The Scarred Goddess Chapter 3
You mustn’t think I had forgotten about Shifa. Do you remember that I didn’t see her die? I wanted to find her. I wasn’t sure if she was dead or alive, but I promised myself that soon I would find out.
pain
Iraella and Baeddan (title to be changed) -Chapter the Third
Chapter the Third
The Scarred Goddess Chapter 1
You do not know me. I am not your friend, nor your enemy. I am no one’s business. I have no care with anything. All feeling is buried with me, you cannot make me cry, nor laugh, nor strike you in anger. I will tell this story myself. I am called the scarred goddess. You shall know me by no other.
Gods and goddesses are not invincible. They are immortal, but this only serves to create feuding and pain as time goes by.
Gods and goddesses are not invincible. They are immortal, but this only serves to create feuding and pain as time goes by.
redemption
when my fears
have worn me out
and worn me thin
can I crawl up on Your lap
and fall asleep there
until I can breathe again?
when my dreams
have left me cold
and all alone
can I run into Your arms
and learn to bear it
until I can dream again?
and when my love
breaks my heart
and takes me apart
can I come in close to You
and touch Your wounds
until my pain makes me one with You
and brings me back to life again?
Do You Dance?
Reticent.
Somber.
His dark eyes quietly glanced over the room, all thoughts hidden behind the mask of silence that covered his face.
A young girl, maybe fifteen, appeared at his side, her light eyes and hair contrasting with his darker complexion.
“Do you dance?” She asked quietly, sensing the deep quiet and thoughtfulness inside of him.
“No.”
Her face shifted into a questioning look, and her blue eyes seemed as if they were about to laugh. “Why not?”
Stars Over Llorleya- Chapter 11
Chapter the Eleventh
Betrayed
Crucified today
my arms nailed back
stretched out to embrace
held back by your nails
My heart that beat to love
now bleeds my blood
nailed fast my feet
that tried to walk
the path of love and peace
The pain is an unending ocean
stretching before my weary,
dropping shoulders
pulling me away
while I'm nailed here to stay
Your slap in my face
still stings
because of memories
that remain;
the pain and shame
for you
there again
The wind is dancing about you
and rain pours through the day
washing it away
to another rainy day
The hope that comes with sunshine
seems lost amidst the clouds
while dampness soaks right through you
security drowning in flood
The rain is falling, pouring
blowing through the field
and everything that's withered
begins to rise and lift it's face
for tomorrow's brighter skies
The rain pours down, dropping
into hands held up, outstretched
reflections of the sky
leaves this heart to fly
Our need
My heart is breaking
aching
watching
tears shedding
waters shattering
rough
through storms
deep and cold
churning
the soul.
Crowds wounding,
because they're
hurting
though hiding
Smiles cracked
like broken glass
shatter and fall
into nothing.
The sun is running
through the breeze
burning
shaking trees
trembling knees.
Eyes screaming
of pain and grief
direct at you
the fault.
Painful Memories
These scars that mark the countryside and mar the pretty view
Remind us of a harder time when all that man could do
Was fight to keep his homeland free, and save the joys he knew
The crumbled trenches and white crosses that mark where soldiers lie
Painfully remind us of the days when our boys died
In honor of their sacred land and sunlit native skies
The echo of the cannon boom still rings in many ears
And remembered is the painful wait for the news that we all feared
To hear of death of those we loved and those that we held dear