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Fearless Frances

I’m never unsettled by anything. Expect if you count the dentist’s office, and the dentist himself whom I treat with an air as tense as an encounter with a dangerous wild boar.However not withstanding this, when I was seven, I was coined the nickname ‘the Fearless Frances’ by a passing childhood friend and it wasContinue reading “Fearless Frances”

Untouchable

I am dead in bright sunlightThrowing rocks at the endless edgeMy cold eyes lie in a blindfold of plightAs the vast space stretches in arcsLike a mystery rune in eternal sight. To nudge the traces of bone shadows Is all I yearn of this black-misted glideBut hurling awry cries at this vague faceIs my onlyContinue reading “Untouchable”

Life’s Flutters

All the locks in the skyGloss my lips to a pompous shineThe debris in mauve heart voids Is of timid lights in life Silken sheen’s dance on rustSequins sewn into heavy crustsSlippery slope’s thrills of a sledGlasses in the traces of dread Summer sun rains bright goldCrowning the fall in blithe hopeThe threshold’s eternal mayMy springContinue reading “Life’s Flutters”

The Trap

Deep in the abyss of the forsaken paths lay a pond fortified with green embrace. The folks of the hamlet had either never or seldom crossed the expanse for it was an invisible dome, only entered by those with reasons to cede and bonds to fray. The pond held echelons of allure that fervently attractedContinue reading “The Trap”

The Shroud

With green as pale as apples, the leaves curl into the buoyant treeProfiles of certaintyInvoking a deityGolden promises and purple faith carried away on a butterfly’s wingsRest at a honey pit covered in tatters, deeper than rough waters.Starry eyes spiral down the crescent time’s slow decrownOn the back of a moth flying the blotchesTo theContinue reading “The Shroud”

Echo

Amidst two of the golden shards of walls that bejewelled the empyrean chamber, a coil of white smoke lay, woven with pearls of fresh blood.The residue of the expanse was strewn with fragments of butchered Cranes, staining the gold-plated floors and only breaking off when met with the boundaries of smoke. Inside, a frail bookContinue reading “Echo”

The Seaside

I breathe in the sun of the seaside and kiss the sheen on the waters for the last time I came is still bitter, like the stench of old perfume.The seaside had whispered eternity, haunting me with captivity so I sailed through the clouds just to set foot on firm lands.Now I run and viewContinue reading “The Seaside”

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