The cold breath of the moonlight Ran its fingers through my hair, The dark sky speckled with silver Exhaled its fragrance in the air. When I thought about that moment As I lay awake at night, I realised stars couldn’t shine without darkness But could they shine without their light?
I know a forest of darkness and gloom It’s a place that leads to eternal doom. Only those misled or those too queer Find the road that leads here. Those who make it out in one piece Live to tell of its hounds and fleas And all its creepy vampires and bats And its pack… Continue reading The Forest
At dawn, I sat up in my bed And questions filled my empty head. Why in the morning did I feel cold? It did not, I thought, in days old. The days gone by were warm as heat But why now was there a chill in my seat? Why was the window wet with dew?… Continue reading Dayspring
I wondered in which way to sleep For the time umpteenth It was teeth-chattering outside the covers And like an oven underneath. I settled with under the blanket And buried myself deep And quite some time later I was snoring loud in sleep. And the next bright morning I was dripping! I was wet! I was… Continue reading The Slumber Bath