Poetry: Never The Last Time

Yellow flowers bloom outside my window Reflecting back at me the cheeriness Of form and freedom that finds you and me Happy and at peace Daddy’s watching tv and I’m stroking your head to sleep A cup of strong berry tea Slightly scratched green sunglasses The feeling of a little hand holding mine And last…

DnD Poetry: Dash Round The World

Canyon moon rising and the wild wolf howls Spirits of kobolds long since turned and fled Ambushed, our band of brothers tried to deny The fear within us of the harms fate would supply And we cried out to the gods and enemies above us On rock shelves from which boulders rolled down to crush…

Poetry: Good Morning

Staying in bed on a sunny morning feels amazing There’s nothing quite like clean cool sheets unwinding To find a girl sweet inside them Hair tangled slightly within Hands that are as soft and clean as dawnshine Peeking through windows clouded in line Shapes drawn on glass in a late and long shower Resting a…

Poetry: Goldie Flops

Twas the night after Saturday And in Japanese light dim Goosebumps were rising On Puck’s tawny skin Over udon soup and teriyaki chicken Were the first whispers of Knife Ears And Puck, you did not properly mention Just how tempting I was going to find him You used words like ‘intense’, ‘attentive’ and ‘Christian’ “That’s…

Poetry: Entwined

Do you know what I love about vines Is how they don’t just grow , they also flow Up and around fresh green earth spinning something lovely Out of tiny sparks of life, seedlings rising against strife They connect with whatever and whoever they can Here a tree, there a brick wall and along anything…

Word To The Wise: Just Quietly

Roaring and soaring through mountains along a right sided climb By a man with a plan (at least most of the time) The crystal waters beckoned him in, but the open road called out begging for sin Overthrown, outgrown this Aussie bushland lover’s heart Deep within the Rockies one whispering rock to another playing querant…

Poetry: Rose Tinted Glasses

I see the world not in black and white But in pink and grey All your softness and beauty glowing in the candlelight Your hair riffling and flying over peach-coloured skin in two tones Rosy sheets and soft warm things, that don’t go bump in the night But put a jump in my bones and…

DnD Poetry: He’s a Stoat, Also GOAT

For furrbles! We cry And all swoop down To mend him, bend him Flashpoint defend him He’s a stoat, Also GOAT I’m glad he’s still alive Leo’s suprise and Everyone Rolling their eyes It’s a fire-fueled crossbow bolt to my pride That my fuzzy metallic friend nearly died I’m not keen to be seen walking…

Poetry: Words Space

The nice thing about writing And giving the words space to breathe Is that it makes my heart shiver with delight When I feel strange things that give me a fright There’s very few things in and around the world That can make sense to a dreamy, freely-thinking girl It’s beauty and joy to have…

Poetry: On Writing

The wonderful thing about writing Is that it’s different for you and me No two lines alike There’s no need for spite In each author’s own space we read The glorious hymns of Byron The romantic florets of Keats But at least I can spell I’ll deal a death knell Without my heart skipping a…