Monster Born

Shadows play upon the wallThe bars are there to stop a fallSilence heightens the chant withinThere is nothing, save twist and sinIt was long ago, this was bornWith many years of heartless scornThe sister beaten, till tortured skinThe brother silent, with malice within  There was a creature born that nightWith terror high and dreadful fightNowhere … Continue reading Monster Born

Three

I sit, waiting -for the silence between the heartbeats, the pause between each breath. /At the end of a falling star, or the flicker of a lightbulb – behind the half-closed door/  As the bird stops singing, and even ants run off to hide - I’m waiting.