Monthly Archives: December 2013

Demons are demons

I cannot bare the sorrow anymore my love

You don’t know how you pain me so

You hurt me every time you go

For I’ve no idea of what you’re doing or where you go

I dream that you will change but deep inside I’ll always know

That you can’t or you won’t

But that’s my fault, for I love a demon

And so can I really blame you so?

If evil is in your nature, should I be the one to out your glow?

No

For I wouldn’t love you if I did, you are perfect as you are

But you scare me every time you’re away and every evil doing leaves a scar

My heart will forever break, but I hope it won’t shatter into powder someday

A little crack here and there will always make me thank that day

For things could be more worse than they already are

My heart is healing with its one thousandth scar

Demons are demons and that’s the way that they are

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Rigorous planning

I have been going through some rigorous planning of a rather complicated storyline for the last couple of weeks and it has almost consumed me; I’ve drawn up maps and personality profiles of the places and people involved and I’ve never been so thorough and I’ve never enjoyed myself so much either.

If I ever finish this story it would probably have to be published in a multitude of volumes for its sheer size, this is all thanks to the inspiring fourteen books I’ve been reading of the Land of Oz written by L Frank Baum, The Harry Potter series by J.K Rowling and the Chronicles of Narnia by C.S Lewis; not to forget also the Dragonlance series of books and the immortal highlander, all of these things are meshing within my mind and are giving me great ideas.

I can’t tell you what the story is going to be about other than it’s going to be a fantasy novel for sure with some horror thrown in for good measure, I wouldn’t suggest at all that it will be as family friendly as the books I’ve mentioned above but I can guarantee that if this gigantic story ever gets finished and published that it would be a thrilling read for generations to come; full of action, adventure, fairy-tale, romance, heartbreak, betrayal, revenge, vampires, slavery, struggles, imprisonment and steamy sex.

Why can’t I share a snippet of the storyline with you?  Well, I’ve noticed I am one of these annoying writers that when she shares her plot the plot loses its magic and I find myself unable to finish it; stories which remain a secret have ended up becoming finished so I am not taking any chances anymore and now I understand why legendary writers tend to guard their stories as top secrets until they’ve finished so fiercely… I think I might end up doing the same.  Do you know that I have started twenty seven stories in the last seven years and I’ve only finished two of them and they were short stories?  All of them were plots that were shared with others and at least eight of those plots were used to spark off other people (who also write) to write something similar to me, I don’t know, call me a snob if you like but that just loses the magic for me and I don’t do well competing with my writing, I don’t like it becoming a contest, and I think that’s why I didn’t partake in NaNoWriMo like I wanted.

I have found which market I want to write for and although I may not become as well known in that market as others who are more diverse I am happy in finding my feet amongst fantasy and horror for adults and fantasy and horror erotica.

I just promise myself I won’t be tempted to get my books published via e-readers because I want my standards to be professional, not dissing e-reader writers at all but the editing is usually sloppy I’ve found (since I’ve bought my kindle and read a few) and I find that unacceptable.

So, forgive me if my poetry has gone on the back bench a bit and please understand I am involved in something a little more exciting, though I will endeavor to try and post at least two poems a week as I don’t want my blog to falter.

I’ll post soon xx

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mother of the night

Delicately my footsteps follow a path through the forest of night

I am overshadowed by things of delight

The mossy branches overhang above my head

I am dancing a weave through the crowded trees

I disturb a spider in its web

Tiptoeing graciously into a clearing

I find the moon shining bright

I take the hood off from my head

And bathe in its light

My time is midnight

And it is night here

I hold all nightly things close to my chest

For to me, they are dear

I am the mother of the night

My children are the stars

I know only peace at night

Away from the morning scars

I whisper wishes onto all

Of dreams that may come true

I am the whispers of the night you know

My voice it heals and soothes

I’ll lull you into sleep each night

Away from daily woes

You always follow in my footsteps

But you will never know

I am the mother of the night

The children are my stars

For you all shine brightly in my dark

And I keep you in my jars

I hang you up in the darkened sky

To shine your radiant lights

So you can light the path for me, the mother of the night

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winter dream

Shielded by the December moon, I am protected from the violent frosts

Away from dangers that bloom, in the wintery night I shan’t be lost

For I am the dreams that winter makes

I am here until the frost breaks

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tune of the ascended masters

The shadows surround my soul

Enveloping me, I behold

Their love, their song, their warmth

With them I am free from taunts

With them I in the universe am launched

Higher than the moon, beyond the golden stars

Where I hear the universal tune of the ascended masters

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my tin of brains

My mind is like an ocean where many thoughts do swim

Without them I am empty, like an opened tin

My thoughts are what makes me unique and who I am

But many people try to empty my can

I am just a human; my thoughts are my pride and joy

But people insist in changing me and this it does annoy

Why can’t people leave alone others with their thoughts?

