Break Her Spirit

An age-old tiredness resides inside her, like the weight of the world alone she must shoulder. The demons screech and claw and howl. They’ve wreaked their havoc: her mind befouled. For, now she pretends to be happy and calm, which is just a cover for the raging storm. Inside, she yells and begs for help….

Lepers

Prompt: Gargoyles, Cathedral, Architecture For when the bells of iron chime Then on to the cathedral Do they move along the streets to fall in line Stop they, all the tearful toil Standing cold and idle Not a shift or sidle – rigid as gargoyles With given words of ashen lecture Symbols of compassion Worn…

Ring

In the snow where rings of promise Fall from fingers frail Words of winters bleak admonish; Ripping through our sails In the leaves of ashes weeping Tears of golden dreams As we lie, abashed and sleeping Daring not to scream With our words on pages blurring Faded from the flares Of the light of candles…