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The ‘Now’

Step after step as I walk on the earth Hard, soft, wet or dry It's still the same and I can't fathom that one day I'll return to it I banish the thought and focus on the sun's warmth and... Continue Reading →


Words – Unsaid

The things I never said to you whilst in the flesh you can now hear loud and clear with every beat of my heart That my voice was drowned out in the cacophony of the universe is of little import... Continue Reading →

The Stalker

Mortality stalks me like a doe in the forest searching for 'mother' A flash - a glance not quite there- but there hidden among the trees When I move- it moves mirroring my steps so near - so far edging... Continue Reading →

For My Ears Only

“I’ve spent a lifetime trying to learn the language of the dead” ~ Jim Harrison from Sister in  Songs of Unreason   Never your voice in my head but your whispering in my spirit Never a thesaurus to decipher the rustle of... Continue Reading →

The Final Chapter

When all's said and done every book ends from where's its begun Some pages take flight buoyed by pure delight Others lie decrepit sorrow-soiled as concrete Many flutter with life's curiosity and wonder But all must come together for the finale... Continue Reading →

The Makeover

“Her nights are full of the red teeth of death” from Life / Dead Man’s Float   In pulpal chambers filled with pain and anger Death rages in agony -of which she finds funny “I’ll trade you,”she says “3 root... Continue Reading →

And Stay Out!

I hear grief knocking on my door trying to get in I let him knock....and he does so incessantly I'm not falling for that again All he bears are misery and extreme pain The last time I opened that door... Continue Reading →

The Invisible Man

Everyday, they walked past. Nobody paid attention to the homeless man on the corner. His presence, blended into the dank foliage of autumn..... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday  Fiction with Rochelle

For My Soul

If I could live again I'd trade my tears for perfect laughter I'd negotiate for peace at every turn I'd barter my transgressions for flames of glory I'd strike a deal with Charon himself I'd pay a huge ransom -to... Continue Reading →

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