Why can’t others see the light, it’s easy to find the torch

How can you be judgemental, when you’re unique too?

How can you keep judging others who are not you?

If you want peace, accept more, for who and what they are

For if you don’t you’ll surely soon, lead a lonely path

Many minds aren’t empty, though tight their lips may be

Because they’re scared of being known by people like thee

By people who will curse them or try to cut them down

By people who are monsters, who say they’re only clowning around

But words do cut us deeply and hurt us every day

So stop with your judgements and leave people alone today

For if you want peace on earth, enjoy the variety

Of other peoples looks and thoughts and relish in niceties

All it takes is a kind word, whether you’re telling the truth or not

If you think unkind things about others, then you should simply rot

You’re missing out on good friends by being the way you are

You’re a shallow hollow person who lives for repertoires

 

 

 

 

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mocking caws

These are colors of the winter that I am seeing now

Painted with greys and whites the pictures to my tale

A tale of winter harsh and cold, of a time that’s best forgot

Of a time when I discovered, a body that morbidly rots

Along the banks of the canal, a ladies leg I saw

And I was ushered away fiercely, from the ravenous crow like caws

And I remember running, a running from that sound

I had no clue where I was going; I did not know where I was bound

I chose that moment not to tell, or speak of what I saw

And mockingly it followed, the crow with the callous caws

Why I did that I can’t tell, for fear is a funny thing

But to this day I still hear it, the mocking crow still sings

Caw, Caw, it goes all night, Caw, Caw, it goes all day

It will never leave me now, it will always stay

A punishment for cowardice, a punishment for my fear

No matter how hard I run from it, those caws I’ll always hear

I am being sent insane, a chastisement for my dread

And I will never forget this, not until I’m dead

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what did fate plough?

Opportunity knocks on my door

Will I choose to open it, or will I ignore?

Seldom do I answer, the knock, knock, knocking calls

I am too afraid of leaving my four walls

Imprisoned in fear, there is no hope

I cannot be something now

For I did not open the doors to see what fate for me had ploughed

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there is no other hearth

In this world of men, there is always someone there to tell you when you are wrong

Time after time you’ll hear the same songs from many different voices

They say you have choices, but in honesty they’re wrong

True freedom exists only within our dreams, when religion is still awake on earth

Unfortunately it pollutes the world and we have no other hearth

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Merry Christmas welcome to my world

Merry, merry Christmas

Merry, merry Christmas

Happy, happy New Year

Happy, happy New Year

It’s festive time

It’s festive time

It’s Christmas time

Merry Christmas, welcome to my world

Snow and ice, sugary spice

And having a good time

Bring me the red wine

And sing in time

To the very merry song

We’ll dance and play and sing all day

Dingy, dingy, ding dang dong

Hear children dance around a snowman, singing this very song

Did you hear that Santa came, golly what a bing bang bong

On his sleigh so high, he flew right by

Dropping presents through

Our chimney tops, golly what a hoo ha hoo

Sing along, sing along, sing along to this Christmas song

Sing along, sing along, sing along to this Christmas song

Merry, merry Christmas

Merry, merry Christmas

Happy, happy New Year

Happy, happy New Year

Merry, merry Christmas

Merry, merry Christmas

Happy, happy New Year

Happy, happy New Year

Merry, merry Christmas

Merry, merry Christmas

Happy, happy New Year

Happy, happy New Year

It’s festive time

It’s festive time

It’s Christmas time

Merry Christmas, welcome to my world

This song I thought was very Christmassy but also very annoying and I wouldn’t blame anyone for hating it if it ever got out into the music industry – it’s like crazy frog meets the Brady bunch.  But I liked how it sounded in my head, but even to me its creator it became grating.

In fact, so much so I was laughing hysterically through the last few verses and grinning like I belong in an asylum.  Hoped you liked it better than me *grins*.

 

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