Castle In The Shadows (poetry 2014-present)

If you body is of "faerie-ism" oh you must take care for gracing this cold ground without wings has you in a toxic lair and so the body pushes, to be and live but the glue is soft looks of porcelain but it easily gives and is sensitive to sensory, sounds and pressures abound and so the blood flows deeply through the veins through the translucent skin as the stamina glows and flows like art but withered one can be if a faerie stuck on earth without the warmth of the hearth that is true home somewhere far away ... and locked on land we stay and with faerie dust we pray to find the way - S. Rose Ashcraft 

crisp air waning there amid pressure in the lair albeit weakened clouds are beacons trap is waiting for the ultimate pass - S. Rose Ashcraft 

Stromboli I can't sing for you  for I want to be a real one too not one like you not one like that I will not be the always hissing cat under a rouse it's ok  'cause I'm a cat Nor will I be purring in a lap fat and complacent  slow and dire no I'll be a cat in the night under the stars shining bright when they're burning out the light walking on without a fright .. Like Evel Knievel Right? and leaping over the fence and crawling through the vents because I gave my word to never pray on little birds but find the scrap when it's appropriate to clean up the scene if the scene becomes discordant underneath a tyrannical laser beam that claims it isn't mean ... yeah, right .. When pincocchio sang "I got no strings to get me down" he thought he was empowered to not wear a frown but then the frown was turned  inside out Vibrations make relations that cycle back t...

Spark in conversation spark in interrelation one can enjoy a moment in a moment appreciatively Moments moments as you breathe because when you stop you'll be deceased and there won't be a moment like this in real time not one with material tonic rhyme So be here now and blessed be look outside and see  the green and all the trees and breathe just breathe  the oxygen they bleed A moment sparks and so, you see you can hone it and enjoy it and thus be free  - S. Rose Ashcraft 

Fields of dew under the clouds overcast sky and dampened shrouds unnerved and lost in solid belief in something that truly retains the innocence in me tired of being mistaken for something you see to be i am guilty of nothing but deep sensitivity that cannot unleash that cannot be reached when I will let it not outside of this reality but I've been framed because I'm angry as ones once trusted condemned me in whispers behind my back It's like lying down on glass as if it were a tea party all smashed the dried flower was meant to be so pour hot water over me over my broken soul over my weakened body well, I stood for what's real on some level in some way though not yours or even mine the truth is and it's real it's complex but it's real it's overlapping but it's real unique.. never thought of before but REAL I cannot be hurt again I will not be hurt again I will not try my best when weakened  only to be ...

I love you so deeply that it hurts to even breathe I love you so sweetly that it has me on my knees the hole that is in me because you are just make believe cannot be filled with poison when I cannot help but grieve I cannot block  with cheap bandages I must clean it and let it bleed running water over it until the oozing heeds I love you oh so deeply but you are just make believe what is it that I love then and then what is it that I grieve? - S. Rose Ashcraft 

My guns' loaded with tear gas I want to make you cry because you shot me in the leg as I was dancing in the sky with stars, and love and harmony and truth seeking dichotomy before the moon was full you see ... I guess you couldn't stand it and so you had to cripple me it's as you do to so many and now I lie here bandaged ... but I'm the Avenging Bandit For in my hand I have something that's fully loaded just for you Though it's not loaded with steel bullets for 'thou shalt not kill' and it's not my style.. but rising above in style is my true guile ... So, even if your heart can't make you cry because it's black and callous and empty and wry and you have no idea what it's like to wear these shoes what it's like to pour booze on the wound when the pus does ooze ... and what's an antiseptic after all? but I'll get back up! even if, at first, I crawl.. Yes, I have tear gas Dexter-esqe I ca...

Rip it up tear it up throw it out all shredded up you know what was in their eyes was only you in disguise that kind of love it was concealed beneath a mirror it wasn't real So in light it's not a fair deal when reciprocity's none and lost is the zeal  good flip it up take it up face it now wipe off that make up you know what you want to do is something original authentic and you and no one who cares not deserves your heart so true so it's time to say Psshhh  to all and whom don't appreciate who think you're merely throwing bait who understand not your lonely state while they mix up the cat with a blood sucking snake  no don't rely on others to be what you do for once can you give credit where it may be due  So ... rip it up shred it up tear it up wipe off the make up wear the paint only if you're painting in your own shoes ... be no longer ashamed  to express the dress that's you so burn the pieces o...

Melodic horizon I finally see you there like a blissful, purple dusk an impending moonlight in the air and as my hair flows down my back I'm happy in that I'm happy like a cat.. Purring and dancing on the fence for my heart is full but no longer tense and with so much excitement that it's hard not to scream I want to get ready I want to redeem all of the blood and sweat dripped in vain I hope to make beauty out of that anguished pain  The flower is wilted, ready to steep as the shadows sleep  and the rainbows sweep So let the hot water pour down like rain onto the way to make tea again I missed this so much and so what it'll be is the fruits and the leaves  of the fallen tree Hoping for a miracle on pitch three I still hold a magical prayer to be free Like a moth to the flame of a candle on the watery banks, alongside barricades there's hope to win the lottery of all that represents the dream... The energy of yin evokes like a moonbeam be with me and brea...

Star sweet star upon your head you're gone now oh so soon you were dead how did I know why did I dread That little star would soon be far you used to escape but came when I called your name now you wear your little cape as you fly of late it isn't fair How could fate dare to hurt so bad to be so mad it was so cursed to be the worst I wish i could stop it I had you in my pocket just yesterday in this purse which is my heart and now we're far apart and you're so far away I couldn't even say goodbye I wanted you to fly away and I could not pay and I would not have you pay to have it my way so all I could do, was pray It was the least I could do 'cause I feel I failed you and at 8 o-clock something brushed against my sweater it wasn't just the weather I think it was you I feel you're happy now and I hope that is true ... RIP Cosmo G. you will always be loved, and your short little life will always grieved. love from: your ...

Woe is a withered nerd-rebel practicing the rain of all the tears of riddles and fears waxing and waning in pain In shards of sunshine rays in theories drizzling floodlights moving dreary.. spidey detective profiles guise call it both naive and wise Angry dexter girl in vain skipping down the hidden lane to underestimate is as bad as to hate just like fish bait is the colour of fate Toes do wade and like a blade so does the raid Again they're meddling they're avon peddling but I'm allergic to their perfume their sweet berries of doom they grow around, they loom So I grab a broom up up away and ... Vroom! - S. Rose Ashcraft 

Night Mountain Climb Waning in the twilight mourning in the moonlight yearning in the starlight reaching in the dark night For that falling star catch it when on par but creeping up on you is the need to make a stew so, will it start with the onion that brought tears to your cheeks for you need strength to climb that mountain through the weather bleak In the dark, climbing forth and climbing through through the pain  til you find  the Castle waiting for you For up on the mountain fallow is the Castle in the shadows