Saturday 30 October 2010

Happy Halloween

on all hallows eve
the witches cauldron bubbles
a love potion brews
© Rose

Wednesday 27 October 2010

Resident Crow

a raucous cawing
keepers of the sacred law
a murder of crows
© Rose

Sunday 24 October 2010


adieu valentine
desiccated parody
of a sweet love song
© Rose

The Moon

When Darkness Falls

When Darkness Falls

Let the night fold around me
Damp mantle upon my skin
Warm breath upon my body
Stirring the venus within

Let the webbed wings of shadow
Weave darkness through my hair
Let me fade into the night
My lover awaits me there

He will hold me and kiss me
Bathe me in pale moonlight
Brush the darkness from my hair
And make love to me all night

Cradling me in loving arms
He'll be holding back the night
Until my dreams awake me
Let me fade into his light
© Rose

Thursday 21 October 2010


adrift on the sand
a candle in the window
brought them safely home
© Rose

Wednesday 20 October 2010

Sea gulls cry

Sand castles tumble
Many tides come to greet me
Still the sea gulls cry
 © Rose

Saturday 16 October 2010

Mid October Moon

I fall into
The tempest
The turmoil
The torturous night
Deserted dreams
Comfort me
Pain weaves
It's own embrace
Healing my soul
© Rose

Friday 15 October 2010

Autumn Colours

Autumn colours
Rustling leaves turning
From yellow to red
A brisk wind blowing
Runny noses
© Rose

Little Heap of Dirt

The Little Heap of Dirt
Her heart pound
Against her ribs
Tears and sweat
And dirt streaked
Her face
Her hair fell
Across her eyes
Clouding her vision
She clawed
at the dirt
Scraping it back
Cupping it in her
Bleeding hands
Scooping it up
Into a little heap
Breathing heavily
Sobbing almost
She bit her lip
Then whimpered
Still on her knees
She leaned back
She closed her eyes
She made the sign
Of the cross
Bent forward
and prayed
For her own
Wretched soul
She struggled to
Her feet
Hastened to the
She looked back
At the cemetery
The unmarked
No one
Would know
Her secret
The little heap
Of dirt
No one
Would know
Her grief 
 © Rose

Tuesday 12 October 2010


Squabbling delinquent
Thieving little chatter box
A cheeky magpie
 © Rose

Thursday 7 October 2010

The Silence

She looked at him
and wondered what it was 
she was supposed to feel
Contempt perhaps
Or Sorrow
But she only felt
the numbness
inside of her
He stopped talking
Perhaps waiting 
for a response
She looked at him
and wondered what
it was she was supposed to say
He spoke louder
Perhaps to invoke a response
Perhaps to force her to listen
Perhaps to fill the silence
But she only heard 
the silence
Only felt 
the numbness
Coiling tightly
inside her
Holding her
Binding her
to the silence
between his words
where she felt safe
© Rose

Wednesday 6 October 2010

Scarlet Temptation

Scarlet temptation
Sweet on the lips or is it
Rotten to the core
 © Rose

Monday 4 October 2010


Dreams drift through my mind
like whispers of velvet wings
vivid yet fragile
                                                                          © Rose