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Begin once again — The prophecy, Foreseen destiny — A happy ending
Beautiful to be fallen in a love with you my beloved
A union two twin flames
theirs
one old soul’s
shared nostalgia
about
our actions, how we react
an intertwined mind
quale, in the way we act
an ordeal with life
born into circumstance
chaotic
the conundrum
all of the elements and alignments required
the complexity of an immaculate conception
the manifestation of a woman and...
Tuesday 15th April 2025 8:05 am
The Pecking
In the yard's dust-bowl kingdom, hens
Scratch their ancient rhythms. Until
Blood springs – a single drop
Like a red asterisk in white feathers.
Then something older than bone
Switches on behind her eye. Machinery
Of beak and claw engages, pre-programmed,
As if the first raptor never died.
Her neck snakes forward, hooked weapon
Drilling deep, each strike
A vi...
Tuesday 4th March 2025 9:24 am
Choices
Two birds left the nest after they had learned to fly,
setting off to find what the world has got to give.
Each had what it takes to ascend into the sky,
but each bird also had different reasons why they lived.
One lived a life to soar above, his days spent in the air.
The other lived to gather in and build a stable home.
One was carefree enjoying daily views beyond com...
Sunday 16th February 2025 3:43 pm
A Little Time
A LITTLE TIME
Daddy, spend some time with me,
it’s all I really need.
It doesn’t have to be that much,
let’s go do simple things.
Help me remember times back when
I was a little girl,
when you called me your princess doll,
back when you used to twirl
me round and round. You’d tossed me high,
just simply having fun.
So, Daddy let’s ...
Saturday 15th February 2025 5:57 pm
ash & blood
I can’t tell which is worse:
a fire or a flood.
at first, there doesn’t seem to be a difference;
you lose everything in both.
when you take a second look, the monster has grown.
the fire is insatiable.
it devours what’s in sight.
in the end, you have nothing to come back to.
it’s not a choice you get to make.
the flood is curious.
it touches everything within reach.
like a chi...
Friday 10th January 2025 9:41 pm
Memento Mori
Memento Mori
Sun shone through the greying lace,
And highlighted her wrinkled face.
Dormant now, no signs of breath,
Not unexpected, a timely death.
Months of pain relieved by time,
Old age being nature’s ultimate crime.
A better place her soul now seeks,
Drying tears nestled on hollowed cheeks.
This disappearing woman faded from sight,
Unnoticed, she left us all...
Tuesday 7th January 2025 12:34 pm
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