In our world today, many forbidden acts are been done every day which tends to destroy the life of the leaders of tomorrow. The forbidden wine is a story about a young girl- who was raped by her father and then her life was damaged. Would she ever regain her…
In terms of creative writing, poems have never been what I have turned to in order to spill out what I feel. This is my first ever attempt at a poem, coming at a time when I am thinking about a lot and wanting to put it down in writing.…
This was a poem I wrote for the poetry class I'm in. We were reading a poetry book: The Stuntman by Brian Ladilaw (If you've never read him, check him out! He writes some weird stuff, but it's absolutely beautiful). Anyway, this poem was inspired by a poem of his…
I woke up in the morning just before the sunrise and at first i did not know what to do, but then i had this idea to write "Blue Velvet Story" just like that.So i wrote the first six lines in the morning and the rest i finished in other…
The name Regina Viarum might ring a few bells for some. You could be thinking of the Appian Way in Italy: the ancient Roman road connecting the capital with the Mediterranean port of Brundisium, but no. On this occasion I’m referring to one of the most prestigious wineries (bodegas) in…
Sunshine beaming in from a window
Proud Lion Like shine
blends my thinking with the wine Im
drinking from none other than a Vine
one Paw deep in the Terra
soil moister than most
fertile crescent valley
alley of perception
for the prowl.
Lunatic Hour approaches
Fridays finds Her biding Time
Chastity vibe and a bottle of Wine
Resting upon a ledge balance beamed
Light and dark fluidity of movement-
Diurnal Vernal blade of Bluegrass
Holding the contour of a footstep
Left Behind yesterdays Gamble.
A Win streak Wind beaked Birdcall
Beckons a Supper time…
Over the wall and on the Vine
Rests virgin Harvest Grape
Georgia Plump Grape… Merlot
insatiable warm glory of the sunrise.
Apollo’s toasting Zeus as
A sacrificial Bull is slaughtered.
Europe yielding in stride its
A treasure of produce under seven starry nights
a midst a…
Twenty-five years ago they bought a homestead, in the middle of Vancouver Island, on the water’s edge. There are still reflections off the small lake at the foot of Mount Benson- of gardens and vineyards and woodland encounters.
Westwood Lake Chronicles is a dreamscape diary, a backyard inventory of life…
Marion is permitted to go to the bar on one condition: "Don't get tangled up with a man you think you are going to marry". But when she runs into a man she hasn't seen since junior high, a feeling sparks. We also meet Melanie, Marion's best friend who is…