SHORT STORIES & POETRY
by Christine
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May 16, 2017

... the sweet word of forgiveness

the sweet word of a warm embrace

the sweet word of a twinkle

the sweet word of the sound of laughter

the sweet word of a deep safety net

... the sweet word of Home

assurance

roots

love

Home 

... the bittersweet word or resentment

the bittersweet...

May 16, 2017

... When tears express what words can’t say

and the soul becomes saturated

with unspoken ache burning deep,

abiding void...

Subsiding emotions

because you have made yourself home

in the anguish of an existence in invisible chains

leaving behind a shell,

hollow and empt...

March 10, 2017

... visions transform into heartbeats

dreams into warm showers of contentment

fantasies into a sea of colours and

illusions into longings beyond bearing.

Then dreams are growing wings and

the clear sky becomes tainted

with the insistent shades of a yearning soul,

impos...

February 16, 2017

Red

supple

edgy swirls 

cutting into my deep

churning the inside of 

the buried being

Bruises of an endless quest

sores of everlasting yearnings

scars of unanswered questions

wounds of agonizing persistence

Teardrops

blood red like the anguish

of the soul

Confusion

poison of the God...

January 16, 2017

Four walls, a door... 

In the strong grip

of the void

Open door,

wide

peculiar...

What use is an open door,

if you don't know where to go...

January 16, 2017

Inhaling the fragrance

of the incense

and my dreams

make their way towards you

Luscious sweetness saturates the air

a firm embrace of your strong arms

the soft stroke of your hands on my skin...

the insatiable touch of your lips

When I wake up the scent has subsided,

th...

January 16, 2017

Sometimes in Autumn

when leaves are swirling down 

from trees

it feels like dreams, 

coming adrift,

hopes

desires,

illusions

flying away,

taking a piece of life with them

a little bit of dying ...

How could I endure it

without knowing 

 the rebirth of a new spring

allowing, fresh le...

August 11, 2016

Where the leaves on wispy twigs almost brush the sky

where the soul of ancient trees on endless plains rule the rhythm of your daily life

where stars dance to the tune of the silent humming of the night

where the vastness of the horizon leaves you breathless for a while

wh...

July 29, 2016

....where my heart starts singing 

and my whole Being shivers

 in the flow of the wind. 

The bold and gentle air, 

caressing the raw, unforgiving land, 

with its almost unbearable beauty. 

Its wild and well treaded paths 

leading along aged fences of weathered wood

standi...

June 11, 2016

A blank page

ripped out of the book of the incredible journeys you have endeavoured

trips on endless long winding roads 

so many times thrown off the intended path

in 

out 

in

up

down

always up again

A blank page

ripped out of the agenda

of the countless wild rides you have been f...

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