BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Trails of moonlight scatter across Frosted night sky The path of descending blossoms As buds breathe into leaves The trees coming to life In anticipation of Summer days Names carved into bark Safely ensconced in a heart A reminder of when love grew Unhindered by time Under a sea of expectant stars Continue reading Carved Reminders
BY DAVE CANNON The sunshine enlightens my spirit, Breaching the darkest corridors of the soul, Generating a golden radiance that illuminates my every move, The colored petals of cherry blossom cushion my footsteps, And stimulate my senses with a scent of true splendor, Laying a sheath of sweet aromatic silk that caresses the skin, The gentle breeze whispers throughout the treetops, And catches the falling … Continue reading A Picture of Heaven
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Raindrops on the last roses of summer, the soft scent of petrichor blowing through the open window. Slowly, rhythmically adding ingredients, memory of a moment creeping in as my fingers knead the dough beginning to form under my fingers. Tears well in my eyes as I remember fragments of something I wrote of while baking before. Words of love written in pure … Continue reading Unsuspecting Roses
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Continue reading Concealed Emotions
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Silent words whispered from knowing eyes, the unspoken gift of a shared language communicated by empathic thoughts. (If I could, I would heal you, your pain is mine.) There are no expressions to encompass what lies behind those orbs of sapphire. Just music that drops through my mind. The soundtrack of a locked gaze overpowering the cacophony of the heartbeat fuelled machines. Continue reading The Pulse of Pain
BY CAPTAIN JACK I, Came from a dream, About Us. We were a scene from a riotous assembly, The envy, Of all we surveyed. We played Without fuss We even took the night bus… You and I Laughing and rolling like drunken teens Painted screams on the stars for eternity, A brief maternity And you and me Were we. I was empty without … Continue reading From Jack to Valentyna
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Morning mist dots the landscape, the hues of grey and lavender hang in the palpable air — a tangible reminder of Summer as the Autumnal chill descends. The fragile gift of time ever so apparent as the leaves graciously turn yellow and red, a final burlesque on nearly bare branches. The November roses cling to the sun, climbing higher up the … Continue reading November Roses
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY They came in the night to our cities, our towns, they crossed through the countryside like warriors with shovels and crossbows. Chopping, shooting, digging at the roots of our foundation unable to accept reason or a peaceful resolution of conclusion, even though it was the majorities decision. (Forgive them don’t understand the light the truth, it burns) They bite the hand that … Continue reading Shining Light
BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY Slowly knotting roses into my hair as I sat in the sun when You quietly slid behind me and put Your hand on my waist, startling me, the sharp intake of breath because I could feel You. I turned savouring the feeling of Your hand sliding around my waist. It was the light radiating from You ~ or was it the Sun … Continue reading Along The River
