devote revolt such sweet perfection grows submissive […]

This Land Sonnet

The soft pink clouds caress the sunset sky, Shards of light shoot through the gap in the cloud, Shadowy birds, across the clouds they fly, Escaping water is silently loud. Water departs from the trail to sea, Making rivers paddling on the ground, Acting like a lock without a key Mountains of soft green grass […]

Crossed Hearts and Crossed Fingers

I opened the cupboard At the back of my mind: Laughter and gold light poured out. I felt it filling every crevice of my brain And I smiled. The thoughts were old friends, That hugged me And softened hard edges. Memories flickered like movies: A giant smile unlocked a flood of warmth, That swelled under […]

Cinderfella, or Pyromaniac

At her fifth birthday party, Cinderella gazed at the birthday candles like I gazed at her. I wanted her to look into my eyes like she looked into the eyes of the flames. But I knew she was the girl for me; with skin hot to touch and flickering eyes, she would grow up to […]

Mule Musings

Now I’ve heard The Man With No Name tellin’ folks I don’t like people laughin’- says I get the crazy notion they’re laughin’ at me… Well, that’s a load of hee-haw, for sure: I’m about as self-assured and confident a Mule as you’re likely to find either side of the Mexican borderline. See, my Momma […]

pentagram crossed

I was sky. Fickle as a smoke ring, cliché as gemstone seas or eyes or jaundice-gold luminescence and I’m sickened with it – puffy cloud-pustules of some undiagnosed plague. Your bad luck cobalt is magnetic because canvases don’t work if the pen passes straight through And yet, a thousand rhymes, each more hackneyed than the […]

Snow White: The anti-fairytale

The Queen was very beautiful, Yet self-absorbed and vain, She saw nothing of her step daughter, To her Snow White was just a pain. The Queen had a magic mirror, To which she would ask, “Magic mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest of them all?” The Queen would then get a reply, That […]

Overreaching

Naive Katherine Howard was a puppet on a string, When the Duke resolved she would soon be marrying. Sent off to court, the budding rose to be, Caught rapt Henry’s attention for queen and world to see. The Duke had reached and grasped, it seemed princely favour once again, When a wife became a sister, […]

The Cheshire Cat

One day he showed up, out of the blue With a smile as wide as his eyes A Cheshire cat that tells naught but lies As he spies From afar, the front seat of his car, Drumming the wheel he steals a glance. He longs to advance- As he sees Alice emerge he resists the […]

The Storyteller

When I was a child, I believed in magic. I used to walk in the woods skipping ahead, searching for goblins and fairies hidden in the shade of the trees. The air used to glimmer as if invisible boundaries were becoming thin. I glimpsed an elf’s scaly hand creeping around an oak’s thick trunk. Small […]

Sleeping (a retelling of Sleeping Beauty)

The tower held its own mystique Fog shrouding its glistening peak. Drawing in princes, kings and lords, Swarming in largely by the hoards. Surrounding it was a great big forest, Of thorns and brambles and lingering darkness. It’s sharp points shining in slivers of light, An unheeded warning to all of its hidden might. Tall, […]

Ashes

Hansel and Gretel Had starvation in their eyes Scrawny children wandering about Darkness suffocating Alone and lost I made sure, As they rested, That they were safe And that surprise awaited them When dawn finally broke. They stumbled over Their dreams alive A gingerbread house Sugar glazed windows Candy decorated walls Their smiles shone, And […]

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