A Fantazien Window

Imagination, Neotrepidia, Naturficial Wonder


Whispering Seashells

  • A Castle in My Heart

    A Castle in My Heart

    They come knocking at my door,Suitors and their suits of armour,Empty and void,To charm!As if a spell would do, In the castle I built for me! Only monsters seek the prize,Lovers wish only to play,Swept, as the winds will it, And for the valour of it –Be satisfied. For Love is never singular,But patient and… Read more

  • The Tetris Effect

    The Tetris Effect

    It’s a bad name, a false name,A square plug for a round hole,It’s never going to fit like that.That’s how you break things,Precious things,And fragile things. The inner-eye of the Bene,Has to keep watching,So I will stop now.I can stop. I will stop.Any second. Any minute.Any hour. Any day now.I can stop a bad fit,Can’t… Read more

  • Meanies

    Meanies

    Never befriend a shopkeeper,Or a preacher or a celebrity.But you can take their goods,Their faith and their words. When North and South meet,And East is stopped by West,Then life may confess,That the distance between,Was madness. . . . . Snippet. (A teeny bonus) “I fell in love with love,Until love fell out of me,”So said… Read more

  • A Type of Mania, a Kind of Bliss

    A Type of Mania, a Kind of Bliss

    I am a lover of hands and horses, Riding the wind like a paintbrush,Allo stocata with a fountain pen,Against tirades of strikes and crumples.To write is to be written – So I write dear love,From love coming true –The wishes within meAre granted within you. Dancing with hollow girls,In imperfect glass slippers,Waiting to feel the… Read more

  • From Vashta to Vashta Nerada

    From Vashta to Vashta Nerada

    I am lost in a forest of strangers,Conversing with the spirits of the wind and trees,Arguing over the rustling of leaves.In deep with these ecclectionaries,Throwing paint with the revolutionaries, Writing in letters and wordily, Plotting a course through the forest in poetry.Through the Dadists, the Surrealists,The Cubists and the Modernists,The selfishness of these brutish moments,Bleeding… Read more

  • Strangers, patiently

    Strangers, patiently

    Starlight is my guide and my heart has flown,Into the embrace of tempers known,Must I catch a star and put it in my pocket,To escape the intensity that beckons me? The journey is endless but the distance none,I have run to the light of my brighter sun,Standing here and waiting with darkness for you,To step… Read more