FICTION & POETRY, POEM, POETRY

Falling Leaves…

Watching lovers walk on by

Falling leaves tumble down

Exposing lies and mendacity

Truth laid bare upon the ground

Branches kiss an innocent sky

Eily Nash ~2020

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HYMN TO HER – Eily Nash

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LOVE, POETRY

Goodbye My Lover, Goodbye My Friend

Does it matter who says Goodbye, when we both let love die? Will I remain with you as a memory? And will I think of you and what could not be? At the closing of our days, will we regret there was no other way? For I loved you deeply, I loved you well. The reality of life broke our Magick spell. Goodbye, my lover. Goodbye my friend. My heart is broken, we had to come to such an end.

Eily Nash ~2020


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Lyrics, MUSIC, SONG

These Scars, They Hurt

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Lyrics

It’s getting dark my ghosts are calling
Shadows hang around me just like a dream
This heart is heavy I am full of pain
I’m crying out to you. You don’t ever hear me
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting
It’s getting dark the sky is falling
shadows under me they can hear me breath
My soul it aches tears touching the rain
I’m crying out to you but you don’t ever hear me
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting
It’s getting dark my ghosts are calling
Shadows hang around me just like a dream
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting
I’m a wounded flower
And these scars they sting

*~*~*

 

© Penny’s Scar

 

 

Listen to the sultry sound of Penny’s Scar free on Soundclick now!

 

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WRITING & BLOGGING

Coffee Shop Tales #1

Hello there,

Henry the cat here with a little coffee time tale from my home at the ‘Black Cat Café’ in Providence, Rhode Island. My person Cassie owns the place. Whilst she is busy brewing and baking, I like to curl up on a cosy couch and people watch. Entertaining business for a fabulous feline with an interest in depth psychology.

A quiet Monday, mid morning and I saw her, one that left a mark. A woman of a certain age, nicely dressed and sat there on one of the big leather armchairs. She’d nabbed a place tucked in the corner of the coffee shop. I watched her nursing her cup of strong black coffee, pain etched on her face.

She did not she me. Her eyes were fixed on something or someone in her own private mind movie. I wondered what hurt she was reliving and was it somewhere back in time or a fresh memory? No matter, really. Heartache is heartache. It all hurts the same, be it old or new.

I padded over and jumped up on the seat beside her. Maybe I could help? Sometimes humans find it good to talk, especially to a handsome and understanding chap like myself.

She became aware of my presence and blinked away threatening tears as she came back into the space we shared. But the shutters were down. I had intruded on a private thing. It was if a huge wave of emotion had washed over me and I felt the full force of her pain. She knew and with a shock I realised she resented me for it.

She got up, without giving me a second glance, and walked away trailing her sadness behind her.

~Eily Nash

FICTION & POETRY, MUSIC, SONG, SOUL, Uncategorized

These Scars, They Sting

I am honoured to share the latest songs from  much loved Singer & Songwriter, Penny from Penny’s Scar. Her words are poetry flowing from the heart. Enjoy both lyrics and her haunting voice for free by clicking link to her page on SOUNDCLICK

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It’s getting dark my ghosts are calling

Shadows hang around me just like a dream

This heart is heavy I am full of pain

I’m crying out to you, you don’t ever hear me

I’m a wounded flower 

And these scars they sting

I’m a wounded flower 

And these scars they sting

It’s getting dark the sky is falling

shadows under me they can hear me breath

My soul it aches tears touching the rain

I’m crying out to you but you don’t ever hear me

I’m a wounded flower 

And these scars they sting

I’m a wounded flower 

And these scars they sting

It’s getting dark my ghosts are calling 

Shadows hang around me just like a dream

I’m a wounded flower

And these scars they sting

I’m a wounded flower 

And these scars they sting

Lyrics © Penny’s Scar (2019)

 

 

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Follow Penny on Twitter for her lyrical poetry and sensual, mysterious songs

 

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LOVE, POETRY, Uncategorized

Asphalt Puddle

It is my absolute pleasure to welcome back to EdenDene Books one of my favourite Artists, the beautiful and talented Penny from Penny’s Scar. Her voice transports me to a special place, her vocals are sultry, soft, sexy and lush.Her songs, deep, meaningful, mysterious and touch both heart and soul. Listen for yourself and hear and feel the magic that is Penny’s Scar.

 
 
 
 
Lyrics ~
 
 
Kiss the shadow in the darkness
Paint the sky with rain
I never needed you to love me
Love only causes pain
I don’t know about your magic
Seems it’s gonna fade
Tumbling now through the heartless
Faces changing in front of me
Drowning in this asphalt puddle
There’s waves of smoke from all from all the steam
Break the sorrow of contemplation
Wrap me in the truth
I never needed you to love me
I never needed you
So now I wander aimlessly
I’m guided by the moon
Tumbling now through the heartless
Faces changing in front of me
Drowning in this asphalt puddle
There’s waves of smoke from all from all the steam
I will kiss tomorrow like I kissed yesterday
Hide my heart from the world outside
Keep it under lock and key
I dangle here for you
I’m dangling
Tumbling now through the heartless
Faces changing in front of me
Drowning in this asphalt puddle
There’s waves of smoke from all from all the steam
I never needed you
I never needed you to love me
I never needed you
I never needed you to love me
Tumbling now through the heartless
Faces changing in front of me
Drowning in this asphalt puddle
There’s waves of smoke from all from all the steam
I never needed you
I never needed you to love me
I never needed you
I never needed you to love me
I never needed you
 
Words/music

Penny’s Scar © 2019

 
 
 

    *You can follow Penny on Twitter for all her songs and poetry *

POEM, POETRY, Uncategorized, WRITING & BLOGGING

Rose from a Lover

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Black Rose courtesy of my talented son Ryan Nash

 

 

My true love gave to me a rose.

Intoxicated by the sweetness of its scent 

I did not feel the thorns ripping my flesh,

Until my soul fled…

Leaving my wounded heart to bleed.

 

 

 

© Eily Nash

LOVE, Uncategorized

Fragile Heart

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Knowing she loved him, she gave him her heart.

“Be gentle, it has been broken many times before,” she said.

“Don’t worry, I will hold your heart in my hands,” he smiled.

“I couldn’t take anymore heartache,” she was uncertain.

“Trust me,” he reassured her and reaching out he took her heart. But the warmth was too much and as the heat intensified it became red hot and he dropped her fragile heart.

“So sorry!” he said as he watched it shatter into a million pieces.

It was too late, for she was already dead…

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