The Glamour

The Glamour There’s Queens and there’s Kings Yet so many things Get trapped and caught up in the day They really don’t see The you and the me The flutter, the flitter, the fray Our lives are our own Yet so many know Only glamour, the glit and the glee A lie, truth be told … More The Glamour

The Hummingbird

The Hummingbird Don’t let the time pass This bird is too fast Don’t diddle, don’t daddle, don’t blink For you must be sleek To steal a quick peak At this creature who leaves in a wink It hovers and sings And does different things As it stimmers and stammers and stirred But make sure you … More The Hummingbird

The Puggle Fish

“Mr. Puggle Fish” Quietly swimming in search of the one Through a sea of madness and gloom A tiny creature sighs to itself Wishing it’s dreams would come true “What’s wrong?” You might ask “What makes this fish sad?” “Oh why does this creature feel blue?” It’s simple, my friend This fish is alone Just … More The Puggle Fish

Life Flitters By

But Mom!  Says the little girl, pouting about  To the woman,  Who feels left than thirteen ‘Twas Tom! The girl cries, as she wrestles and shouts Pulling hair  As she’s acting so mean Have I grown? Asks the mother, all riddled and scared To herself, For yesterday seems Like she was  Just the poor little girl … More Life Flitters By

On the Eve: 10

Queen Jocasta – Sovereign Ruler of the West Lies. They plague our souls, causing us to act in ways of which we never believed ourselves capable. Yet we often cling to these falsities; desiring the reality we’ve fabricated over the painful truth that is life. Ignorance is bliss, they say. Perhaps there is some validity … More On the Eve: 10

On the Eve: 9

Hadrian Merlfang – Lord of the North I told him it would end this way, the fool. How many years now? Things never end as we intend. No, not ever. Our fresh, inexperienced selves, energized with the fervor of youth, see nothing but the ideal and the desired. Then, as it always is, the bitch … More On the Eve: 9

On the Eve: 6

King Jordain She knows exactly where my heart lies. Buried deep within that sheath of angst, she knows the truth. She knows I cannot raise my blade to her. This foolhardy campaign is fueled by her insatiable desire for revenge; her misguided malfeasance. Yet reality continues to elude her. The entirety of her army’s morale rests … More On the Eve: 6