Love’s Sacrifice – part 10

On August 20, 2016August 21, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry6 Comments

I do not care
his sins.
They have no hold
over me,
nor will they
have any hold
over him.
I choose him.
To hold him,
love him,
free him.
Take your token,
keep your promise.
I chose to embrace darkness
so he can see the light
within.

This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.

Part 9 <—> Part 11

Love’s Sacrifice – part 9

On August 20, 2016August 24, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Uncategorized4 Comments

fantastic winter forest shadows at night — Desktop Nexus: Fantastic winter forest shadows at night

The choices we make,
chances we take.
Right or wrong
is the cost worth
the price?
Some wait in the wings,
watching,
judging.
Never taking that first step.
The fear of the unknown,
of being alone,
to great.
Waiting for someone else
to give them direction,
strength.
All the while hating,
despising,
those with courage,
a will of their own,
perceived freedom
to be alone.
Not understanding
while fearless outside,
the same doubt,
fear
dwells within.
The choice is,
will always be,
give into those fears,
remain in the darkness,
allow others
to own your soul,
or break free.
Live
Love
Make those choices
on your own.

Part 8 <—> Part 10

Love’s Sacrifice – part 7

On August 19, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry5 Comments

*Laughter fills the night.*
He knows nothing of love.
Cruelty
Pain
Death
These are what he is,
what he is made of.
Do you think you,
a mere human,
can change the
unchangeable?
Demon spawned,
born of darkness and hate.
He will never see the light,
will never know how to
love
Although…
he may know freedom.
If you give me a
gift.
One that you treasure most.
Give it to me freely
and I may
…consider
releasing him from his bonds.
Just a small token
is all I ask.
Will you acquiesce
or is your love not worth your
life?

This is something that came to me yesterday while driving. I was listening to Phil Collin’s In The Air Tonight. I let it simmer overnight and began writing this morning with that song playing in the background. The poem seems to have taken on a life of its own. What will her answer be?

Part 6 <—> Part 8

Love’s Sacrifice – part 6

On August 19, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry9 Comments

895981-bigthumbnail — Desktop Nexus: Kiss

To embrace darkness
is to be lost.
I do not wish to be lost
yet I will not give you
what you want.
There is no hatred in my heart,
no guilt to be found
for none has been earned.
I came here
free of will.
I chose to follow
that which you do not have.
I chose to follow
my heart.
I chose love.

Part 5 <—> Part 7

Love’s Sacrifice – part 5

On August 19, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry5 Comments

You beg me?
You who betray me,
defy me
at every turn?
Your promises
mean nothing.
You already belong to me
and now so does
she.
You have only yourself
to blame.
What happens next
is your doing.
She will embrace the darkness
or she will be lost.
There is no other recourse,
there is nothing you can say
or do
to change my mind.
I will not be ignored by you
any longer.
Your punishment will be
to live with your guilt,
with her hatred,
for the rest of
eternity.

Part 4 <—> Part 6

Love’s Sacrifice – part 4

On August 18, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry10 Comments

NO!
You have taken everything from me.
My freedom,
my will,
my soul.
I beg of you,
do not take my sanity,
my heart.
Do not tarnish that which is so
pure.
I will give you whatever you wish,
obey your every command
if only you release her.
Please,
My Lady,
do not do this.

Part 3 <—> Part 5

Love’s Sacrifice – part 3

On August 18, 2016August 19, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Poetry6 Comments

Why do you haunt me so?
I banish you from my waking thoughts
only to dream of you in restless sleep.
Your cold blue eyes
see deep into my mind,
my soul.
Your touch sears me
leaving me craving more.
I no longer fear you
and that terrifies me.
The shadow deepens,
we are not alone.
There is another,
a presence with in.
Full of malice,
ill intent.
Who is it?
What does it want from me?
Where have you gone?
Save me
before I am
lost.

Part 2 <—> Part 4

Love’s Sacrifice – part 2

On August 18, 2016August 18, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Uncategorized8 Comments

Stunning Eyes and Face

Desktop Nexus: Stunning Eyes and Face

You think you know me,
what I am,
what I can do.
Do not judge me
by my actions.
You do not know my story,
who owns my soul.
I am a puppet
with an unforgiving master
who know my weakness.
Who knows about
You.
I frighten you?
Good.
Your fear will keep you safe,
protected
from creatures made of darkness.
From me.

Part 1 <—> Part 3

Love’s Sacrifice – Part 1

On August 18, 2016August 18, 2016 By HeidiIn Creative Writing, Flash Fiction, Poetry13 Comments

You don’t think I see you
lurking in the shadows,
watching,
waiting.
I remember what you did.
Remember with vivid clarity
every
agonizing
detail.
Your cold eyes
haunt my dreams,
my waking hours.
Go back to the shadows
where creatures of darkness
dwell.
Go back
and haunt me no more.

Part 2

Daily Prompt: Obsessed

On August 12, 2016 By HeidiIn Free Write, Poetry3 Comments

via Daily Prompt: Obsessed

You say you don’t love me
I know that is not true
How can you ignore
What I see so clearly
The one you say you love
is not the one you need
I am what you need
I should be the air you breath
If it is the last thing I do
I will make you see the truth
I will take you away
from those who would keep you from me
I will hold you in my arms
show you what it means to be truly loved
Hate me now
but you will see
In the end there will be no doubt
I am the one
In the end
there will only be me

This is in response to a daily prompt I receive in my feed every day. The image in my head was from my first book, funnily enough called Obsessions. LOL It is Shane’s thinking when it comes to Kirsten because he is obsessed with her.

To See What I See

Tag: Poetry