Ever wondered what lurks in the shadows? - I have. My earliest memories were of shadows—how they lived all around us, lurking there, sometimes threatening. I also never understood why a shadow followed me, and when I looked into the darkened corners, I sensed both trepidation and movement. They haunted me. I didn’t understand it, and I certainly didn’t like it! As a little girl, when I asked my daddy to explain, he told m...

Whispers carried into the night. Shadows creeping filled with delight. Angered words thrown in your face. A battered spirit left in disgrace. You hide from the pain you feel inside. But no more tears they've all been cried. Shadows with claws seem to tear apart. What little is left of your broken heart. Each day goes slowly, but always ends. You seem to shrug it off, or playing pretend. A battle fought that you can't win....

Through an ignorant sex ritual, attempting a new thrill, we had unwittingly opened the gate, allowing entities of shadowy darkness to gain a foothold in our realm. Of the seven of us, only I remained, my friends consumed and possessed by the vile, evil monstrosities of nightmare. Somehow unaffected by the demonic horrors that consumed them, eating their souls, I watched, paralyzed, as the thing that was once my friends fi...

Beams of lazy light sink into poolsas amber droplets cascade and puddle,shimmering on the rain-streaked asphalt,chasing away the nightone street-light at a time. The rustling branches of overhanging treeslike secretive whispers in the darknessbow and sway in the evening breeze,their leaves wearing the beads of rainlike the diamonds of queens. Your heels click on the dark,glossy sidewalk as you half-skip acrossthe drenched...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.You are a kiss and a whisper away,Floating in the the streetlight's ethereal orangeThat soaks the walls whilstTree shadows dance and skitterIn autumnal gusting windsIn striking silhouette across my room,Smoking away from the glowing wickOf the not quite unquenched candleBefore it bursts back into flame andToasts the dusty air to...

The shadows of the night claw desperately to these rocks,Roiling in fear at the thought of the breaking of DayAs it pours blinding light and heat over the soil and moss,Rending the darkness into pieces,Exploding the monsters to nothingness,Squeezing rainbows into the dewdropsBefore wiping them up and consigning them to feral history.These grey-green morning mists choke the earthBefore they are made pure whiteAnd are scorc...

The lamplight glows across the face of my dreamsAs reality hides from these ragged, ripped seams.A kiss in the shadows and the touch of your handIs all that I crave in this dreaming wasteland.These fears flee your smile as I think of your face,And I know I abide without shame and disgraceAs I lie in your arms and I hear your heart beat;In my endless desires rest your passionate heat.Do not look upon me, or the shape I am...