Practising the Dark Arts

If dusk mayhap should find you
On the road ’ere it gets dark,
And owls hoot more often
Than warbles the meadow lark
And up ahead, before you creeps
A cloying and deepening fog
You know you must be brave …

Alone ,a warrior girds his loins
And steps out on the streets

wings are just feathers
held together
by hopes and dreams
and never feel quite real

Some dungeon cell, some cheerless keep
adorned with blood and crosses be her fate.

stringing words together
like daisy chains
to make sense of
what happened
and what didn’t

To dim eyes
beauty shines bright
afire, aflame
too hot to handle
in everyday humdrum

With ruddy hands we held on zealously to a dream
Our salted tears, sweat and blood
Flowed and formed mud beneath our feet
And only by hitting rock bottom we knew
The divine secret power of clay!
From the …

fear skin like glass
over real skin
easily shattered
and it cuts so deep

rest in peace, lauren

if you were touched by lauren please pass this through your groups

a heart doesn’t break easily
but carelessness will do it
have you heard the sound it makes
it’s not pleasant but at least it’s quiet

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I saw myself
lying as if asleep in a
coffin made from glass
eyes closed and
breast ever so still
just like Snow White
before the prince

bottom of the list
overlooked
never remembered
quietly dripping
off the page

you stalk my dreams –
an incubus in nothing but a loincloth –
laughing softly as you chase me

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We want to display ‘documentary’ images of the arti…

stone cold sober
I look up at the stars
twinkling in their icy blaze
each one a dream
you promised me

my heart in my hands
thinking of nowhere
because it’s somewhere
for my mind to go
when rain falls
and the fog is thick
and the sun is far

We can’t stop Time; He races with the sun and always wins,
but we can be immersed, afloat, surrounded
in His generous embrace.