Monthly Archives: November 2015

shadows in Earthlight – a carvery of hearts

Posted on November 30, 2015 by Frank

ephemeral a bright memory flutters ungrasped jasmine on my windowsill a dream (together or separate – I’m not sure) rain of meteors (O) presaging (O) drain of blood /^\ /^\ /^\ /^\ Grammar and Humour a Highland greeting – but … Continue reading →

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Goddesses of Love, Lust and Liberty

Posted on November 29, 2015 by Frank

Jacquotte Fox Kline’s new fantasy trilogy Down Deep Inside blends Christian and ancient Greek mythologies, establishing between Heaven and Hell a city-realm in Elysium where Aphrodite rules over a renegade New Order of succubi and incubi. This is a matriarchal … Continue reading →

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Who is Supergirl

Posted on November 27, 2015 by Frank

Kara has lost everything. She has lost her mother, her father, her home, her whole planet even. With the irrational guilt of a survivor, she may have “characteristic symptoms including anxiety and depression, social withdrawal, sleep disturbance and nightmares, physical … Continue reading →

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That Shattering Night

Posted on November 24, 2015 by Frank

This one follows A Star Ignited. Blissful was that shattering night the stars like frozen tears A prisoner of kryptonite for four heart-aching years Set free at last to live her life without false mortal fears Beautiful, androgynous her nameless … Continue reading →

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but who will worship you

Posted on November 20, 2015 by Frank

‘no matter how you hate me; I will die I will not be forgot! a spirit of the air! but who will worship you?’ she asked, ‘not I ‘though you be the first and only man – and, why, even … Continue reading →

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The sin of pride

Posted on November 19, 2015 by Frank

Was it the sin of pride that set Lilith against Adam, and against God? Did she lack sufficient humility to accept her place in Eden’s hierarchy? Or did she perceive an injustice that she could not in good conscience accede … Continue reading →

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Just X Found

Posted on November 17, 2015 by Frank

A voice rang out, too distant to be heard A wordless song, too complex for a bird Calling, calling, it couldn’t be ignored Calling, calling, a sweet harmonic chord A dark-eyed girl stood listening, bemused Her tattered clothes a-glistening, infused … Continue reading →

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Beneath the Cooling Sun

Posted on November 12, 2015 by Frank

This one follows A Frightened Girl, Our Hero. From brink of death wrenched back to life with alien strength reborn A savage passion in her heart she stood to face the dawn The angel who had mended her with warmth … Continue reading →

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the banquet before her

Posted on November 12, 2015 by Frank

Over on Dragonscale Clippings, Freya Pickard has been publishing cinquains – which I always assumed meant five-line poems, à la quintain, but the modern definition is more specific and refers to a non-rhyming sequence of lines with 2, 4, 6, … Continue reading →

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A succubus sat on a rock

Posted on November 11, 2015 by Frank

A succubus sat on a rock Wearing naught but a short summer frock Singing, ‘All I adore! I’m so wet! Give me more! I am craving sweet pussy and cock!’ Her victims she threw in the sea She cried to … Continue reading →

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