This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Smears of glowering greyRoll smudged across the violet sky,Dusk sinking toTwilight sinking toStar-studded velvetRoiling night.A whispered curse is a wraith in the pit,Phantasms flying across the soulWhere emptiness weepsAnd the echoes of painAnd the twisted limbs ofThe fallen oak lie.Gone are the gods of old in the forestAnd dea...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Run, run,And I'll let you pass;You can catch me,I'm the gingerbread lass.But I don't care if you're fast;I'm slow,'Cos I'm going the paceThat my feet can go.You said I couldn't,But I say "I WILL!",Whether it's downOr all up hill.And you can take itUp the big, fat shitter,'Cos I am strongAnd I'm not a quitter.Walk, walk,Walketty...

Praying HandsI had a dream with my lord CHRIST He touched my head, not once but twice. I felt my body jump up in bed I saw the nail holes in his hands that bled. I felt the power of his healing hands He showed it to me so I could understand. With faith in our hearts he will heal And his hands you will feel. I awoke that morning with the spirit inside Those praying hands I had to find. I found a figurine of his hands And p...

I was raised to believe That everything happens for a reason. It doesn’t matter if that is good or badThere will always be a purpose. So what happened between us? In those precious few moments When we held each other tightand passionately kissing over and over. To the moments you told me During a voice call when you told me That you loved me for the very first timeAll must have had a reason. But know you have left And I c...

The world is full, Of good and bad, Joy and happiness, And misery so sad, When all is hale, We're so glad, When woe prevails, Grief is ironclad. Old and worn, Seems to creak, Smiles can’t hide, How hoary and weak, Agony pounding, Inducing shrieks, Time passes slowly, The future is bleak.They did not want, To take this course,With every movement, It would force, Pain and anguish, Their voice was hoarse, Steps must be taken...

We talk to people online opening up about our lives hopefully they share theirs too But honestly, what do we know? Sharing stories, pictures, photos Of our interests, hopes dreams and possibly our family But honestly, what do we know? We might grow close feeling like we share a bond of friendship possibly love But honestly, what do we know? We may talk all the time either on the phone or video chat or sending messages con...

Maybe one day...all those words of love will come true.Maybe somedayI'll be with herinner turmoil gone. a future carved outmaybe hugs will happenkisses and other sweetness.I have to hope.I have to allow myself to believe. Maybe one day...

Please know that this in the flash-fiction section. These things happen. Please remember to have hope and hold on for one second at a time, find a way to cope. There is always a way. I picked up the knife to see how sharp it was. I know how to do this. I have seen it many times. One clean slice and no one will know. My thoughts started to run to you, our dreams, our fears and the way our life connected. "Where did I go wr...

Young man far from home In a unkind land fighting a war he doesn't understand The night blooms with mortar rounds thundering in the distance  Beat of his heart a ragged staccato against his ribcage Pinpricks of gunfire like fireflies in the gloom Rumble and jingle of war's machinery grate against his nerves Boyhood friend beside him cold, silent and stiff Eyes staring to a distance homeland His journey done Alone in this...

When you came into my life a year ago todayYou asked me to play a song and then to dance. I gladly accepted and walked out on the floor You took me in your arms as we looked into each other’s eyes. Smiling as I remember this moment as we have done this many magical times since. But now we are closer and know so much more which makes each dance so much sweeter. Something else I remember about that day Is how our mutual fri...

I really need the opportunity to make you understand what I actually meant.  To tell you what I was trying to say  when my words just came out all wrong.  You see, my nerves got the better of me  and I got all tongue tied  And the compliment I was trying to give  came out more like an insult instead.  So I hope you will accept my apology  and please give me the chance to explain.  'Cause you are really are one in a millio...

I feel so many things That when I take a moment to breathe A moment to pause before sleep overcomes me I cannot feel anything I am empty. I look on the past It’s a flurry of cold anger The freezing storm that lays a sheet of ice upon my forehead To cool my thoughts With a rustling wind carrying hate For the people that have wronged me. More dangerous than any heated heart rate. With the sun beating down On an affection I’...

Hope is driven by fear and by defeat It is a feeling of optimism Hope is a bird with bad wings Giving it courage to fly and to soar to overcome what is missing Hope is a thing with wings. Hope makes you dream of what seems unrealistic It is a feeling of over zealousness New ideas A new day It bubbles in you like burning volcanic eruptions It is like a metaphorical poem Hope is a thing with wings. Each day I wake, I see th...

The world had become an awful place  kicking me in the gut, day after day  more bad news was the daily routine  Doctors and nurses had little to say Bitter and broken when it was done  I thought sadness was my new way of life  My status quo an empty existence  a future without my dear wife The day you and I shared our first embrace  comfort flowed to me easy and pleasing  Your care and concern were so genuine I felt the p...

Before the rest of this tale, a little history of this Dream Maker from Oz... Long ago, eons some would say, a young man was born on the Isle of Man. His father and his father's father taught this young man the way of a warrior in the use of sword and battle axe. Many a battle did he wage, and songs were sung of his valor and might as a warrior. Then one day, as the mist cleared, he was gone. Some said he was bewitched, o...