I pray for miracles

  I pray for miracles today, As tiredness grips my eyes. Leaning ever closer to change, In a way that I have not known before. This love I feel, tempestuous, raw; The most sublime, and sweetest taste, Pulling from inside of me, Filling every part of me. Adrenaline rush; mechanised fear, Excitement at the wheel, […]

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Home Beacon – MPoWriMo

Sometimes a light shines out from nowhere, It seems, striking you right between the eyes. Like a target struck by the arrow of another’s heart, Replete with abundant love, and an awareness That you were always watched, and always safe. You just didn’t know it, because you could not see. Then the hand that was […]

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Muro – Day 5 – NaPoWriMo 2014 (MPoWriMo)

    I place my fingers in-between the cracks of your walls, Paying attention to the crumbling stone, The silence that greets my touch. So much past, So many idle conversations had right here; Exhalations and tribulations spoken Like rising smoke, curling around the yellow Light of your singular lamp. Beneath your Watchful eye; you, listening […]

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Speechless Heart

Heal my heavy heart Wound round my neck And made of lead. Fill my heart with warmth, ‘Till brimming full It glows with red. Cup my heart In your strong hands, And tell me that it’s Worth the sand That trickles from This hour-glass; ‘Til beating fast It knows once more The kiss of light […]

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Lyria

Between the colours of the introverted Double-spaced cantilevered pages The Muse plays her Lyria Untangling sound from sinuous words Though unspoken, yet by the voice of time, Alive with the wakeful abstinence Of intent long ago placed in their Energetic and resplendent composure. The music of a nectar-filled kiss Touched upon the wings of a […]

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Snapshot Stories – Desire Vlog

It’s been a while since I posted a Vlog, so I thought it was time I made another. This time I am reading one of my Snapshot Stories called ‘Desire’ recently posted on IshaiyaFreshlySqueezed. Some of you may have already read it, but now you have an opportunity to listen to me reading it as […]

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Bright Tongue

Wondering how I can iron out the wrinkles in my uneasy demeanour, knowing that I may have said too much. But there was never going to be a right time, not a right format or warning overture to steer the senses to a better understanding of events, though hidden, still very present. Strongly so.  I […]

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