Hand grips you Round your throat When you least expect it Creeping, crawling, slithering inside It comes for you In the dark hours In the sunbeam moments It cares not when it takes you Proboscis tongue Unfurling Coiling spiral Ebony slick It will draw out of you That which it craves Draining you of Every… Continue reading lachryphagy
Loves the taste of honey Even though allergic to bees Asphyxia drowning Technically... it's not a haiku... lol I had one half of the poeminess (the nice half) represented in song form now there's a not-haiku representing the part that a lot of us seem to get stuck in. We get caught up with bad… Continue reading Not a motherfucking haiku
Autumn always happens too quickly It sneaks up on you That silent demise A promise of rebirth My soul is quieter Where once a bonfire burned Raging like witch hunt's fire There is now a new flame A deeper one Warm and cool Not burning but bright Leaves, where once green, start to turn at… Continue reading midnight stars once
Piece by piece Across this inferno The depths of which seem too savage to cross The tumultuous waves and fire and ash from the mouths of this volcanic pit Soul searing Build a bridge to set you free One nail at a time Slaughter a forest of trees Carve them into sturdy planks Rope and… Continue reading edge stars twinkling
I was going to do a watercolour for this week but I decided to go with some digital art instead. I used a great free phone app called Snapseed. If you like phone photography and you don't have Snapseed, you are doing yourself an injustice. The othe resource I used was pixabay. I used so… Continue reading Anchors away!
Hello! This is another challenge set forth by the great Chuck Wendig. Once again, my gorgeous Melon goddess tore apart herself with me... the idea behind this prompt was so simple... but goodness me it was difficult. Also once again... I have no idea what this is 🤣🤣🤣 it is obviously fictional and ... fantasy...… Continue reading Into The Raw
Full moon night As bright as I get to see anymore The light stung a little but only as much as the sun used to on a mid-summer's day. I'm not even sure if that is a memory or dream I have retold And retold ..........And retold ...............And retold ....................And... I could still taste him… Continue reading the heart of a monster – finale
Sorry guys! I totally changed just a couple of details in part 1... cause I'm the author and I'll do what I want. LOL but seriously. They were minor changes but obviously you are welcome to duck back and have a quick squiz... if you do and you can see what I changed, let me… Continue reading the heart of a monster -Part 2
She jumped into the passenger seat, never looking away from his dark eyes. She might have to keep them. She had a jar that would suit them perfectly.
I (tried) to rescue a moth today. It had managed to get itself stuck between the pavers and a brick wall. #metaphor #broken #escape #whydoikeeptryingtosavebugs