by Christine

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






always up again

A blank page

ripped out of the agenda

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

June 11, 2016


in front of the mirror

shattered in thousand pieces

cutting deep in your skin

Utter desperation

unbelievable disbelief

Unable to grasp

the here and now

A place of cries

full of dismay and despair

Tunnel without light at the end

End with tunnel

no exit

hazy shadows

dancing o...

June 11, 2016

Dust lingering

cloudy haze

raising up 

from a place only the shadows know

Deep inside

countless broken pieces scattered

on the faint of the soul

covering it with the taste of despair


the haunting sound of 

antiquated  tales.

long out of date

cutting deep in your flesh


March 23, 2016

The Breeze blew stronger than usual. It was a dull, grey day and the heavy slate tinted clouds were hanging deep over the wild foaming sea.

The soft rain stung in her weathered face and she tightened the hood of her jacket around her head.

It was like the cold ocean in...

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