This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.They say that there is someone for everyone. If that's the case, then somewhere out there, in that big, wide world, there is a fat, grumpy, depressed, cookie-eating, diet coke-swilling bloke who's pushing forty, whilst wearing stripy socks, glittery shoes, and insisting on throwing bits of gingerbread men out into the sea "for...

Sometimes the most brilliant colors are visible, just before darkness blocks the sun. If one waits, the night sky comes alive, with the sparkle from millions of stars. Brandishing flickers, a dazzling emblazon of light. Never replacing,but enhancing night's beauty. An array of dancing effervescence,splashed upon a dark pallet. Like sequins on a black satin dress, arranged as if flicked by an artist's finger, releasing the...

I dreamed that all my wounds had healed, which freed me to move on.My confidence was coming back, I'd thought it all but gone.A smile, a laugh, an opening up, a glimmer of some hope,But my epistemic self still said I was a dope.Not sure if I was worthy, was sadly my beliefAnd a brave face was the one I wore, despite the mental grief.Suppressing it, I steeled myself and closed my inner ears.Struggling with the demons who h...

Chapter 41 Escape into Waterfalls His eyes glow spectacular green ever so brightly, and I’m about to lose consciousness again, when I notice that the black stone lights up with a series of images. One image shows Ari, holding a small girl by her hand, walking up the ramp of his ship, followed by a dark-haired woman. The next one – Ari, that woman and the girl already inside of the ship, and Ari adjusts the screen to the g...

A red moon behind me rises Turning my closing tear to bloodHead held up high in crisisFacing the setting sun, I scud Casting shadows tallOver the agone life-trainLife is a pendulous fallMaybe worth the pain Creatures of the night sparkEnticing, screaming to ensueRipping everything to starkTurning the red moon blue Crawling through life spentNever losing my soul to iniquityLooking for a way to ascentShaking my head for luc...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She walks the world with heavy beauty,Never seeing decadence in her curves;Eyes regard her lively, loving,In sumptuous angles ofLaughter and satinThat tie her soul in a strong-willed bowAgainst the pain that breaks her heartAnd holds her heart in sorrows pastAnd fears so present,Where words are growing and overflowingTo share he...

''Deliver the message, become famous, make a movie , then push your philosophy...'' Married ManA time then cameWhen doubt forged a nameAlone at the desk, I blankly stare at this messA vision so blurry, unlike beforeDecades of writing, the world has not seenYears of injustice, finally in retreatNo more will I stay Mentally driven, wounded heart at bayA glance to the left A smile received The next thing I knewIt was a dream...

High I stood On the edge I danced My wounds mighty My spirit almost broken Down below the water raged One step closer, one more leap and all this pain would dissipate The fall would be great One deep breath and in sweet oblivion I would rest,not a trace of misery left One final leap was all it would take,one splash and I would be released. The water teased and offered peace,or would I be tricked. The ground under my feet...

The bone chilling wind blew across the field into the barren city. Dense, dark clouds shrouded the sky above, threatening a heavy downpour. The only glimmer of light was from the misty orange hue of the solar powered street lamps, which illuminated the empty streets of the city’s outskirts. It was like a beacon of light seen from miles away. This beckoned to her from out of the wilderness that enveloped the world. The rai...

This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sometimes I feel that the world is a graceless place. Well, alright, I always feel that. For me, every day is a task that I cannot look forward to. But there is no way to rearrange my knickers drawer in procrastination of meeting the morning (or afternoon, on my days off), and I am lacking the ability to pull a sickie and tell...

When one is different dislike will come out, The stares, the sneers, the smirks, the frowns, the shouts. When one is different heartache will come out, The hurts, the stings, the stabs, the pangs, the doubts. How long will it take for humans to learnTolerance, acceptance, love for others.How long will it take for haters to spurnThe teachings of those they see as brothers. If someone instructs you to hate and fear,Always h...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere it has been stolen. Once in a blue moon, I glimpse a special soul, Reflections of myself, A sense of being home. Once in a blue moon, Dancing in the moonlight, Rapture, adoration, Imaginary love. Once in a blue moon, Dreaming of being one, Wishes, dreams, magic, Set sail across the sea. Once in a blue moon, Grasping, yet un-reaching, To touch, to s...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Light puddles on the floor,Crawling along the wooden slatsAnd bleeding down the cracksTo nowhere and somewhereAnd anywhere thatStartsRightHere.Mellow honeyed scentOf angels thatSings streaming through the windowIn the daytimeAnd seeps across the moonIn the nighttime,I breathe in the soot on theHearthstone ofGod's heartAnd am not...

Dawn breaks open your skies; It’s twilight in my realm. I hasten to bed before midnight, As your sun overwhelms. I lie down lonely here, And pray wakefulness gone; I need to catch a dream to take me To you, and be as one. Beautiful Dream Faerie Controls our secret tryst. She dances upon the willow branch, In dreams we are both kissed. Her wishes carry me Over oceans to you; The whisper of waves float me closer. Dream Faer...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Little star within the heavens,Twinkling down from indigo,Send me shining, sweet delightsAnd drench my dreams in fairy glow.Silver moonbeams flow from your hair,Diamond sparkles adorn your dress;Glitter softly on my face,I long to be a star princess.As I look up into the skyWhere thundering hooves of midnight horsesPull the zoom...