Jacinth Ryse

Joined November 2022

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Bees in the Brain
Did he do that on purpose? Is he just being mean? Sally says he's flirting. Talia says he's keen. Regardless, I must focus.
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Poets
Love and Loss
The Hologram / Binary Sunset (Star Wars: A New Hope) This piece captures a moment I barely remember. Already familiar with the film, I was in our "new" house, so I was at least eight years old. And I was watching Star Wars: A New Hope for the umpteenth time.
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Beat
A Lover's Wrath
The Elder Dragon sneers at the other deity's challenge. "You scorn the wish of your fallen?" Fië's voice thunders across the plains. "Soë's dream died with them."
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Fiction
Urdima's Grief
The spirit of the world mourns its closest companion. The corpse of the great bear decays beyond the edge of the disc, just out of reach. Baleful moans fade across the cosmos.
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Fiction
The Hope of Peace
Comprehension seeps through the being of pure Sound as they enter the perversely silent, ruby chamber. Hope of parlay with the dragon deity wanes with their strength as the chamber seals, devouring their essence.
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Fiction
The Queen
You kneel before, The small brown hill, Just moments away from the shore. The heat bombards, You from above, The king sends your neck his regards.
By Jacinth Ryse4 months ago in Poets
The Morning Cup
You choose your favorite mug But which one shall it be? The calico cat, with face so smug? Or one with cherry trees?
By Jacinth Ryse5 months ago in Poets
Words I must set Free
Dear Arën, Penning these words is risky Words you can never see Words I must set free Words I write for me.
By Jacinth Ryse5 months ago in Poets
I miss you
Dearest Alkara, Your absence wrings my soul. And now I must forsake My home for now to hold Inopportune parole.
By Jacinth Ryse5 months ago in Poets
Blue Eyes
Blue eyes penetrate Lost in what I can't see past Trapped by this despair
By Jacinth Ryse9 months ago in Poets
The Tardis
Vast and infinite All of time and space beckons And he chooses us
By Jacinth Ryse9 months ago in Poets
A Preference for Rain
The touch of sadness As wind wistfully blows through And turns grey skies blue
By Jacinth Ryse9 months ago in Poets