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_______________________________________ Morning Madness As the wind comes  whispering… The woods are lovely, dark and deep, Fall leaves drift  on a tumultuous breeze, Dusk silently breathe’s dawn’s  morning madness. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. Faeries play at masquerade, donning gowns of gossamer.. Dusk silently breathes dawn’s morning madness. London Inverness  and Derry call the Fey…

He took her hand and led her back through the mist of time… to a forest filled with amber leaves  and wood smoke skies. They came upon a half timbered house, with a kettle on the fire. On the table, brown bread,  red roses… and half a bottle of wine. “It’s been so long.” he…

Hebrides Moon: Second Poetry Challenge – The Pantoum 🙂 10 Words used: doubts / cloud / words / paradise / voice / leaving / seamless/ behind / over / beginning “Beginning Over“ My doubts cloud my wordsas I seek a return to paradiseIt seems I’ve heard that voice againhe’s calling me home. As I seek a return to paradisethis leaving’s become inevitablehe’s calling me…

A Bit of nonsense…by Christine Wichman (c) September 2014 ********************** In my wildest dreams,  nothing’s as it seems… I find Alice chasing butterflies, and rabbits, just the same. She says she talks to angelsSays they all know her name… I tell her I talk to them too, call them by their names; Gabriel, Michael, Jophiel, and Metatron, “I see…

Emerald City Bound North of the Kansas plains, long past Nebraskan corn fields… lies an island of apples, mystic and magical. Lorded over by a Lady in Pink, Who travels by bubble, keeping souls out of trouble… and teaching scarecrows to think! Lifted up by  Moonglow and Fairy dust, she drifts over distant seas to an edge beyond an edge,…

Promise Me Magic   In the time beyond before…a ceaseless soul retired with her love above the ethers.They built a home in the clouds of forest and sand,a home that stretched between nine lands… With sheep that bleat, and cows that moo,creatures living as humans do,with rights and wrongs justified,with hearts that bled and lungs that cried… In harmony no…

Cold November Shame ~ A Murder Mystery by Christine Wichman c. July 2014 London, England  November 29th, 2014 A string of chauffeured luxury cars made their way to One Cornwall Terrace, the most prestigious address in London.   British Socialite, Lulu Dagger was hosting an elegant dinner party honoring the return of her beloved husband…

——— Lady Birdweather and the Bellatrix of Orion ~ By Christine Wichman c. 2014 This story is dedicated to Ruby & Dahlia, and the muse! Visuals and Concepts can be found here: ********************** Once upon a time in a cave beyond the Sea, there dwelled a den of misplaced Nobility… A Countess, A Queen and…

The White Mission  By Christine Wichman c. 2014 (written June 2014) (Deserted, in a Desert with no name…) Miss Lucy Howe Miss Lucy Howe stood on the vast causeway, her dotted skirt blowing up with the dusty winds, desolate, abandoned and utterly alone. Exiled from her Great Aunt Lucinda’s Estate, and shipped off to the…

 ————————————————— “Dragon Cloud Tea” by Christine Wichman c. January – March 2015Photos are taken from Pinterest ************************************ The sky was grey and the streets were wet, as Jade entered her grandfather’s restaurant. “Why you so late? Guests coming. Tea not ready.” “I’m sorry Grandfather, I missed my bus and had to walk.” “Why you not…