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An Old House

Posted on May 6, 2014
"An old house
Squats brooding
Amongst weeds and moss.
A gaunt face with huge eyes
Stares from an upper window;
From a room that no longer has
A floor, or a roof."
Beck Sian

A Mirror in a Deserted Hall

Posted on April 8, 2014
"A flicker in the mirror
Over the shoulder
A displaced sigh
Shuffling by.
A glimmer of face
Gliding by, out of place."
Beck Sian
These words were the beginning of my song 'The Mirror in the Deserted Hall', as featured on my 'Ye Olde Silent Inn' CD. Music by Chris Gill.

Hidden in a Garden...

Posted on March 29, 2014
"The shadows grow longer...
Hidden in the garden; hushed from wind,
Your name is coldly exhaled.
Old oaks groan and bend their heads together;
Whispering secrets.
A fish surfaces in the dark pond,
Blowing bubbles between the lilies.
Is someone listening out there, in the darkness?"
Beck Sian.

Words on this thundery night

Posted on March 27, 2014
"A supernatural bride in white
Glides mist-like past the murky moat.
The wringing of hands & hopes lost:
A trail of madness, of sadness"
Beck Sian

More March musing...

Posted on March 12, 2014
"The birch grasps her hair
  With spindly fingers.
  The leaves
  are laughing.
  Ghostly bark against ghostly flesh".
  Beck Sian

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