Tuesday, 8 March 2016

Stained


The snow falls
on your cold blue face.
The blood has dried
and stained your dress made of lace.

Alone in the woods
surrounded by trees dead with frost
The perfect graveyard
for the girl I have lost.

Monday, 21 September 2015

The Lonely Moon

The Lonely Moon

Our love started too late,
and it ended too soon,
And now every time I see you,
I'm reminded of the moon.

It looked so lonely,
Surrounded by stars that looked so bright,
Oh, how I remember the moon,
As we said goodbye that night.



Thursday, 27 August 2015

In a Week

Six days
To get to know you
Five nights
During which my love for you grew
Four moments
To tell you how I feel
Three words
That once said would make everything real
Two kisses
Hidden on my cheek
One chance
That will last much longer than a week

Saturday, 11 July 2015

The Forest Was Too Dark For Her

The Forest Was Too Dark For Her

The room was so quiet 
That the rain could be heard
As it fell from the window
While the wind howled and stirred

The girl sobbed into her pillow
As blood dropped down her hand 
For attention they said
But it was not like this was planned

Scars raked her body
Like roots from a tree
Getting deeper with time
But unlike a tree her 'roots' held no beauty

Her home held no love 
And school was the same
As the teachers turned their backs 
Her classmates turned her depression into a game

They teased and laughed at her faults
They pushed and prdded to see if she'd cry
But she knew that if they saw tears
That next they'd want her to die

So now she's got a pen in her hand
And she's sitting on her bed
With a letter beside her
Written in cursive it said:

This is my goodbye
But it's not filled with love
You might think you deserve that
But not when it's the one thing I've been deprived of

My life is not a toy
Contradictory to what you've always thought
"Keep your hands to yourself"
Was something you were obviously not taught

So here is a lesson
Before I fly away
Try and find something good in someone
Each and every day

She folded the letter 
with the utmost of care
And placed it in a envelope 
Making sure it did not tear

A tear fell from her eyes
And crashed onto her wrist
On top of the blood 
Of which it now kissed

With one last look 
She said goodbye to her life
She walked to her window 
and grabbed hold of a knife

Her skin was so tender 
It wasn't like cutting down a tree
And as she crumpled to the ground
She whispered "at last, I am free."


Wednesday, 22 October 2014

Love and Cruelty


Love and Cruelty

A wolf howls a wounded cry from the hills,
And the ravens caw from the shadowed cave,
All fearing of the one who hunts and kills
The outlaws love and sends it to the grave.
As the stars dance across the blue salt sea,
The wind whispers secrets into the void,
Of the darkness that no one can foresee
That piles up all the love it has destroyed
From thick mist that floats around mountain peaks
Or hail that strikes upon the lonely tree
Hides the truth that no one utters nor speaks
Of  the love that will never be set free
As the night departs and the sun arrives
Love dies and cruelty adapts to survive.

Thursday, 12 June 2014

Cruel Beauty By Rosamund Hodge: Epilogue

Okay so for my novel study at school I chose to read Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge (Its like one of my all time favourite books!) and one of the assignment we had to do was to write and epilogue to the book. Here is mine.

*PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU RE PLANNING ON READING CRUEL BEAUTY*



Cruel Beauty
ROSAMUND HODGE

Epilogue
GRACE FRANKS

Sunlight seeps through the gap between the curtains and falls upon my eyes. The birds outside the window sing their sweet melodic tune and I sigh at the peacefulness of it all. Although the curse The Kindly Ones bestowed upon us has been broken for over a month now, I still, along with, the entire kingdom of Arcadia, smile with delight when the radiant heat of the fire that hangs in the sky like a Hermetic lamp, hits my face. I roll over and find Lux still deep in his dreams. As I watch the rise and fall of his chest, I realize how simple and tranquil my life is now.
“I Love you Dear, but will you please stop watching me while I sleep.” Lux’s deep voice catches me off guard.
“Oh! I’m sorry shall I just walk to the kitchen and slave away in there to cook you a lovely breakfast while you fall back into your dreams?” I tease.
Lux turns on his side and stares into my eyes, his face serious. “You are my dreams, and my desires, and my world, but most of all you are my reality. If one day I do have a dream that I wish to come true, I will wake up and realize that everything I will ever want or need is lying in my bed next to me. Don’t you ever forget that.” He gently leans in and places a kiss upon my forehead.
I can only form three words after that. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Lux whispers in my ear. “However a cooked breakfast does sound good though.”
“That is never going to happen.”
Lux grins. “No, I didn’t think so, but it was worth a try.”
We lay there for a while, heads touching, wrapped in each other’s arms. When suddenly Lux pulls away and sits up.
“We should get married.” Lux declares.
“You forget Dear, we are already married.” I respond.
“Yes, but I wasn’t there. Technically you married a stone man. This wedding would actually mean something. We will stand upon the tithe-rock, give our vows, we may even write our own if we like, and after the ceremony is over we shall celebrate with the people of our kingdom and dance, and eat and live life like it is supposed to be lived!”
“I think it is too late to start following the rules of life now. We may have lost our chance at that a long time ago.” Lux leapt out  of the covers, walked round to my side of the bed and knelt down in front of me.  
“Nyx Triskelion, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife? Not the way we are right now with only papers and signatures to document our matrimony, but with songs and dances and vows and all of the little things that will make our love known to the world. We will have the birds soaring above us in the ocean, we call the sky, and the people of the earth wearing ribbons in their hair and gold chains dangling from their necks to bear witness as I become yours and you become mine. As we become one. Will you marry me?”
“Yes.” It only comes out as a whisper, and I am surprised I even managed that. I believe Lux heard me though, for in an instant his lips are upon mine and we become lost in our own little world.


