Fortress

Where the trees are high and the sky is clear Over the seas are mysteries rich with deer Against the silence a troll much afeared Is unmatched by a warriors year-long beard And wherever we roam he’ll always come home To a fortress and the girl who writes this poem

My Heart

Om hari om May we all find the way Where there is only love and play Om shanti om May we all create peace Take fear and give it release Om mani padme hum May we find our treasure In the joy of others without measure Om namah shivaya May we find protection And give…

Sticky

The blood on my gloves dries sticky Like ancient fueds that refuse to heal And instead ooze a red poison through bandages And they are thick enough to cushion the wearer But still the infection boils hot in my veins And my fever runs unchecked Tis but a passing thing, or so I once thought…

Narcissus

Reveal myself to you, pretty wanderer? I would never stoop so low No, for you I create a mask, a character A visage for you to behold And for a time you may sit in my eminence A blessing and a curse upon my very name Because in truth I will make you happy For…

Kisses

The ruby red richness of lips Dipped in cherries mixed with honey And unlike your fingers they trail Over my starburnt skin and flicker In the firelight as they brush past me On their way to sweeter pastimes Oh who can say whereupon me they Will next set ablaze with whimpers Their pretty besmirches trailed…

Bye

Remember when You first came to say hello? // I scarcely need to say more The moment imprinted Forever you hinted Until I became something of a chore // And the funny thing about living Is that I can see so much further today And yet I am done words little to none Are all…

Heart Lies

I often find my mind drifting away from the past and into future solid ground. Like a bee finding nectar in a flower I went searching and at last in the end I was found. Before me lies an endless field of poppies and roses and cherry trees in bloom. Their blood red jewels glittering…

Baby Fire

With every candle you buy me I grow my love for you a little bit more Toasting my marshmallowy heart one yummy flicker at a time And who is really to say if Strawberry Shortcake or Lava or Prosecco Are real and proper flavours for a baby fire? Surely they’re not but then again I’m…

To Wear

It’s such an odd look for me to be sad It doesn’t fit me as well as anger Or tragedy Or fury It’s not something I like to wear And if I could take it off and put it back in the closet I would The colour doesn’t suit me and I’m oh so pale…

Reef

I think that when we are lost it’s good to have a yearning for home and to be found It keeps us from going too far I suppose and we shouldn’t want to go beyond reach But there is a place between the shore and the deep sea where there is so much life That…