Poetry 101 Rehab: Dark

i rely on the dark. it is an elixir, a serum the better to tell truths. witness once every twenty-four hours and hide to reveal new things. one by one details come to the dark. strip away the dark and layer up the light bring back the fake. honesty by light - it's too much, too… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Dark

the witching hour

one swoop and it's midnight. light dances in the air sending messages to and fro. carrier pigeons put to shame they never stood a chance. raw honesty ask me anything it's so dark i'll answer. put away wand and cauldron there needn't be enchantments here. for this is enchanting already think you feel it too.… Continue reading the witching hour

No Band-Aids Here

I like criticism. And I try not to be some delicate princess about it. It's rare that you will always impress everyone - "You can please some of the people all of the time, and you can please all of the people some of the time, but you cannot please all of the people all… Continue reading No Band-Aids Here

the desert

in my dreams, i envision a place.i'm here, surrounded on all sidesby openness.the desert has nothingto hide.i'm there, walking through the near-emptiness.maybe the desert hides just a few things.i'm back here again, in thisbland sameness.hills in the distance keep their own secrets.and this is just the surface.

The Honest Finder

Well, this prompt is a bit tricky. The execution, I mean. There's beaches where I live, certainly. I just don't go there often. In winter it's too cold - mind you a southerly can be balanced with hot fish and chips - and in summer it's intensely sunny.Anyway. Pretend I'm on one of those beaches.… Continue reading The Honest Finder


the tapestry hangs on the wall.its hook is very slightly loose and it is crooked from a lifetime of adjustments.employ me, it beckons.it is a perpetual work-in-progress.the colours are mingled, threadsfraying and loose fromnever being complete.new pieces are added sporadically.i promise honesty. always.she then devotes herself tothinking longer, finding loopholes andtwisting words.i'm always honest - it's optimistic… Continue reading tapestries