Breathe

Alas, I abandon the desires of the heart

Passion and Love have no place in this desolate heart

Ravage my inner soul and take my breathe

The Void within in my soul will not go unredeemed

I cling to this sorrow but believe

My duration of pity will banish from my being

Awake all the while to the fascination of True Love

Breathe! Endure this affliction I will

Alas, I have spoken my revelation

Breathe! The torment is fleeting from my conscience

            - Copyright © 2007 Karin A. D’Aunoy


Photo taken from website: Joanne Castelli Castor painting
http://fineartamerica.com/featured/i-can-hear-her-breathing-joanne-castelli-castor.html

The Painter of Your Dreams

Time has taken me to this sanctuary

Morbid truth, precious memories set adrift

A Multitude of dreams find me here

Knowing the path He has laid before me

The garden of creation bids my welcome

The entrance to a paragon of pure love

The fountain of splendor captivates my heart

Freedom to move, freedom to love forever

The union of two souls, an ordained covenant 

Come fly with me, the painter of your dreams...

  - Copyright © 2007 Karin A. D’Aunoy

Empty Chairs

He contemplates his future sitting in a room full of empty chairs. His thoughts travel through the many years of tormented struggle within his being..........

*The beginning to a short story for my Creative Writing Group.


note to self: Take a picture and paint a story around it