My spirit guide and I
we travel side by side,
me, listening to the silent whispers of guidance,
balloon lyrics on the wind
of changing times,
watching plans morph to purpose,
my guide and I.




🎨, mine

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They drink in the dark knowledge. It fills up the thirsty and hungry spaces in their minds, yet they want more. Eldritch whispers warn, “Don’t fall asleep, lest the night shift of desperation let in the light.”





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Inhaling the salt,
Spitting it out in torrents.
A fortress of myths
Covets swirls of sanity.
I'm forced to be a mermaid.





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She hears
Terpsichorean whispers
As if in a trance
She dances the Muse’s dance
Her perception of reality
Lies in mythic choreography




Image: Victoria Ballet

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Tripping words on my tongue, I seek
in a world, which feels so bleak

In the auroral bonfires of the night
I find fragments of hope, burning bright.

Lost in her watercolour eyes,
I seek love and eternity

68:3

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You seem to be
By my eyes soft smile
They see you’re so gently complicated

For you I’d do anything
Day—night
Your demons I’d go slaying

Let me be your armour
I may be small but like David & Goliath
I’d be your brave shielding tower

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Through frozen eyes
I see traverses of undreaming
I see pieces of me falling
into the lightlessness below
I would never wish upon anyone
to see death of self
in the intensity of grief
in the weight of dust

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under weight of dust
jaded secrets lost their thrill
nothing is timeless


🖼️ Violet Raven

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nights backwards darkness
at the end of dreams
there I find the light




Art:Brooke Shaden

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When sleep won’t come
I pick up my pen
Listening to footsteps
On the cobbles outside
Fog blurs street lamps
Caliginous flames in darkness;
With waking perception
I write the connection
Between fiction & reality




🎨 Colin Myers

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She is a force
An unburnt eclipse
Empress of love,
A cold kiss on blood-red lips
She's an emigmatic mystery
From what everyone supposes
Her armor from sweet l’amour
Is made of chocolate roses






🎨: MischiefIdea

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Gaseous clusters
of incandescent sky
reflected on her ecstatic
childhood's forehead
icy fire of time
anchored deep in marrow
pulsing within ebullient blood
as the scents of July
burn slowly in the silence
that lies in sempiternal
sigh of night

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We are lovely freaks,
Arriving on storm-chasing echoes,
Myopic, the lament creaks,
In corridors of silhouetted hellos.

Can you hear it?
Silence in heart's moonlit meek?
Snake oil in mystical ingots,
Of sand when I had you weak.

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The hidden cords of dark existence
dressed in of virtue
while the immoral rapacity
carried out by proxy

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Clarinet cherry eyes stare
Shrouded by bleak winters moon
Summers died on her sour lips
Witches hunt riding brooms
Terrified trees frozen can’t run
Monsters in shadows rule their world
Stray walkers led by beauty to doom




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It’s Midnight
I’m Awake
Alone in my
Scarlet crow
Dreams
Haunted by
The shades
of a happiness
I’ve never known
From a life
I nearly had
Almost
Almost
When love is consumed
All that remains
Is the thought
Of a better day

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Feather fetish nest.
Raven Queen nestles
Between sleeping demons
In inky lightless night.


11 31

Would you
Press your soul
Onto mine
If I shook off
All my sins

These dirty
Little secrets
Of I love you

Hiding out in
Cobwebs
And whispers
Till the sky
Falls down

And we hope
none more
Can any
Deny us

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Inkless poetry
inside a quantum echo
Can I be more than I am
Can I find love in a
telepathic connection
Or am I merely hungry for
the divine
Something I can never possess
A black hole heart’s yearning
to be more than a void
consuming stars

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Nature of my soul
A library of everywhere
and nowhere
Presenting lost pieces
in ever-more urgent moments
Will you not wake
to your night wings, child
I am calling you
There is no repose in light

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