Photo by Simon Wilkes on Unsplash Read previous parts here. The blue-green grass, which ran the length of the centre path, extended outward into a large meadow. It looked freshly mowed. By whom? The urge to take her shoes off and run across it was strong, but Zoe resisted. Until she knew the layout of these gardens, it was … Continue reading Morning Star Manor – Part 3
Image by Layers from Pixabay My twelfth summer – the ocean of my innocence – cast an asteroid into my sea – pulling me down, like a milestone around my neck. Gigantic ripples broke the time barrier, touching every moment forward, etching every word wielded as a whip, like the rings inside a tree. The catalyst imploded … Continue reading A Moment Outside Of Time
Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash. Zoe watched Mr. McEwan’s lapis-blue eyes light up the moment he saw the key she was holding. “I don’t imagine you’d remember how to get to the garden?” “Not remember! No lass, if there’s one thing this old man can nae forget, it’s that garden. That wee key has been in your … Continue reading Morning Star Manor – Part 2
My muse for this poem was the unprecedented number of wildfires raging in the interior of my former province of British Columbia. The smoke from those fires has covered our summer skies for weeks now in Saskatchewan.
Photo by Modesta Žemgulytė on Unsplash Zoe pushed her fiery-red hair back behind her ear a moment before she turned down a familiar winding driveway. The once pristinely maintained road resembled more of a track now, overgrown with ferns and nettles, while untrimmed silver birch trees formed a domed canopy. The interlocked leaves created an eerie dimness … Continue reading Morning Star Mansion – Part 1
Photo by v2osk on Unsplash Rolling prairie is not barren tundra,devoid of life be it flora or fauna.The vast open grasslands beckoncalling to the wild inside us all. Gopher heads peer out from holes,watching antelope jump and play.Buffalo roam the open countryor hunker in tree-shaded sloughs Vibrant life in golden fields of wheat,echoed in the hawk’s piercing … Continue reading Land Of The Living Skies
Photo by Dave Hoefler on Unsplash Edel landed on the ledge and Halley slowly dismounted. Every bone in her body ached. Two turns ago, at first light, they had taken to the skies with their WatchWing. It felt like two cycles ago. Time does not change, though I too am weary. My poor wings feel like we’ve … Continue reading The Welkin: WingLeader
Photo by Zdeněk Macháček on Unsplash Kyrie granted the new Welkin pair half a turn to tighten their bond. Halley discovered her Aigle’s needs and wants as they established the routines necessary as a linked pair. She rode comfortably in the notch of Edel’s neck. Auger checked in discretely from time to time and reported … Continue reading The Welkin: WatchWing
Photo by Shoeb Khatib on Unsplash Flames,of orange and redflicker, twist, dip, and bow ina mysteriouscounterpoint dancetiptoeing on edge asmusic orchestratesin staccato fashioncrackles, pops, and snapspunctuate the ancient dancemesmerizing human eyes. Read more... This is my newest poem which explores the literal world and the inner world in two separate stanzas.
Photo by Tevin Trinh on Unsplash Fargo’s fear was tangible as he disappeared down the stone stairs. Halley registered his retreat, but Auger was gazing at her, and she was in complete awe. She had never seen an Aigle. As a Fledgling, she’d read the legends and fables, but seeing the real thing was something … Continue reading The Welkin: Challenge