TLC

This was written for dVerse, secret ingredient.

cookies

 

TLC

Christmas in the kitchen

flour integral décor

wide eyed children

“helping” to pour

a touch of this Continue reading

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Passages

This is written for dVerse.

Passages

When did the key turn, opening the door, baring expectations, dreams, memories, unfulfilled, like a hope chest barren? The spoils of living, she possesses none. On sunshiny days, life glittering gold, laughter spilling, she wanders, an uneasy adult-child, how, how did it slip away?

Sascha Darlington

Hush

Written for dVerse

I missed the deadline for “Once upon a” so here it is for open link. Thanks. 🙂

 

Hush

Once upon a night

as meteors soared

illuminating obscurity

we understood fragility

each sacred breath

woven in cold white

a breath never to breathe again.

 

Lilac orchids in snow;

cacti in swamp.

 

I gathered the annuals in pots

before the freeze

upset by their death

although it never bothered before.

The early darkness seizes

me, portending winter snow

days wrapped in cold midnight

grayness, slate skies,

solitary tempest suggestions

of sleep, bitter sleep.

 

end

OctPoWriMo Day 11, She Fell Through the Cracks

I am behind (hahaha, so what else is new?), but I will catch up!!!!

She Fell Through the Cracks

I lost myself in happiness until it died. Upon awakening, perspective altered. My soul ached. Where am I? What happened to the young woman I was?

Time transported me into a dire desert of aged pain.

My choice wavers between fighting and submerging.

My claws extend.

 

Sascha Darlington

 

OctPoWriMo Day 7, Dear Writer

Dear Writer,

 

Practice everyday

even when words evade

Let them rise from you

your heart, your soul, your brain

Take risks, pour out despair

Care to create your truth

for there’s no one else who can

Write about what matters to you

for your passion will show

Write about what you know

and what you don’t

Play in the land of make-believe

Create worlds you wish to visit

make them vividly real on paper.

 

But mostly dear writer,

Listen to criticism, take what’s true

but never let it own you

so you never write again.

The same for rejections.

Don’t reject yourself.

Dream daily

Be sensitive

But never ever quit.

 

Signed, Someone Just Like You

 

Sascha Darlington

OctPoWriMo Day #3, Specter

Specter

lost in the past, some halcyon, sepia-tinged fantasy days, cherub cheeked, chuckling, she felt lovable

now her life’s vintage, alone every move, love’s fleeting, mind dance of memories

his love cavorts away

 

Sascha Darlington