Taffeta Woven Abodes
Horizoned spans of Autumn and clover spreading their wonder on wisped winds high.Elevated shimmers reckon the moments and darken the bluest, cloudy skies.Opened fans of wings and whistles shudder their messages home and gentle flows of blossomed beauty float upon…
Hallowed Silken Tallies (Stream of Consciousness)
Rallied calls echo the valleys and hint at the coming moon, of silent hallowed silken tallies and the dawning times to soon, drape and flowing as clouds hedge home to reckon a sunset dream and all the while a shining…
Drifting Along Forevered Tales
Cottoned clouds all fluffed and heavy release bound raindrops down, to seep their moistures, both scented and heady, to replenish a sun scorched ground. Opened heavens drench Autumns bounty and the soft sleet heralds Winters call. Swift winds reveal seasoned…
Tasmanian Night-time Festivities
Sleek wetted feathered beauties swoop their form across the suns awakening to fan Earths crust. Sharp beaked scoopings and sweet thank chirpings all chorus amongst misting clouds. Mountain crested tree lined wonders sweep the withins and withouts, and rolling whispers…
Faces in the Green Mans Veil
The shadowed faces peer through the soft foliage of new growth, no distinction as to gender perceived by those of a mortal realm, as androgynous forms shape through dark course barks and silvered boughs, all watching from lofty branch and…
All Authors Magazine
In March 2014, my poem, I Am Karen, was the feature poem published in issue 5 of the All Authors Magazine. The magazine is no longer available through Scribd but for some reason I am still able to provide you…
Jerrymanders
Full name: Jerry Warren Jerry killed his mother and father at age 16, and then burnt the house down. The vacant block where Jerry finds the last pretty, is the Warren block, his old home. Locals fear the vacant block but…
Never More
Molten ashes fall down hard etching their sorrows in stonesated only through torrents of rainas civilisation of tomorrows postponedroaring waves tower the skies and rush their presence homefoaming echoes reach deaf ears and saturate the sorrowed stones. Wild and rowdy…
Futured Past
Salty mists drift and flayescalating steamy wavesto elevate lost moments echoesamidst fulfilling sacred hallowed meadows With silken strands of cob and daubthat float on ripples of beforea future thought trails right pastwhilst justice treks and weighs true masks. Roads on…
Jack met Jill on Suspect Hill
Jack met Jill on Suspect Hill to confront her about a secret.Jill went alone, unaware of Jacks menace, his plan was quite deliberate.Jill, he screeched with all his breath,your mysterious objective is uncovered.I know your intent to subcontract your duties,…
