Lift up my eyes to heaven Seek his eyes, to catch the ear of the Creator Hear the cry of pain That echoes in my bonesThe tears that water my garden of vengeance Call down holy fire!Burn through the wickedness as seen by my eyesFollow the arrow drawn by my bow oh eternal makerI nameContinue reading “Lift Up / Vengeance Lamentation”
Tag Archives: poetry
A Spell Cast – Paradelle
Tis a spell I cast on theeTis a spell I cast on theeOn this night for begging sweetsOn this night for begging sweetsThis night tis a spell for sweetsI cast on thee begging onWith sugar and spice, oh so niceWith sugar and spice, oh so niceScreams and wails, and scary talesScreams and wails, and scaryContinue reading “A Spell Cast – Paradelle”
My Love Is Fatal
My love is fatalYou will not be the sameWhen we’re thruWho you thought you knewWon’t be you.You are brand new.My love will killAll the doubts and fears That plague your mindMy eyes are not blindYour faults don’t dim your shineYou still sexy fineMy love will destroyThe walls built up around your heartThat held others outContinue reading “My Love Is Fatal”
Seasons Change
Photos by: me Season’s colour changeBright orange, red, yellow, greenDying or blooming “It’s spring down here,” she informs me, as though I was unaware of the changing of seasons and their differences depending on the hemisphere. “That must be nice,” I said into the phone. Her image smiled at me. The wonders of technology. InContinue reading “Seasons Change”
Why Fear the Dark
Why fear the dark?Is that not where we dream?No-one goes to the light to get lost in fantasy,Nor do they stare into the sun,Otherwise they’d go blind.I fear not the dark.For I am light.Even more so, When I close my eyes. The Sex Cycle Collection is a collection of four books: The Sex Cycle, SeducedContinue reading “Why Fear the Dark”
Yellow Flowers In a Vase
(Still Life with Yellow Roses) The flowers sit on the table in the corner In front of the windowWith the shades drawnThe colors of the flowers reflect off the off white curtain creating an aura around each bloomThough that could be due as much to my not having my glasses as to the reflection ofContinue reading “Yellow Flowers In a Vase”
If I Told You I Want To Fuck You
If I told you I want to fuck youWould you say it back to me?Would you whisper it in sweet kissesYour lips upon mine?Would you let me strip you naked?Would you undo your blouse on your own?Would buttons be undoneAnd the zipper go down?If I said I wanted to fuck youWould you stand naked inContinue reading “If I Told You I Want To Fuck You”
Autumn Poems
—x—Slowly falling to the groundSwirls of red and yellowBack and forth, back and forthSlowly undulating on the breezeTo gather beneath the wooden limbsOf a naked tree —x—The leaves change colorOrange, brown, yellow, and redAutumn leaves gather —x— —x—Gather my childrenListen to the whisper of the tales the trees tellGather my childrenWhen the leaves fellGather myContinue reading “Autumn Poems”
Where Does The Moon Hide
Where does the moon hide? When the day beginsWhen the fog begins to burn Does it go to bed or play with friendsTurning away from the morning Leaving the night for a new skinWhere do the stars go? When the sun appearsConcerns about their light do they give in to fearDimming their sparkle, they turnContinue reading “Where Does The Moon Hide”
Blood & Tears
I once had a dreamTo write it downTrickled through my fingers like tearsSpilled on the pageStained droplets make no sense in the sunThough I do often wonder, where the splatterOf blood came fromThoughts of my beating heartDrip, drip, drip, one word at a timeUpon this parchment, dry and crackedTo be soaked up within thin woodLetContinue reading “Blood & Tears”
The Author Stew webpage - Stories & Poems 