Standing,in the half light of the moontouched by elusive fragmentsof dreams.Instincttells me to screambut it is only you.Night terrorsand old friend, returned,to guide me, lost in thisnetherworld.You give me things,I never keep in dawnthey haunt me asunbroken circles becomebroken dreams.Jagged landscape does notcut only saws away at mebut I seek no unkind peace.At least not … Continue reading Standing..: Cassandra Kulay

The snow has turned to slush,The street’s covered in mud,A gentle wind blows, redolentWith the freshness of spring,Soon flowers will bloom andTrees regain their leaves,People will bask in the summerSun and life will be easier forEveryone. The rains begin toFall, creating an icy surfaceThat covers all, puddles areDeep but being outside isJoyous after being trappedIndoors … Continue reading Spring: Cassandra Kulay

When I think of all the timesYou have been there for me,I see across a horizon of time,Life was a lonely journey for me,=I lost purpose but now I am tryingTo find it, the rolling fields of theMind will bring great yields, the Contemplation of the sublime.I could be searching for the endBut I know I … Continue reading Horizon: Cassandra Kulay

Today the sun glints off the snow,deep inside, I feel aglow, thefact of happiness can be known,although the reasons for it can bemysterious, strange as the sadness,the grief that comes and goes, I havespent my life learning to manage,to find some way to dispell thatdarkness, then sometimes the suncomes out, for a particular reasonsometimes, sometimes … Continue reading Sun: Cassandra Kulay

Baby blue, growing up is hard to do,You cry about the world but the worldDoesn’t cry about you. Life is difficultAnd this earth is rough terrain, we doAll we can to mask the pain, you don’tKnow a lot about substance or style,You don’t get much choice in whatMakes life worthwhile. Cradled inSomeone else’s arms, innocent … Continue reading August Feature ~ Cassandra Kulay: The Innocent

Gulls fly overhead, only a fewsignaling summer is almost dead.The first snow kissed the ground,the sun is still warm as when wewalked on the beach, collecting shells.I miss the seascape painted inside mysoul, I miss the feelings that heal myheart, I would know that a new leafis turned, it is just a season that willreturn. … Continue reading August Feature ~ Cassandra Kulay: Seascape

Spider webs form beyond the door,I feel my way without knowing whatI’m looking for, empty memoriesgather dust, I know what I had butnot who I can trust, all this ‘ennuireplacing faith, doubt spins aroundlike a child’s mobile, there is no truedirection, only options and atemporary hope. Shadows slip inand out of one another with thesmoothness … Continue reading August Feature ~ Cassandra Kulay: Room

The sun is lovely, the rainlate coming, sweethearts wander,hand in hand, deaf to what theworld demands.The winter is coming, the icybreath of frost denuding thetrees, romance is sadness,sooner or later, will one or theother leave?Will ideals be tainted, willone's faith grow dim?Think of her always thinkingof him, he looks for solacefrom the solitary whim.If he … Continue reading August Feature ~ Cassandra Kulay: Romance

Remember me, I knew youlifetimes ago, traced your heartbeatthrough skin, muscle and bone,when your eyes danced I knewcomplete happiness, when youwanted to wander and explore,I let you go. Remember me, likea haunting strain of music, a lyricthat speaks to your soul, yourhand reaches out when I am aboutto fall, looking in your eyes I feelunderstood … Continue reading August Feature ~ Cassandra Kulay: Remember