Have always loved writing and would write about anything and everything as a child. (I still have copies of some of that early stuff (Mums are great for hoarding stuff and then springing it on you at a later date) but its amazing what captures and fires a
+ more bio informationBOREDOMSitting all alone one dayWondering what to doPicked up a pen and found myselfIn the land of KharmantouThe Kharmantou are little folkSeldom seen or heardThey live in the nibs of fountain pensOr ink that's not been stirred.Occasionally you can meet themIf your mind's in tuneOr in some rare instancesWhen the sun kisses th... More..
They were no longer sure the man was conscious, his breathing barely detectable by watching the slight rise and fall of his chest as he lay on his back in the sun lit clearing. Thankfully, his head was turned away from them, though it was doubtful whether he would have been able to see them but it would have given them more o... More..
She should have known better, she had never allowed herself to be caught in a situation like this, had never been that careless, or stupid. She had been living among them far too long, her emotions had got the better of her and she had reacted, without control, without thinking. This would not go unnoticed, whether by the aut... More..
Alice In Blunderland"More Tea?" the Hatter enquiredPouring as he spoke"Oi! Mind what you're doing"Cursed the dormouse as he awoke"Must you tip the pot like that?""It really is quite a bore?"The Cheshire Cat took his chanceExtending a sharpened claw"Oh honestly", scolded the Queen Of Hearts"We have a guest, don't you see?"With... More..
Darkest KissA night blooming desert flower,Needing nothing,Wanting everythingGrowing wild and lonely.Sole survivor in the darkness,Speaking nothingSays everything.To feel, oh, if onlyFrustration clawing at her soul,Always seekingNever finding,Desperate tears rain.A final plea throughout the night,Desperate whispersConstant lo... More..
TIMETime, a measure of all possibilitiesToo shortDragging for eternityNever enoughAlways too muchCarelessly used, discardedWith no thought to wasted dreams.What if? If only..Words spoken to echo through ancient hillsWe could have, why didn't we?Words, only words,Hindsight a powerful allyIn a world of half truths, whispers and... More..
BETTER THE DEVIL YOU KNOW"These are dangerous times my friend"Said the soldier to the drunk"Many years I've fought for her,Knowing the policies stunk.My allegiance was never in questionYet my heart always some place elseWishing for my utopiaAt peace at last with myself".The drunk nodded knowingly"Do you think I was always thi... More..
Legacy Of LoveA world gone mad with all its hatred and warWhat chance for peace? None, you can be sure.The children play among the blood and gore,Our legacy of loveTake your sanity, it has no use hereThe call of madness, so sweet, so clearAnnihilation is forever nearA legacy of loveCome with us, we will save youFollow us, we ... More..
Mr DanielsHead down, through dark city streetsThe laughter pulls him downThe constant pain in a heartbeatReminds him she's not aroundWarm light beckons from doorwaysCome on in, just the oneWhat harm can it do now?Now he's alone and she's goneMusic's soft, the atmosphere harderStale smoke curling through dim lightDarkness shro... More..
Panic RoomLocked inside your panic roomWalls prevent them coming throughSecure from would-be enemiesAccess to friends denied you.No windows in your panic roomNo need to see outsideThat world is just a threat to youBest stay in the dark and hideWalls of securityWalls of the cellAloneDesperation, depression and hateSuperiority,... More..
Marie Lomax
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