Trojan Horse

Lady Luck stroked my face on a moonlit nighther gifts were plenty, her grace benign.I let myself wilt into a giddy sleep"Fortune hath chosen my bedside!" In the morning, horrified, I wake to seethe hue and cry, the dole and mire;"All lost!" "All lost!" is all they repeat...All is lost in the fire. I fall…

Flirtations

They were right to warn you about the budding compliments,the bubbling banter and the flatterythat leads down the rabbit hole of narcissistic delightof pulling rose petals out in an oscillating "do they, don't they" frenzy,tossing and turning and teasing all night. Until the bounds of propriety are shamelessly skirted about and upon;the danger and wear…

A Medieval Folklore

They said she lived in her family home -a castle erected two hundred years ago;and in her white satin nightgown did roam;oft looking out the beautiful turret window. They said she read many fables and loresbut most of all, loved the poems of Poe;perhaps it gave her some peace to to knowthat others had known…

Old Soul in the New Age

I am the whispering wind in the cold night; the shooting star with a trail of white; I am all worlds; I am a tale; I am the bird heralding the gale... I am the dawn, the dusk, the will o' th' wisp; I am the footprint on the sand, and the rescue ship; I…

Rainy Moonbeam

Rainy moonbeam, gleaming in the water, puddles spluttering droplets, of pearly white colour... Who do you wait for, thundering Luna luminescent? Why do you stay aloof, in dripping distance? Taking cover behind the cloud, percolating, palled and peering, milky melancholy glances around, have the stars kept you waiting? Come down, sweet moon, descend in glowing…