Official Author Site Of Ena Whiteraven
Birthed into a foreign world My face so unlike me Caught within the vicious cycle Pure insanity. I recall a droplet On the crystal spiderweb Reminded by the angel Balancing both heart and head. Memories returning, Fighting through the darkened shroud Bursting into consciousness Within the time allowed. In a world apart, I tread the… Continue reading “From the Place Outside Of Time” – Poetry
Buffeting winds! Blades of ice. Light of a candle calls you Courage and strength both fail Hope and joy released as birds Shadows of warmth cruelly mock you - Knees give way to an endless descent With final breath, you cry out From the bottomless pit of death. But what is this? Not oblivion, but… Continue reading “A Lesson From Rock Bottom” – Poetry
It's been quite some time since I posted a personal update here. I turned my site into a kind of online resume where people could read some of my poetry and take a look at my other credits as my career really takes off. However, with the new year, I'm putting together some new… Continue reading “Choose the Light, Be the Light”: Site / Lit. / Personal Update
Please join us online and out in the world. Connect with loved ones and neighbors, strangers and friends. Share this information wherever you can. Even I have been upping my game! Several new pages will be added to this site right away and a new post will debut shortly after this. New personal posts… Continue reading “Special Feature! Just because the world is in chaos doesn’t mean it’s too late.”
He said, "Let there be light!" But was that all? Far from it... The Goddess and the God spin around and around Astaire and Rogers Divine To a celestial harmony Sung by Their Children infinitely. And as They part ways, in that empty space Is the memory of romance eternal They must dance the boundary… Continue reading “Astaire and Rogers Divine” – Poetry
There once was a Man dressed in white Who prayed that his dreams would take flight The angels they heard Of his acts and his words And then made him to labor all night. There once was a Lady from birth Who spoke of her greatness and worth The angels they read Of her heart… Continue reading “The Students” – Poetry
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