Paula-Maree Cavenett
Bio
I have been writing published poetry and non-fiction books for the past ten years and now I thought I would dip my toes into the mystical realm of fiction! Wheeee!
Stories (3/0)
Beautiful Treasure
Within an old cardboard box, hidden away in some dark and dusty corner of life, I happed upon a most curious and precious thing! Wrapped in a brown paper bag of sorrow, sitting lonely and defeated, was a mysterious, faded and enigmatic jewel. This once loved treasure had been cast aside like a raggedy toy because the beholder tired of amusing themselves with it. It lay abandoned, broken, and shabby, left to some lonely remembrance.
By Paula-Maree Cavenett3 years ago in Fiction
The Bilowea Fable
Once there was an Elk and a Giraffe who lived in separate, but equally beautiful, parts of an imaginary paradise called Matoomba. Elk, a graceful creature, lived on one side of the desert near a beautiful jade lagoon and the Giraffe, who was tall and strong of heart, lived on the other side of the desert where the trees were tall and filled with ripe and luscious fruit. Between Elk and Giraffe lay the coursing red-hot desert sands of the Matoomba desert - the stay of all creatures' dreams.
By Paula-Maree Cavenett3 years ago in Fiction
The Bull
There was a raging torrent of hatred painted in a vivid red sunset. The bull raised its head and sung its unearthly sound. He stood there absolutely carved in half with the agony of his loss. His gentle Tulip. Forever gone to the dust. There were trees. Little glimmers of faith that bloom from the ebony coals of her lifeless corpse. Forever their lights are intertwined in a black universal night. The soothing chill of evening settling in, the hairs on his neck bristled with the cold. He momentarily snaps out of his grief driven delirium, to go inside and put on his jacket.
By Paula-Maree Cavenett3 years ago in Fiction
