Velvet Ribbon and Black Balloon

 

A velvet ribbon, tied to a silver key,
Black balloons floating on a string,
Airborne,
Perched above, in grey skies,
Clouded in a scent of salt and misty evening dew,
A keyhole, on a frame of flaking crimson paint,
Yellow light, created by a frilled rim lampshade,
And a secret safe inside,
Buried from prying eyes; instilled.

J. Calvert 2015

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Lies They Send


the past

Tears weep,

Down the face,

Of days of old,

Of people undone,

Of sinners, saints and in between,

The unclassified,

The dulcified,

Conceal the past,

Rewrite history,

Forge a future,

A new narration,

Of myth and legend,

One that does not harm menfolk,

On the lips of liars,

We will start a new day,

Forget all that’s past,

Truth awash,

From the tongues of men,

We form our identity,

From the lies they send.

The Woods Hold Secrets

Winter Woods Dark Art Danotomorrow wallpaper

Winter Woods Dark Art Danotomorrow wallpaper

The woods are dark and deep, shadows creep, sleep in a hidden bed of lies, buried under sticks and stones, the trees hold mysteries long untold.

Jennifer Calvert