Cream

Milk rolls over leather. No, moon over tanned skin. Is it? Stars in my eyes; This girl’s celestial. Are the heavens moving,  Or me? A rotation of limb or light, a porcelain persuasion, Enticing, A flickering of might, Tickle of possibly. This girl’s bewildering; I’m bewildered. And I will be Again, and again, Until she turns […]

The Girl By The window

The girl by the window, Ephemeral flare, She sits all alone As the wind stirs her hair, Just gazing at cobwebs  Which drift in the light, Smiling to no one, Her lips pinched quite tight. The world moves about her, But she doesn’t drift. The space between us, It cuts like a rift. And though I don’t know […]

Carrot (Micro Fiction)

Head in the ground, she waits. There’s a hint of rain in the titanium sky, a taste of the coming deluge. Yet she remains shy, unrevealed from those who’d tease her from the earth.  One day Carrot will emerge. When she does, she’ll gleam in auburn majesty. They won’t tease her then. Those idiots and […]

Unearthly Charms

There are worlds beyond the eye I know, as I’ve watched them fly Through the deepest darkest dream In dimensions too extreme There are mountains on the moon Made to visit just not soon Where the Martians hide and wait End of us, anticipate There are forces from the grave I have seen, but would […]

Pruned

Her name was Rose Like the flower, A wild and rambling girl. Softest pink, her pale skin, Hair of tangled nature, She bloomed for us all; How she bloomed. But winter came With nipping chill; Our Rose did fade away, Retreated behind prickly demeanour Within a bricked vase. A gardener has her now: Pruned.

50 Word Stories: The Treat

“Treat or treat,” she purred. She was all angles and curves, black robes rippling in the moonlight like a dark angel and loving it. A most beguiling, college witch. “Don’t you mean, trick or treat?” I replied. “Not for you,” said she, and kissed me on the lips. “Not tonight.”