The lines constructing the floor move to and fro while the hands on the clockface dance time away. The Lillend puts her masque upon her face and casts her picturesque victim dice. Laughing aloud she cries, ” Tis your turn…
Author: innowen
Juggling Eternity
Juggling balls of time, I help to create reality. Tiny glass balls of colour bounce and dance between my fingers. Primal ooze, the fields of imagination, the majician’s playtoys, spark and glow within. Red. Green. Blue. Black. Red balls of…
Heart Divided
Jealousy is an ugly attachment. It divides, splits the heart in half between the one true and the plethora of smaller “lesser” hearts of amistad. How to manage love in multitudes is the trick. One false step; perhaps in the…
Fate and Freewill
Fate and freewill are but the best of friends. They are always together, sharing each other’s clothes. Where one speaks her mind freely, the other assimilates and conforms. Freewill is herself always. Who she is, was, and could be are…
Etched in Ice
Those words are forever etched in my mind. The pain and the hurt are unequaled to that which I experience from second to second and day to day. Mentally I am a wreak, but this I’ve learned to deal with.…
The Celtic Cross
The first card represents the present as it portrays to the question. The question you ask was what? Just a general reading, then. As I was saying, the first card defines a basic situation or central issue to you. The…
Bruvel Tales
At the Gate At the gate, the angel has fallen asleep. It is late, the clouds are dark, and the stars shine the sky bright. Their illumance comes from the inscriptions inscribed upon them, placing them in their proper constellation…
The Weather Outside
The Weather Outside (or if you will, a few thoughts) In the razorblade cuts of mind Brown eyes breathed angelic opera to my skin The book smells antique dust And, I know that I will awaken again tomorrow, alone.
Tree of Humanity
The lines of age Shroud the world In a blanket of the divine. In a blanket of the divine Can be found Hands of corruption, That torture, tease and subdue Seeking upward- escape Downwards- control The dance of power resides.…
To Be Held
To be held In your arms, it the greatest feeling Warmth… heartbeat, bleeds and blends Into my own. Wanted you badly… hurt and painpast Prevents this. Two souls wanting the same thing Too different, prevents this. I want –LOVE Eludes…