My blog, where I store those thoughts rattling around my brain |
Welcome to the insanity of my mind! Please excuse the cobwebs and clutter, I've been meaning to clean the place up a bit... Stop in and read some of my nonsense whenever the mood strikes you :) |
Nena - Irgendwie, Irgendwo, Irgendwann In the fall through space and time, towards infinity. Moths fly into the light, exactly like you and I. Give me your hand, I'll build you a castle from sand, Anyhow, anywhere, anytime. |
Raydolph the red-nosed writer, Liked to make some shiny prose. But if you ever read it, You would say it makes you doze. All of the other writers, thought his talent was a shame. They never thought he'd make it, or get a decent chance at fame. Then one dreary Christmas Eve, Krampus came to say: "Raydolph with your twisted spite Won't you craft some dark delight?" Then how his fingers glided - dancing over laptop keys. Grinning like a wicked devil, For horror stories were a breeze. |
Love & Hate Standing now Calling all the people here to see the show Calling for my demons now to let me go I need something, give me something wonderful |
Cloaked in furs against the chill A maiden starts her pilgrimage Shielding candle from the wind Vulnerable flame sputters Flickering yet resolute Burning defiantly in the darkness She stops before a balsam fir Branches laden with wax effigies Glowing dreams, torrid passion each gleaming among fragrant needles Illuminating the silent timber with a hopeful tapestry of light Placing her offering among them Stepping back to witness the sheen Pilgrim exhales with reverence Basking in luminescence Admiring brilliant luster From every walk of life Colors morph from yellow to green Flames crackle, sparks snap Greedily, the embers grow Blistering supporting twigs Ivory pillars begin to crumble Melting in the sudden heat Tearful maiden can only witness Unable to stop the conflagration All consuming in its fervor Listening to soft shrieks As the tree keens and withers Helpless against igneous assault Now the shrine has vanished Replaced by charred bark and soot Pale ashes tumble silently Ghosts drifting on icy breeze Wafting over a grieving woman Fading into the gathering shadows |