environment
-
A balm upon an angry wound A quite impromptu hymn A whisper amongst shouting The silence of the din. A caress amongst the beatings A tear that grazes stone A single bird without a cage A mending of the bone. A sparkle in the velvet A well in barren land A lily in the valley…
-
The first post in “The True Sacred Space” series is up on S.D. My new short story is going into its second draft. News on one of my older writing projects is also forthcoming.
-
A new series is debuting on Superlative Deviation. It’s going to be lots of fun!
-
I awoke one day to find a cryptic lie had seized my mind. I awoke one day to see illusions claiming I was free. I awoke one day to feel the seven deadly, putrid seals. I awoke one day to think how near my soul came to the brink. I awoke one day to do…
-
While I am still querying agents for my first novel, I’m also considering releasing the poetry book through another medium. My goal is still to be traditionally published, as there truly is no such thing as “self-publishing”. In my spare time, I’ve also discovered other educational resources which I will share at a future…
-
Originally posted on Superlative Deviation: Life With Meaning, Life With Joy: Subscribe to Alura’s Angels and read the latest Angelic Herald. Very important info addressed to those who truly believe in the Heavens. https://alurasangels.com/featured-content/angelic-herald-october-2021-it-unravels/
-
…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 no…
-
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…
-
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…
Ena Whiteraven 