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by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Released today by Tales From The Moonlit Path

Seeing Red by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Thank you to the wonderful editors, Carlos and Tricia for their hard work and belief in the craft of writing!

They are with me,
when you are not.
With you we are we,
with them I am three.

You are not free,
and never will be.
To me they are loyal,
I am all they’ll ever need.

Just like you and me,
they are aging rather quickly,
and much faster than I’d wish,
still they give me love and comfort daily.

This Valentine’s Day as I sit lonely,
I’ll not be alone at all.
My pups will be home with me,
love and affection wholly and completely.

(Love Letters Through Time: Write a poem in the form of a love letter. It can be addressed to yourself, to someone special and/or in memory of a person who has passed.Prompt posted by sanaarizvi
for dVerse Poets Pub)

Dear Arthur,

Why has it come about,
that you were birthed
in a time long before mine?

You in a century of swords
and war, castles and knights
and kings, of which you were one.

Me into an ever changing
world of electronic monsters
and political demons.

How is it that my heart
longs for that one whose
bones turned to dust centuries ago?

Where magic and mystery thrived.
When Merlin walked the lands for good
and Morgaine le Fay wove her evil spells.

When kings were revered and strong
horse’s ran with the wind into battle,
and women stood as empty vessels after.

My love you reigned above the decay,
disease and pestilence, the chaotic, human
jealousies to own another’s land, another’s title.

Fifteen centuries ago, to you my heart
has been given. For fifteen centuries
more, with you it shall remain.

A clash of cultures
is to blame
War results
throwing names

Each resolved
their way is right
Gives the humans
a reason to fight

Without war
there is too much growth
The man in charge
takes his oath

Each term it seems
they must pretend
The end for us
they all portend

The world itself
has become too small
Urban sprawl engulfs
old country drawl

Spirit searches
to believe and trust
It matters not
if they are the same as us

Each of us starts
and ends the same
No matter how
we play life’s game

Very happy to announce my short story, “Seeing Red” will be included in the next Bloody Valentine’s Day issue published by TALES FROM THE MOONLIT PATH/HORROR, DARK FICTION, SPECULATIVE FICTION ONLINE MAGAZINE.

Thank you to both Tricia and Carlos for your belief in me and for your support of my work!!

Two come together
against all odds
Obstacles and road blocks
placed there by the Gods

One is committed to
to a long time promise
The other a free bird
searching for a loving harness

Divided by loyalties
red and blue
Debating their values
each passionate and true

Freedom to be
what one is called to be
The other adamantly campaigning
for all they think they ought to be

Differences abide between
these two lonely souls
Their hearts bound together
being together a fantasy goal

Growing old with hearts still young
sometimes they meet in the middle
For love and tight hugs
restrained by societal muddle

While upon the sea
with the stars above
and the hills lost
over the horizon

A beastly sound
arouse from the deep
such as a warrior’s blade
scraping across a rusted ship’s bell

Timid were we
captain, crew and all
our gaze fastened
on the bottomless blue depths

Within my mind
horrid creatures appeared
such as had never been seen
sure was I we’d all soon be eaten

The sound came again
so loud it set our boat a-jar
two more came then
another mimic of the same

Bubbles they splashed
waves swirled around
when a huge whale
lifted his head beside us

Gasped we all did
when he said to soothe us all
“Pardon me boys
I had too many beans with my catch!”

Sunday Confessionals: Dictionary January 26, 2025
Posted by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Intelligence – Having or pertaining to an IQ less than
40.

Question – A word used to produce an inane

countering or rambling response unrelated

to the original query.

Honor – Irrelevance

Empathy – Weak individuals lacking a backbone.

Compassion – An archaic notion used only by Liberals
and Democrats.

Religion – The practice of worshipping misogyny,
bigotry, racism, discrimination and greed.

Loyalty – Love of one’s self exclusively.
(i.e.) Formerly described as narcissism.

Reverence – Any mirror or picture of above titled
person when gazing at it personally.

Hate – Power

Fear – Control

Truth – 1) Something never to be divulged
2) Something incomprehensible
3) Something to be avoided at all cost

Lie – A form of speech adopted by politicians

First snow has fallen it’s one a.m.
everyone is sleeping curled up in their beds
It comes down hard like a long summer’s rain
freezing me into my own private world

A world where palm fronds wave in the wind
never fearing the cold of a winter’s deep freeze
Where warm water laps upon golden pink shores
and seagulls battle for fishing rights below

The air is tinged with the scent of plumeria blooms
and even the storms sent by Lady Ocean herself
leave just enough rain to replenish the splendor
of mountain rainforests and botanical wonders

In winter when the wind steals my breath
and the thermometer promises instant death
My mind retreats to a fantasy world of warm Tradewinds and someone I can call my own