The Frozen Flame

There once was a girl who had a passion for love
She loved the sun, the moon, the stars; every one that
she encountered in her life

She loved with a passion as bright as the sun, but as
cool as a springtimes night
And then by chance, she fell in love with a man that
was her everything

But unfortunately, in the end, he was not what he had
He was cruel and distant, broken, and he broke her in
so many ways

That her heart had started to turn to ice, till there was
nothing but a frozen flame
It glistened and it glittered, but the wound was way too

So she left him, ran away, never looking back, with crystals
upon her face
The ache inside her chest was a constant nagging strain

But then one day along the way, it started to subside
And the flame started to flicker, warming her inside

Upon an ordinary day, she met him if by chance
Soon it didn’t matter, it was a thing of the past

The Flame ignited and began to shine brighter than before
You could see it in her eyes, her laugh, emerging from her soul

She never thought it was possible, but he was her exodus
Now and forevermore…

The Red Dragons

There once were dragons that ruled across the land, the most powerful of all was the swarm of the Red

They were fierce, bold, unstoppable; most said that if the Reds were around then war was not far


But they were noble, lived by a code, that is why the swarm was so old

To look at them they were chilling, having rows of sharp teeth, horns upon their head


They weren’t the largest, but they ruled the lands, from the moors to valleys end

No one could tame them, to try was at your own demise


With their firey breath, they could torch anything to dust

Hunters by nature, they would always be on the lookout for prey


The people of the land loved them, giving them tribute

And that brought harmony


And in return, the Red dragons protected the people

Living in peace

The Rose in the Shard

Once there was a girl that loved roses in the garden where she lived

She would follow all the honey bees around to the castle where they dwell

Standing there watching them for hours on end, they were everything to her

Her only friends

She would pet their wings, and let them crawl upon her hand

Protecting them when no one can

On this day she picked a rose and admired it throughout the day

Her friends saw her delight in it and decided to give her a gift

The bees began to encase the rose inside their honey and wax

And presented her the rose in the shard, for it will ever last

The Twilight’s Lover

Twilight took a lover, star crossed, against the odds, with impossible struggles
Could it ever work out? Will they be together forever? Or will they be apart

Between the night and  the day, they would flirt, frolic, and play
But never quite able to consume time balanced as one

The moon would weep as it turned into the morning dew covering everything she loved
The sun would see it glisten like diamonds such a beautiful sight, and with the warmth of her smile, would melt away all the jewels

That is why you will never see her face, she turns it to the stars
Waiting to see her twilight’s lover

The Butterfly’s Servants

Like a moth to a flame, they were caught all the same

The way she floats upon the breeze, hypnotic, ensnaring

They all came from near and far, entranced by her magical ways

First, the bees came in droves to give her sweetest honeysuckle

Second, came the ants to build her a bed made of leaves and grass

Third, the crickets showed up to sing a beautiful tune

Lastly, ladybugs gave her luck in everything she will do

All becoming the Butterfly’s servants, making sure she had the best

It was their lives only purpose to drudge their simple life away

Because of her wizardry, no one will ever escape from her allurement


The face upon the moon, the stars that will shimmer soon

I can only imagine the magic that will ensue

The glow upon the clouds, making the water glimmer across the sea

That’s where you will always find me, casting my dreams upon the waves

Lulled by the sounds, it is zen to my soul

The crunch of the sand beneath, the salty breeze, the seagulls in flight

And it all happened upon

A moonlit night…

Guardian of Names

She wandered around the library, it was her most favorite
And stumbled upon a secret room behind the wooden case

It was dusty and dank, with books lined the room from
ceiling to the floor
As she found the light switch, she stood there in awe

Upon a cluttered table, an insignia had appeared
It read Guardian of Names, Honor, Love, Protect

Slowly she made her way around the immense room, eyes
darting from title to tile
She had no clue where to look with so many wonderful books

There was one book that caught her eye upon the table
As if she was pulled by a force unknown she sat down upon
the chair

The title was brief Before was all that was there
She opened it up as the text began to come in

You have been chosen, the first line read before it disappeared
Make your vow, sign the book and you shall be bound

Guardian of the names, it’s your birth rite, written in these tomes
You have the power, so do not take this lightly, for they are now
within your care

Take the quill, write their stories
Bearer of the names, keep track, record, fight

Something of an Obsession

When she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw
everything but what the world would see
Refracting back was something she hated, despised
Not knowing that her views were contorted
For years she was victimized, traumatized
Beating her down till she was nothing but a whisper
of what she was before
On her face, she wore a smile that never quite met her eyes
And in the night before she slept, she would mourn
Waking with streaks upon her face, and memories from
her dreams
A photograph of what her heart desired
Stoking flames from her pyre, smoldering from deep within
Then she realized she had to break free
Annulling all that is bad in her life, she knew it now, just
what she wanted, what she deserved
To love and be loved like no other would; just as her parents’ love
was strong and right
In her heart of hearts that her soul was the guide, through time,
and space it would seek him out
Something of an obsession, stemming from a little girls heart…


Deep within, it brews, it spins
Creating friction from deep withinAbove all else, there’s a realm of hope
Should you choose it, follow your trope

Among the stars and above the moon
Spinning magic, a whimsical hewn

Tears falling to the earth
It’s mother nature’s rebirth

The storm within is cast upon your heart
Never shall we ever be apart

Memory In The Soul

If souls could speak, they would speak of buried emotions deep inside

Scarred, broken, lost and alone

But you touched my soul, with a feathery embrace

Through words, kindness, and your sweet gaze

Healing my soul, breaking it free

So all that is left are memories…