I sit in front of the mirror as my sister, Astraia, ties my hair up with delicate pins; each one decorated with a miniature ruby. I close my eyes and think back to the first time I ever met Lux. Although I didn’t call him Lux, back then his name was Ignifex and he was trapped, just like the rest of the kingdom by The Kindly Ones and their curse. I cannot believe that after all we have been through Lux and I managed to find love. I remember once, while lounging on the couch in the library, Lux recited a poem.
Thunderous nights and perilous dreams,
Will make the beast begin to scream,
Come save me dear!
Come rescue thy!
The darkness starts to fill the sky,
It crawls and creeps from deep beneath,
The children start to bite with teeth,
The black begins to burn my skin,
The world starts to slowly spin,
Its faster now the light is dim,
Survival’s looking pretty grim
You’ll be safe my dear, it’s quite alright,
But I think it’s time to say Goodnight.

At first I was going to ask Lux, who wrote the poem, but I realized he did. To others, it may be a poem of a mad man speaking of his bizarre fears, or of a man dying and saying that his wife will be okay, but to us it is the Children of Typhon and how, unsuspectingly while almost killing Lux in the process they were the beginning of our love for each other.
Once Astraia is finished with my hair I take a look in the mirror. She has intricately woven miniature roses and ruby pins throughout a long braid that begins on the right side of my head weaves all the way over to the left and falls into loose curls that hang over my shoulder. I stand up and Astraia helps with my wedding dress. Lux chose my dress secretly, so I have no idea what it looks like. I silently worry that I will hate it. Once it is fastened at the back with an array of scarlet ribbons, I position myself in front of the mirror to look at the dress.
Without meaning to, I let out an involuntary gasp. Oh Lux, you can write poetry, serve the Kindly Ones, make me fall in love with you, and you can even pick the perfect wedding dress for your bride. What can you not do? I feel as if I do not deserve you. You wrote and memorized your vows not even a month before the wedding and now, standing here, I have nothing I can say.
The white dress hugs me until it reaches my waist, where it then floats down to the floor elegantly. Rising up like flames across the bodice is an eloquent design of red lace. It curls around my shoulders and reaches down to my waist like leaves falling in autumn. The mesmerizing detailed stitching of delicate roses that climb across my back like the roses that scale our courtyard wall is astonishing.
I am beautiful.
Astraia places my veil over my head and makes sure it stays in place by attaching a garland of roses to it.


I ride a carriage to the village where a sea of villagers was waiting to greet me. The sound of violins playing my favourite song fills the air, and then the crowd dispersed, leaving in their wake a path leading up to the tithe-rock. Standing upon the rock was Lux. He turned around to face me, and at that exact same moment the sun appeared from behind a cloud and sunlight illuminated Lux’s body. He looks like an angel. No he is an angel, and he is about to become mine.
As I take my place beside Lux, I look into his eyes, and his face breaks into a large grin that grows all the way up to his eyes. I cannot help but smile too.
The ceremony begins and my father, before witnesses gives me up freely to Lux and wishes us a life full of happiness and joy. Then the maidens of the village sing hymns to Hera and Artemis. After the hymns, we gave each other a gift. Lux took my hand in his then places a  ring on my finger. I look down and saw that it was a gold ring, of small size that was engraved with a rose vine wrapping itself around it. Right in the middle was a ruby that glistened when the light hit it. I have never seen such a beautiful piece of jewelry in all my life. It makes my gift seem meager in comparison. Astraia passes a box into my hands, that holds Lux’s gift inside. I open the box and take out the gift with care. It is a golden chain of long length, that stops right at his heart. Dangling from the chain is a golden key with a ruby heart embedded in it.
“In our last house you had a key for each room, and only let me in a few. This key is the only key that you will need in our new house and that is the key to my heart.”
“I love you.” Lux whispers, so only I can hear.
“I love you too.” I reply.
We drink from the same cup of wine, Lux holds the cup while I drink. Finally it is time for the vows that will bind us together. Usually we would recite pre-written vows that have couples have been saying for centuries, but since we are technically married, we decided to write our own. Lux says his first.
“The first time I laid my eyes upon you, I knew you were the one. I knew this because of your fiery soul, your loving heart, your deceptive mind and most importantly, even though all of Arcadia loved me with fear, you were the only one that loved me with love.” Lux leaned down and kissed my hand that was clasped in his.
After almost a month of worrying about my vows, I finally know what to say. I take a shuddering breath and speak.“The first time we were married, I was trying to plunge a dagger through your heart any time your back was turned.” I smile at Lux. “After a while though, I learned that killing you would leave a hole in my heart, and would be the death of me.”I take a deep breath. “We may still be foolish, and vicious and cruel, and we never try too hard to be cheerful,” I look up into his eyes and the rest of the world disappears, except  for the light of the sun shining down on us, “But I know we have finally learned how to love.”
Lux envelops me in his arms and we are lost in our kiss.









Thursday, 17 April 2014

Darkness Lingers

Darkness Lingers is inspired by the book Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge.


Darkness Lingers

Thunderous nights and perilous dreams,
will make the beast begin to scream.
Come save me dear!
Come rescue thy!
The darkness starts to fill the sky, 
It crawls and creeps  from deep beneath,
The children start to bite with teeth,
the black begins to burn my skin,
the world starts to slowly spin,
it's faster now the light is dim
Survival's looking pretty grim
you'll be safe my dear,
it's quite alright
but I think it's time to say goodnight.