Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

mystery

  • Is it a Plane?

      I had awoken before dawn again and stood at my window, searching the velvety night…

  • My Mind… #Poetry

      My world is made of breadcrumbs Only there is no Hansel and Gretel in this…

  • Frozen Touch… #Poetry

     

  • #Writephoto ~ Web #Poetry

    Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto     Inside the broken castle walls An ancient suit of armour…

  • Confused.com

    Anita told me this morning that Sue’s #writephoto image this week will be a bunch of…

  • Who was she?

          Her eyes black beads, her face skeletal Her bones lay in a crescent,…

  • Mirrors… #Poetry

          Steamy mirrors Dead fingers have written Your time is coming I wiped it…

  • Trapped… #Poetry

          Trapped For thirty-two years My face trapped inside an iron mask Royal treatment…

  • Legend… #Poetry

            The day was painted with excitement Like electricity falling from our fingertips.…

  • Smoke and Mirrors… #Poetry

            We are characters in a new hard cover We see you as…