Samhain

As darkness settles all around,

I fear not the smallest sound.

For I know that from darkness will come light,

During Samhain, this spirit filled night.

I cast my eyes from shadows near,

To remember all those I hold dear.

To honor my ancestors past and present,

By remembering childhood moments spent.

Tonight the veil between the living and the dead,

Will weaken enough for the spirits to tread;

In our world.

But fear not the darker nights,

Nor goblins, ghouls, or zombies sent to fright.

For your ancestors should be honored instead.

They ought to be rejoiced not seen in dread.

So tonight I give thanks with happiness and pride.

And hope that all my loved ones are at my side.

That they find welcoming warmth and joy at my door,

And leave some in return when they enter our realm once more.

I bid you all in this last day of autumn,

A bountiful harvest to fill up your tum.

And may it last all the winter through.

Happy Samhain to you.

My Devil

Blackened dust on ashes of a new world.

Is it all gone now?

He’s out there, he knows I know him.

Cold, dark, complete.

These dreams haunt my deep sleep.

Causing questions that take my answers.

When the world swallows me whole,

He is there to hold me.

At times I feel that gaping fissure,

Right underneath my feet.

I hold on with all my willpower, but it gets harder every second.

I get lost in the moment

Then the past returns.

It’s the darkness that soothes me and takes over my soul

Creating my safe haven where I am free to explore.

Old and new mingled in the thorns of time

Wrapped up in a cloak of darkened feathers

My wings can’t take flight.

Not yet!

He calls to me, my devil.

Torturing my heart over and over again.

Lost in a deep dark dream.

Only he knows my secrets.

I’ve given myself over to you.

I reach out in my dreams

Drink deep the red bleeding.

Darkness soothes me.

Shades of a Dream.

As twilight enters my somber room, I brush away the dreams.

With one last glimpse into the gloom,

I break away the careless seams,

Of desire, forbidden fruit, once, alas my love you were near, now sealed below deep in your tomb.

I cry for you, and all at once I fear. Is it so, to be here lost alone, left all by myself with such a vast world to roam?

I cast off wonders of deep desires and recollections of flowers cast on your funeral pyre.

Memories rush into my mind, and I reach out to find, empty space.

These recollections I can no longer face.

Sweet dawn come take these moments dear.

Once happy smiles and sparkling tears;

And yet I hear you near and to my delight you appear.

So forlorn now, in anguish pale, sweet love I ask you to retreat.

Is it guilt that brings you hence?

Or am I in slumber still, so eager to have us meet.

I cannot forget you now, so pale, so lost, so near.

What wonders you bring, my dear.

 In pain and pity I retreat, half lost in dreams and mellow sleep.

It’s done for now sweet love, if indeed heaven exists and you are above.

Shattered waves crash through my mind, casting moments to and fro leaving peace behind.

Yet bitterness does taste so sweet, half lost in dreams I slumber deep.

Suddenly penetrating the gloom with half shut eyes I stare into my room.

And a myriad of stars shine bright for me, allowing me to finally see.

Not forgotten, not lost, never far no matter the cost.

Is it real? Do you stand there now glaring upon my abandoned sins?

Choosing to infiltrate this world I live in.

All melancholy and disjointed, standing there as if anointed.

Your lavish garments in disarray, your expression conveying your dismay,

But still you stand with intention, giving off an air of tension.

Words neither of us care to mention; death, ghost, apparition.

I cling to my bed sheets now in trepidation.

All this is almost too much to stand; but in earnest feeling my distrust you reach for my hand.

Now I shy away from what I feel, alas I fear you are not real.

Your touch so cold, but yet so warm.

I know now you mean me no harm.

Is it through my dreams you have come?

Or are you a pleasant side effect of delirium?

 ‘Hush now’, you say ‘with sweet dawn I rest again,

Let the birds sing loud for I’ll not hear,

There sweet song deep down here.

But when twilight comes a new I’ll raise unburdened from slumber and find you’.

Again you speak soft words to me and let me understand what you see.

And to my astonishment and wonder you are not a monster, left in this world to wander.

