blogging – Me, Myself and Who am I?

Where The Wild Things Are

Boundless are the valleys and mountains that lay ahead and
Evanesce in my wake

I carried a candle crafted from the wax of my soul. Fragile wick, burning off centre and flawed. Until I followed a new light and set my candle aside. Faithfully followed the path that it shone for me. Until I could see the flickering glow from my own candle no more. I traversed new lands.…… Continue reading Lanterns

All the time in the world.

If time were not a finite pleasure for our mortal selves, what would you do with it? I would learn every language there ever was, modern, historical, fantastical or nonsensical, and endeavour to create my own. Read every text ever written, starting with all the banished books. Study theology, philosophy, etymology, literature, sociology, history and…… Continue reading All the time in the world.

Furnace

Before I emerged a fledgling.

Emerald City

I escape in words and poetry and swim across oceans of texts and passages. Soar through clouds of others’ dreams and realities.

Today bought tears of joy to my eyes.

I watched anxiously, but she went forth, head held high, ready to go.

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