Darkness among the light — She sings through her troubles, Gaining perspective with every golden note, She herds the song’s lyrics, Different every time from what she originally wrote. Her pain is shot through with arrows, Diluted with every sound she hears, Her darkness, her shadow, dissolving, As her heart fills and clears. Her light…

Life is short but this was bigger — This is part two of the poem titled ‘The Release Of His Pain’. I’ve included the link below. The Release Of His Pain Life is short but this was biggermedium.com She only just heard the news, The terrible words cut her like a blade, She knew she was to blame, Oh, the terrible price he paid. She never dreamed that it’d result…

Life is short but this was bigger — The weekend is here, it’s Friday night, As he walks into his local watering hole, Determined to drink himself stupid, Because of his broken heart she stole. “A beer if you’ll please,” he requests of the bartender, “Keep them coming, one or two just won’t do,” As he tips his glass to…

Lost in between the lines — A little boy wakes one morning in sorrow, Yesterday is hard to forget, As he was reminded that there’s no love in his world, So he closes his eyes once more not wanting to face the day yet. Unable to force sleep, He rolls over, picks up a book, Turning page after…

The different realities — I see a beautiful soul in need of comfort, After the agony life has dictated, You see a drunken foolish woman, One that you’d like to see naked. I see a crying unhappy baby, Hungry and tired at that, You see an annoyance, Just a screaming brat. I see a…

Carried in her soul forever — She awakens to the constant pain deep within her soul, The one carried through past lives and rebirth, She’s tried passing it to her next in line, But rediscovers it as soon as she recognises Earth. It’s a pain buried deep within her psyche, No matter how often she attempts to…

Awarded on Vocal — I remember well my first Vocal Top Story, where I received an email from Vocal to advise me of this award. However, since then I have never again received notification when I have been lucky enough to receive this status, on anything I have written. I have usually found out…

Along with her forever protector — She wanders the harsh landscape taking inspiration in every direction, As she feels the wind caressing the edges of her feathers, Off in the distance she hears the roaring of a cannon, As the war on her demons test the very edge that her sanity tethers. Canon fire sounds very…

Every tool at my disposal — The sun is setting off in the east, Hues of orange, pink, purple and blues, Time to sleep in the arms of a grizzly bear, Safe from harm, cosy and warm, with the grandest of views. As morning begins to lighten the horizon, I stretch in sleepy relief, I plan to run…