http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bqu4W5B-biE     Read Night Terrors by Keeper of the Crimson Quill The day has come full circle to where I found myself the day before, the month, the week, aeons of time. The day is bleeding its final goodbye as the shadows draw their elongated fingers across the ground, reaching to devour each light... Continue Reading →

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I do what I usually do at this time of day. It's early, or late if you're a night owl like me. I sit on the roof of this grand old place, an odd mix of antebellum meets Modern Art. It's weird, but it's home. And it suits us, because, to them we are weird.... Continue Reading →

Visit Photo Flake for more wicked art To err is human Forgive, Devine So they say Good thing I'm not human Oh I tried forgiveness Clung to it like some do that cross on the wall Maybe it would save me There is no saviour Save yourself That's why you have a mind Use it... Continue Reading →

You touched me your feather like caress raining chill upon my flesh I feel the pressure of your fingertips The cold passing of your palm against my cheek Gently turning my head, your breath on my neck I resist, these are not my memories It's wrong to watch the life of another To feel those... Continue Reading →

Suggested Musical Accompaniment http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsnYrH3BUP8 So you sit there and watch the world Sticking yourself behind one way glass Interacting in relative safety Locking your heart away Where I can't be touched Pulling away instead of opening up To what end, I ask you Love can't live where it sees no light There is nothing there,... Continue Reading →

  Deep breath Brave face Glue on the mask There are others to be strong for A fighter, faced worse than this It will be what it will be It's going to be okay Keep calm, straighten that tiara So when...if things get bad They can fall apart, and not worry I'm okay I'm tough,... Continue Reading →

They may not mean much Those two words Even if they come from the heart They do It doesn't make it better or change the purpose for uttering them   I own it When you've come to believe in someone's power to turn that bleak and grey fear around and you just need to hear... Continue Reading →

In my daylight hours I am known as Governess. The monster that lives inside me in her cage, quietly awaiting her time to run amok. She comes out less and less now, left apathetic, but still vicious the core. Should she gain her freedom, many would suffer a most heinous death, for she holds no... Continue Reading →

Read Death Maiden and Raven - Lessons  Visit Maleficent Blood Damsel It had been weeks since I had last been out into the world and I was becoming restless. Death Maiden was sleeping, resting up from her last outing, so I decided to go out.  It began as an innocent stroll through the woods that... Continue Reading →

Blowing bubbles in the dark Luminescent in the gloaming Tiny pockets of air Dancing in the breeze Playful wind tussling my hair Frogs and crickets Creaking and croaking A singful serenade I'm at peace There is nothing but simple enjoyment The noise of my daylight hours Fallen silent in repose The occasional giggle Spine tingling... Continue Reading →

it's a knife in the heart lean in a little closer twist it a bit pull up as you pull it out fray the strings that hold it all together a little more love bleeds away with each stabbing just a little more, hardly hurts at all only an ache, a small biting breath stealing... Continue Reading →

The moon is sees all Full and round as a virgin's eye Wide with wonder and innocence Watching over the meek and strong All tiny lights in the universe It calls home It is a window of the Gods They who smile in wonder The warmth of their gaze The Summer Sun The skies clouded... Continue Reading →

"It is marvelous to explore the rich inner landscapes of emotions, dreams, ideas, fantasies" Matt Horwich We've all been there Left empty handed After giving your all Bleeding dry the Well As you feed another You are not alone. It's a matter of perspective Hands not empty But dripping jewels The Well is not dry... Continue Reading →

I was beautiful once Held in your hand Warm and Content Filled with comfort My porcelain shell Glowing and uncracked Waiting patiently Here I sit Lost behind the knickknacks Leavings of an other life Quietly biding my time For someone to see The beauty in age Take me home Fill me again With warmth and... Continue Reading →

You bring me to tears The sorrow of a thousand years wrapped up in a palmful of words No one else can do that Surely not as a rule Do I allow my humanity to show So openly and with no fear or regret held in my heart Unusual practice for one so dark One... Continue Reading →

Twist Turn Feel the burn Fingers aching to dance Set to play Wasting daylight Just to say Nothing Sun Rises Sun Sets Brilliant colours Singe the eyes No words to sing Feel everything All too big to articulate Leave me to sigh Slumber draws nigh Showing my Path With a shudder Nearly deserted I am... Continue Reading →

I won't ask for your hand It's not how I'm made To ask for anything Even as I hold the Reliquary I ask not for even your hand A turn of the clocks arms an eternity they chase each other Never to be in the other's embrace To request such rarely crosses my lips for... Continue Reading →

 I am a crow Ruffling my dusty, rusty Blackest feathers Standing apart Awaiting my turn To retrieve small bits Of found treasures Shiny, gleaned treasures That I use to line my Happy place My trove of musings A room of shadows Protected by my Muse He who sits, silent In the corner, observing Dressed in... Continue Reading →

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