Month: September 2014

The Lady of Leaves – A Poem

The leaves had  started to change colour. No longer green, they were filled with hues of red and gold and orange. The world was  once again moving towards a rainbow of colour and  there was a crispness to the air that smelled of wood…

Actual Magic – A Poem

There are some days when I feel like the Scarecrow: made of straw and bits of fluff, with my head filled with clouds, nary a thought inside, or able to pass through the fog that waits within. On other days, I feel like the…

Neverland – A Short Story

“She’s quite delusional. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Dr. Patterson handed me the report on a large wooden backed clipboard. I looked down at the report, started to flip through the pages. “Her name is Wendy Darling?” Patterson nodded. “She’s the eldest daughter…

What Forever Would Bring – A Poem

When I left the dark forest, I walked along a path. I didn’t know where it was going, had no idea where I would end up. Above me, the clouds changed shape. I saw eagles, falcons and other birds, as if the very clouds…

Joy Given Shape – A Poem

When I look at you, all I see is light. Every movement you make leaves tracers in the air, so bright and beautiful is the light that pulsates from you. When you speak, It is as If you’re singing to a part of me…

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