Alluring is the riverside
her gentle water glows.
The moon, he sings in harmony
and charms her as she flows.
Twinkling on the surface
like emeralds in the night,
thousands of his children
reflect their fathers light.
Above, the stars awake and dance
which on her shoreline glisten.
She sings sweetly like a siren
they do not stop, yet listen.
Beneath salty waves, a different world
in which she fierce protects.
Her reign began the dawn of time
still now, all things she connects.
This hidden place of heaven,
she dwells unable to kill
surrounded by a dying world
alive, untouched, and still.
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Danielle Joy Hackett
I’m an aspiring writer with a passion for creating art from the free world around me or the worlds that exist solely inside my head. I strive to connect closely with my audience as we together experience and express the human condition.
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Gossamer
"Murray! Wake up!" He loved that period between waking and dreaming. To him, it was like entering another dimension; more of a dreamscape than dreaming itself. There was an otherness to it that he wanted to grasp and yet deeply respected the fact that it could never be his totally. This is what gossamer was; flighty and light, a wisp of smokiness, an idea suggested but not fully revealed, a slit in cloth, a copse in the wood.
By Rachel Deeming5 days ago in Fiction
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Quite interesting. The flow and rhyming help the whimsical feel I got from the visual. The begining is strong. I love the images you create. You created such effortless movement in your work. Beautiful