By Light of the Third Moon – Part 2

Bea sat and looked up at the stars. Their twinkling brightness in the autumn sky was comfortingly familiar. At least one thing wasn’t all screwed up. The moon was large on the horizon. Mist drifted slowly over the precipice, shrouding the valley far below. Bea couldn’t remember how she’d gotten here but she knew she…

Thursday fragments 8: Christmas

When Christmas Eve came I could hardly get to sleep. Mum sent me to bed early but I just lay there trying to hear the sound of Santa’s sleigh on the roof. Every now and then I would sneak out to the lounge room to see if Santa had been yet. ‘Molly! Get back in…

Only sixteen once

Flower soft the rose, under blue her beauty, full of life she sings with words of light, colour sweet love; her silken gown strays in the summer breeze, a lazy afternoon dream because you are only sixteen once.

Midnight

How long midnight bells toll in silence, vivid ghost stories spring to mind as eager as a schoolgirl is to run with her imagination; such hours melt soft hearts, time enough to read at peace.

A year for undreamed dreams

Normally I would spend the last few days of the year looking back at the things that had shaped the year, but 2016 was such a stressful year that I only want to dwell on it for a moment before looking toward 2017 – my year for undreamed dreams. 2016 started with nothing more than…

Last night a dream

Last night in a dream, You pulled up in my driveway; A baby in the back seat, White veil in your hair. Don’t you remember That night we fell in love? How your heart beat The first time we kissed. You were my goddess of love, Filling hungry eyes With your midnight desires, Throwing away…