I feel you draw near as I watch the stars move across the sky and travel with them in light years of space and empty dreams. your warmth, your aura, your breath envelopes me drawing me back into the earthly realm. music plays in a room of smoke and mirrors and fills me with you. we move to a rhythm that belongs to us and your hands play my body. fingers caress my breasts and pull my clothes aside to touch flesh made sensi...

This poem only available on Stories SpaceEnveloped in the midnight velvet,Breezes sneaking through the pane,Breathing on the threadbare curtains,Whispers call me through the rain.Orange glows of street lamps shiningFill the air with silent cheer,But still I hear the whispers call me,Echoes through the midnight fear.In the stillness of this hourWhen others are snug in their beds,Thoughts of you claw midnight hauntingsWhils...

Alone in this darkness, no others in the universe, nothing to see or hear. Eyes seemingly blind, forever beside myself, only silence gracing my ear. Solitude not so serene,loneliness being my prison, why do I venture here? I need to set myself free,escape from my alter self, challenge a new frontier. Somewhere not so sullen,somewhere others exist, somewhere I do not fear. A cosmos filled with light,full of pleasurable sou...

I notice you standing on the corner, looking lost. As I make my way over to you, I notice your sparkling blue eyes on the verge of tears.  "Are you okay?" You look at me, and the tears escape. "I'm all alone." I stop fully and whisper back, “No, you're not.” I can see the fear and uncertainty on your face and in your eyes. I take your hand and say, "Come, walk with me, tell me what's wrong." You say nothing at first. We j...

I Hear Sirens – Lots and Lots of Sirens It’s 4 a.m. on Monday morning, June 25 th , 2012, and I am awake. Wide awake – and I don’t like it. Not being an early morning person, everyone in this house knows to leave me be until I crawl out of my haven of rest on my own. Unless I happen to be leaving really early to go on a vacation somewhere, or to a yard sale I can’t resist, which is always a welcome change, I never get up...

At a crossroad I always ponder,which path needs to be taken? Head full of options, but nothing jumps out and says, this is the way. I have contemplated this conundrum, many times before in my life. Never does it get any easier, the answers never seem to be defined. So I suppose this time as many before,I will cast the question to the wind. Knowing the cosmos will guide mein the direction I need to follow. Grateful that I...

INTRO : Falling for the fallen angel and at his mercy was she... I love you she said And that is your blessing and your cause for remorse Cause I know who you exactly are Satan And care for you everyday, evermore All those doe eyes that you brought tears to and all those dreams undone maybe it was just a jest for you but never again will it be done. For I love you Satan and you are responsible for me And you know that too...

She hated days like this. A hot, blustery northerly wind, temperature more uncomfortable than it needed to be. It reminded her of the days leading up to Black Saturday – Australia’s worst bushfire. She had never known fear like that before. It made her very sad too, remembering what happened then. She had lost one of her dearest friends that day. Christine was trapped on the road by a fallen tree as she tried to escape. S...

Football chanting Fills my ears, Finding fear. Family huddled, Faint hope of peace Under London Confiscate that vuvuzela! Keep them from crushing me

Squashed like a sardine in a tin, tension mounting a women nagging  babies crying Once glamorous, now routine, air hostesses sweating in their square jackets. mechanically miming safety code; eyes fixed on sights unseen. Elbows close to our bodies tense and waiting; I pray that we will not crash in the Irish Sea floating on a raft is not right for me. New earplugs squeezing my pressured ears. Plane vibrating; seat belt ti...

I haven’t seen the bear since that night last spring when he came to the feeders by the window where I write and we saw each other and stopped what we were doing to see each others eyes--he looking in, me looking out. At first, he was standing looking down at me as I looked up and then he went to the window closer to the sill and I moved my face towards him and saw the white marks on his snout and don’t know what he saw o...

I feel desires deep in my soul, I hear my wants shouting in my mind, but I am confused and can't act or answer? Feeling not in control, vibrations from tension scurry through my body. I know that no one can fix this but me, I am afraid to make the decisions needed to have clarity. I am hedging, sitting on the edge, hoping for a strong wind to come, blowing me off from this fence, then I won't have to make these decisions...

I think I have found the answer to a question,asked myself many times. How I can live life free, never causing anotherperson any hurt or despair? Become a recluse and live all by myself,never having to answer to anyone except me. Finding a place deep in the wilderness to play. I could eat or sleep and not being concerned,about a clock or what the calendar displays. It would not matter what day of the week or,month, or eve...

Are you here, I ask?As I face a daunting task. You always answer, yes.I am here, what do you need? I tell you I am struggling.You urge me to carry on. I tell you, I am afraid.You place your hand in mine. I say, I am going to tumble.You always, prop me up. I tell you, I don't know if I can.You say, I know you will. I know, I am not always liked,I always feel your love. You never let me walk alone.You are a true friend. You...

Mum they said I killed Jesus I said as I came home from school How can they say that I’m only eleven What would it be 2000 years ago and I am not free To say I am different And play with the guys Who grew up in this Lovely countryside.   Go back and tell them The Pope has said That one of the saints Has been misread It was the Roman leader That gave the order For a wonderful wise man To be killed on a cross What a loss.  ...