Anna : Writing

Storm

Storm

A Poem by Anna


The waiting crows are scattering now, the thunder shouts its wrath 'cross seas. A sound to remind me of a voice, only as still as water and angry a..
Thoughts In Velen

Thoughts In Velen

A Poem by Anna


My heart has leapt, it's fled, I don't know where it's gone. But still I linger to listen, to all of your ramblings-on. My chest is filled with ..
Fickle

Fickle

A Poem by Anna


There is not much left of me, In terms of sanity; it has leaked into oak bark and Leapt down cathedral halls To rest in woodland moss and deep in..
The Terrors of Wistalos

The Terrors of Wistalos

A Poem by Anna


There was a Wraithout on the pond water,a figure still, dark,howling and warped.The shadow camewith a steed of smoke,a beast eyeless, grey,lost and cr..
Black Coffee

Black Coffee

A Poem by Anna


Steam curls against the windshield of apolice car,creeping up from a cup of black coffee.A slow flashing light; red, green, yellow.Periodically changi..
Shadow in the Shipyard

Shadow in the Shipyard

A Poem by Anna


The text on the page is inking-blinking- he doesn't know,that I hear the way he writes.What lowly, crawling thing waits in the storm?The words are slo..
Spaceships

Spaceships

A Poem by Anna


The stars are full of spaceshipsand they watch me throughspinning crescent telescopes.The sunrise is not realitymy friends, the night never endsand I ..
Castle

Castle

A Poem by Anna


Willows guard the old castle overtaken by viridescent ivy;fallen stone knights resting in their mighty cracked hauberks.Shattered glass once clear as ..
Seaward

Seaward

A Poem by Anna


The sea rumbles-thunder hugs the surface.Waves crash ashore;their hearts all foam and brime.What secret sinks?Down below the twilight pier;asunder in ..
Stockings

Stockings

A Poem by Anna


There's a run in my stockings-My tea is cold in my memoryof when that thread was in its place.A mockingbird on the willow treeand robins in the westwa..