Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The sacred truth, now broken as lies spill from his lips his tongue blood-red and thick with the stain of wine
She lives on Catshole Lane with all the common cats on the Isle of Man. She’s beautiful, hot and exotic, a pure Siamese with almond-shaped eyes as blue as the sea and a long graceful tail. She, an outsider shunned by all the… Continue Reading “The Siamese on Catshole Lane”
When the willows weep at night they call to the flower moon Come and spread your light through our slender tendrils as beetles scurry underfoot banish the deepening gloom.
As I grow older, time is racing by, as if I am on a high-speed train barreling towards the end of my life. One minute, I am turning a page in the calendar and greeting a new month, and the next a new year… Continue Reading “Thoughts From An Opal Child”
Golden caramel eyes stalking her across the sea of strangers a shiver runs up her spine as she senses impending danger.
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