...The stone wall and the canon Met them with a fearful ROAR! They blew a kiss and whispered Love - The canon was no more. The stone wall raised its thorns As they silently approached - To them it was a gateway And blossoming vines encroached... Impostors are these archons? I have… Continue reading Excerpt (Poetry): “The Purest Generation”
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Announcement / Lit. Update: “Excerpts and New Platforms!”
The latest draft of my first poetry book is complete! I am slowly going through a list of possible agents and publishing options. Over the next several weeks, I'll be revising T.W.N. a little more. Older content will be removed and new excerpts will debut! For now, I'll use the artwork that has been… Continue reading Announcement / Lit. Update: “Excerpts and New Platforms!”
“Praise” – Poetry
Prayers of those who fight from the trenches Rescued on wings invisible And propelled forward with blinding speed Infinite creation bands together in a single voice Songs sung since ancient times Enemy of the darkness which seeks to claim our souls Poetry Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Image: found online photographer… Continue reading “Praise” – Poetry
“Free-will (and Other Lies)” – Poetry
A moving picture postcard, animated scenery, and dramas taken from the pages of a scripted comedy. What is it you see? Just what you expect: Material from Vaudeville and conveniences that lack All purpose, life, and passion - Set designs so cold and wooden. Who is there behind it? Who has fed the Beast? Who… Continue reading “Free-will (and Other Lies)” – Poetry
“Love” – Poetry
No blind infatuation nor momentary thrill Can touch the steadfast heart, The loyal truth that pulses To a starry drumming of infinite rhythm. Nothing can restrain it! Human words are meaningless, Falling on deaf ears that only seek the guidance of Heaven. A group of souls united In the exploration of worlds, They are the… Continue reading “Love” – Poetry
“Blinded” – Poetry
I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it's bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state… Continue reading “Blinded” – Poetry
“Special Feature! Just because the world is in chaos doesn’t mean it’s too late.”
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