Her love was unmatched It was violent Like the tide.
The deepest blue waters held all her secrets.
Her touch, warm and welcoming Always comforting.
Nothing more pleasant Than hearing my name Escape her lips.
As quickly as her memory arrives It fades.
Allowing cold to enter and keep its stay.
It's been a good long while since I have thrown anything on here, and for good reason. I have been so busy with life events and things have really gotten away from me to the point of me not being able to get on here daily and publish my works. However, that doesn't mean that I've stopped writing. there will be a series of works coming through here. As always, I hope enjoy!
Stones & bramble branches break under each step I take.
The smell of forest & of damp earth fills the chilled air.
Bark from trees bites deep into my hands.
Steril wind cuts through emerald green pines. The oiled needles brushing side by side.
The very breath I need I can't seem to find. I fear this forest has stripped me of that prize.
Yet, I continue on. Forward, though lost. I make my way.
In isolation, day by day.
This is part I of a ten-part series titled, "Effulgence: A Story of Light." My goal is to create five or so ten-part stories and eventually put them into a collection wherein I can publish a physical work. The idea for this particular story came shortly after I was halfway through writing "Weathered."