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Christian in Gomorrah “Do you love me?” She said as she rested her head on my shoulder. The party behind us, her eyes soft and lustrous; beguiling, concealing the truth of her feelings; heart of ice that would only grow colder. An angel of death sang enchanting refrains, while she whispered soft promise of free love and the sound of the rock band; rhythmic, pulsating, an abyss awaiting ...
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: `My name is Ozymandias, King ...
Moses of the Mojave words and image by Robert Staniford Icy embrace of night, no cloud conceals the stars, neither neon glow nor halogen spark intrudes against high desert dark. Colours lost in black and grey with hours until the dawning day, the slightest sound can rend the still; distant diamond-back rattle carries... A voice is heard to speak within, Spirit ...
The Motley Press ezine is going to be linked to writingforums.com and lit.org. There's a strong possibility that Hawke will be taking the chair as senior editor and she has expressed a desire to see it as an on-line magazine rather than have it continue in its current pdf format. It's still intended to produce a pdf copy of each issue for the archive. With this in mind I've started experimenting with Wordpress. At the moment I'm using their hosted version to get used to its functions ...
Originally Posted by Baron Beside the Lake Damp twigs adorned with moonlit frost, beneath two long dead trees which mark the start of the steep spiral track; a shapely silhouette dismounts then leads her pony through the dark, beneath the overhanging boughs, to rest beside the frozen lake. Purple eyes, which match the colour of the winter night, ...
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