With hushed sighs and tears in eyes I let you go back to your slumber deep,

So that when the moon arises tonight you will awaken again from your sleep.

And I shall rush into your arms in darkness sweet, and feel again our bodies meet.

 With thoughts of love I see a new, oh how I have seen it all askew,

This strange and wondrous world of mine, how bright you shine,

It’s in this new darkness I will prevail, not lost, not scared, not dead, not failed.

I give my world one last glance, its beauty hidden in brilliance.

 Sweet twilight you have at last arrived and now I let my mortal soul arise.

I see all my love shows to me, so grand so vast, so beautiful and complete.

With my love I walk in shadows new, with destiny to see us through.

And a myriad of stars await us in the night, so wondrous and so bright.

Hidden

As the light fades I can see where the line I crossed began.

If I follow it, will it take me further into darkness?
Or will it lead me from my mind into deeper waters?
It’s a wonder that I haven’t found it all by now.
Can’t seem to understand it all, but in time it will make sense.

It can’t be a dream, but when I wake nothing is right.
You take me to a high sliver lined cloud and then let me fall.
You are not there to catch me and I lie bruised and battered, lost and forgotten.
Is this your idea of fun? This game you play so well.
With little feeling and words of kindness you twist the wound.

I wish you would just set me straight,
Tell me you don’t want me, let me go!

I fade with the night and the shadows swallow my breath.
I vanish from the horizon to be concealed by the day.
On this world I wonder torn and lost.

I waken now to the world that you have shown me.
And the first words I hear are silence.
Consolation leads to realisation.
I know what it is you want,
And with every breath I will take you down to my shadowy world;
Where my demons rule, and my flesh is weak.

I will revel in the lust you bring content to give into my desires.
It was never meant to be more than desire.
Chemistry confused for a connection, friendship confused as love.
Today I rise from the ashes new, stronger and more at peace.
My other side smiles, it has been hidden too long.

Night Star

With every breath I remember,

With every word I recall, and with every step I wonder.
As the wind calls my name I listen for its whisper
And watch the breeze flash across my skin.
Each moment is a step in a new world and every utter takes me to new places.
I have seen things that I can never forget,
But each memory brings me to a new place,
And no matter how hard things get I have the strength to cope.

I share my thoughts with the moonlight as the stars give light to my ideas.
As night turns into daytime I cross from light to darkness.
But as my eyes close I see things for what they are.

Whispering trees catch the thoughts from my mind,
Bringing peace to my ever wondering thoughts;
With each step I get closer to peace and with each breath I get closer to the one.
If only I had the words to describe what wonders I have to share.
For now I’ll just be content with the moments that I have.

Now the daylight steals my tears and the dreams they begin to fade,
And today I will awaken anew, with a promise on my lips.
I will wonder this cloud forever watching out for those I love,
But for now I have my own temptations to banish,
And my own diamond star to conquer.

Welcome to my worlds

Creating something from your imagination has always been a wondrous thing to me. I have always loved to make up stories and as a child I would create worlds to play in that I often shared with my friends. What fun we would have, and with a child's fertile imagination we could go anywhere and be almost anything, from fairies to witches and battling foes through tall dark forests to safe our lost friend. Of course we were mostly always in our garden, but paths became streams or deadly lava, and bushes became goblins or a fairies house, which ever suited our game at the time. Even today I can recall those marvellous places, kingdoms of gold and ice, palaces to house princesses.

As an adult my imagination still conjures new worlds, but unfortunately I don't get to play in them anymore; rather I just put pen to paper, or of more recent, fingers to keyboard and write. For me writing is one of the best things to do, it helps me clear my head and I sincerely believe it's good for my soul as well as my spirits. All these lands that my imagination creates I can immortalise and revisit, and the best thing is that others do it too; I love nothing more than losing myself in a good book! I can happily read for hours and think nothing of it. So when I started to write myself I found I was shocked to discover all these characters coming to life on the pages in front of me. My worlds of my childhood may be gone, but I happily create new ones everyday and if you'd like I can share some of them with you.