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Suitcase Chains

Suitcase Chains - R&R Ramblings

There is a suitcase of feelings forever shut and shoved beneath the bed

Lost in a field of forgotten flowers and unpicked whatnots

In a place where painted pines pause against the winds

Of bloodied brick-built walls that no one calls home

Its where cracked hearts echo through a stone cold canyon

 holding their hearts like an unshaped shell within.

Now a strained superhero,

a part-time lion tamer,

& a suburban witchdoctor.

Yet her starving ego craves

of a self-love to be saved and runaway — today.

Yet those invisible chains still trap her to the monsters hidden beneath her bed

(100 words)

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Pathway

Pathway - R&R Ramblings

As a snowflake stalked a stone into sculptured space

she followed a wish lost in the wind of awakened hope

for a knight’s dream

to end this day-mare.

But was it the end of the beginning

heralded by the howls that echoed through the forest Continue reading “Pathway”

Spring Symphony

Spring symphony - R&R Ramblings

At the splendour of springtimes dawn,

like watching fragile meadow grass shift

his fingers stroked her sun-kissed skin.

Admiring the luxury of layers & subtlety in shading,

she was the rarity in the rising of an unearthed gem.

So scarce a find amongst a thorned forest Continue reading “Spring Symphony”

Gas-Station Story

Gas Station Story - R&R Ramblings

The window stopped being see-thru

 when she closed her doors and her aching bones became the doorstop.

The battered ballerina wept with stolen soulful blinded eyes,

stuck in a faceless insanity spin

she searched for salvation

 off this merry-go-round’s masquerade of madness. Continue reading “Gas-Station Story”

The House of Hurt

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I was once this country mouse in a big city house

blending in by wearing masks of tusks and feathers.

It’s where we’d met, smoking sunflowers, Continue reading “The House of Hurt”

Sin’s Soulmate

Sin's Soulmate - R&R Ramblings

He

Was the demon at the steering wheel

on our detour to reshape the gates of hell.

I, impatient with passion,

was shadow chained to his sin.

With a halo of fire, nails carved symbols Continue reading “Sin’s Soulmate”

Mirrored

Mirrored - R&R Ramblings

Was she

worth knowing

the beautifully tragic

miming merriment faker

riding her own merry-go-round

silently suffering for her showground crowd Continue reading “Mirrored”

Sea-Found

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I was

sliding over sand

in an upturned seashell

like a lighthouse tossed into the midnight sea, Continue reading “Sea-Found”

Life’s Detour

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It was a gravity crashing,

 star crushing,

 kind of morning

as a kaleidoscope of spinning planets Continue reading “Life’s Detour”

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