Angry skies roaming with the sound of a thousand wild horses’ hooves stamping… Light dimmed, clouds somber and threatening… Flashes, lightning scarring the horizon! Burning my corneas… Light serpents coming and disappearing again, I am waiting, I am waiting for the rain… Thunder loud and getting closer! The storm is near, I feel its…… Continue reading Angry skies…
It hurts, doesn’t it? It hurts like Hell… I know the feeling All too well… I tried to warn you But you dissed me Dare not expect My sympathy I’m not like you I won’t rejoice Nor offer pity It was your choice Your tears don’t trouble me The least bit! You made your…… Continue reading Lie in it!
She found leisure in the simplest pleasures. A soft breeze’s draft, a summer bloom waft… Any tickle of her senses or the comfort of silence. She didn’t need anything or anyone… Just for the sun to rise up and set down! Simplicity, her chanted motto. Her only wish, her ultimate goal! Via today’s…… Continue reading Summer Simplicity…
Tiny shadow caster, You gave your tree a voice The wind made you sing And all of us rejoiced Summer flowed through your veins But summer is now gone Turning the green foliage to many warmer tones At last there was no choice, Came time to take a leap You dove bravely one day…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Let me grow on you… Covering your scars with my loving Ivy touch! This week, I dedicate my (almost) daily pictures to the subject of patterns, in the honor of Kate, who kindly participated in the creation and débuts of the Word of the Day Challenge … Thank you Kate, for…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Rise and stand out! Be bold! Let yourself free of the mold! Don’t abide, dare to take the wrong turn! Be free, be alive, break the patern! This week, I dedicate my (almost) daily pictures to the subject of patterns, in the honor of Kate, who kindly participated in the creation and…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Hello Lovelies! It has been brought to my attention that one of our fellow bloggers, Kevin from NewAuthorOnline, is releasing a new collection of poems next Monday! I really enjoy Kevin’s work, and it felt just natural to forward the following article about him and his new book in The Cove! “The Writer’s Pen and…… Continue reading There was a man called Kevin…
Dragged by tangled hair, oblivious and unaware. Hatred uncalled for, violence unnecessary. Insidious referee, granting mercy no more… You made your own damned wicked rules, turned me to ridicule… Beat me to the ground! Robbing me of precious self-worth, you served me with your Kangaroo court! Via today’s Word of the Day…… Continue reading Kangaroo court…
Running my fingers On the lines of your rough skin Wisdom of years past… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on a tree’s trunk in the setting sun’s light.
She ate melancholy by the spoon, directly from the jar… All her aprons stained with sorrow scars… Knittting misery mittens and misery scarfs. Making sigh-beads Necklaces alone In the dark… Not a shriek, not a squeal, not a howl… Just waiting for the night, to take her final bow.
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