Burning Eyes

Eyes that burnt burnt for you burnt for me flames devoured everything emotions, dreams a vision of joy of someone given someone so special. Eyes seared with pain a blurred vision of an opaque appearance fleeting glimpses through falling droplets from a river of sadness. Those dreams melted faded away with the passing of time slipping slowly out of reach outstretched fingers frantically grasping for the life that would soon be a memory. Those eyes burned all hope diminished no lies told. The fire continued to flicker the flame will never dim the memories will forever glow in the embers … Continue reading Burning Eyes

Four Matches

‘I done it,’ he called up the stairs. ‘I used four matches – all at once,’ he added. I zipped up and charged down, a deep bass drum pounded inside my chest, and there it was, in all of its flickering amber glory, growing, climbing the sooted chimney, before my white-soled sandal stomped its frightened authority on paper and kindling. As it crackled and spat, and fire clung to my scarred sole, extinguished only by a dance on the tiled hearth, and I asked, ‘What d’you do that for?’ And my little brother replied, ‘Coz you couldn’t do it with … Continue reading Four Matches