Chameleon I change into the surroundings, melt into the night - can you feel my poison breath upon your neck, so slight? I am always watching you, never knowing where I hide; invisible – betrayed - by your design, my blood runs cold inside. I may reside among you, you may be blessed to know, … Continue reading Chameleon
poetry
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
The Tyger By William Blake Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what … Continue reading Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
Heatwave
Seeing as we're skipping spring and going straight into summer and a mini heatwave, I thought this poem would be quite appropriate: The last breeze they remember seemed a lifetime ago, a legend passed down through generations to regale a time when they didn’t squirm beneath the arching sun that melted their brains. … Continue reading Heatwave
Sunset
Sunset They watched the sunset from a rocky cliff, the wind rushing through their hair. Pale reflections of the setting sun danced upon the waves of the ocean, so beautiful was the evening light. They watched the sun sink without trace, spilling its light into fathoms deep. Folds of darkness rippled about them like the … Continue reading Sunset
Blurred Worlds 