Lust

The scent of you

Hangs in the air

Fragrant memories linger

I wish would stay

Together our sparks ignite

Apart the flames still flicker

Our melting points converge

In a pool of lust and desire

Randall Wiley (2020)

A hot write from my charming and talented Texan friend 🔥

I love his poetry, you can find more over on Twitter.

Sweetest Shadow

Something sexy soft and sultry for the weekend, My Loves. Set the lights down low, let the drinks flow and listen to the magic that is the wonderful Penny from Penny’s Scar as her mysterious music washes over you, like warm waves on a moonlit beach. And if you happen to be with your Lover, then blend into each other and dance to the rhythm of the night ✨

Sweetest Shadow is free to listen & download on the Soundclick Platform. Enjoy!

Lyrics
Hiding in the dark my sweetest shadow
gripping the pain that keeps you tied and bound
Just turn the page and ride on
Broken promises will only hold you down

Wounded by
These scars they come alive
keep on walking
Through another thunderstorm
Oh the fire the high it came to love
Cause all thats thru oh just let it go
I never love the sounds that keep you crying
Since the darkness won’t leave you alone
Alone

Hiding in the dark my sweetest sorrow
That sinking feeling holding you down
Try to chase away all of the bad things
That’s crushing you leaves you on the ground
The ground

Wounded by
These scars they come alive
keep on walking
Through another thunderstorm
Oh the fire the high it came to love
Cause all thats thru oh just let it go
I never love the sounds that keep you crying
Since the darkness won’t leave you alone
Alone

Wounded by
These scars they come alive
keep on walking
Through another thunderstorm
Oh the fire the high it came to love
Cause all thats thru oh just let it go
I never love the sounds that keep you crying
Since the darkness won’t leave you alone
Alone

© Penny’s Scar

Gypsy Woman

I’d like to share for your delectable delight some smoky hot words from the pen of my talented Texan friend & writer, Randy … Enjoy!

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I met a gipsy woman

Who lit a flame inside my heart

Which soon became a fire

That raged both day & night

She said her name was Scarlet

In a sexy velvet voice

Then she sang a song so sweet

My soul began to melt

Scarlet Fire

Red hot desire

Take me higher

Into your fire 🔥

✍️🥀 Randall Wiley

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Beautiful Song

Hello My Lovelies,

I would like to share something with you. ‘Beautiful Song’ by my dearest friend, multi talented singer/songwriter Penny from Penny’s Scar. She is an amazing Indie Artist. It would mean a lot to me if you would kindly share her work. Blessings, Eily x

This is such a gorgeous song, poetry in musical motion. Listen to the super sexy, sultry, soft and sensuous tones was over you and Enjoy!

Listen & Download for free from the Soundclick Platform

Lyrics & Music by Penny’s Scar
Color me in your shadow
Feel your body close to mine
All the anger is gone
Breaking my soul
All that I have loved
Has loved me not

Crawling out of of this
Wounded heart
Such a beautiful song
All for love
Such a beautiful song
All for love

Cover me in your sadness
Feel desire clenching the night
All the anger is gone
Breaking my soul
All that I have loved
Has loved me not

Crawling out of of this
Wounded heart
Such a beautiful song
All for love
Such a beautiful song
All for love
Such a beautiful song

Color me in your shadow
Feel like crying all the time
All the anger is gone
Breaking my soul
All that I have loved
Has loved me not

Crawling out of of this
Wounded heart
Such a beautiful song
All for love
Such a beautiful song
All for love
Such a beautiful song

Color me in your shadow
Feel your body next to mine

Skinny Dipping

I am super excited and proud to share the creative work of the fabulous Katie Magnet, Twitter Star and  the most beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure to meet. I simply love her, her spirit, her courage and her soul.

 

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I see you watching, from the shore

Wanting, needing, so much more.

Wondering, just how deep,

You need to plunge, to feel my heat.

I know, you want my caress.

To feel me encase every inch of flesh.

I need my love to come to me,

Dive in to the very core of me.

Feel me touch, your smooth skin.

Take you, surround you, deeper in.

Lose control and ride the tide.

Feel me, need me, for all time.

Dive deeper,dance with my soul.

As two become one and whole.

Join with me, as our spirits soar

And we disappear from the shore.

Katie Magnet x   c.2013

 

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I Could Write You…

I could write you into stories, poetry or ryhme. Or I could say I think of you all the time. I could say I love you, like the stars love the night. Or how the Earth craves Sun Light. Yet I keep the secrets of us locked in my heart, lest such things cause it all to fall apart.

Eily Nash ~2020

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Strands of Love

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Words flowed delicately from the Poet’s heart to the pen in his hand.

He would write the lustre of his Enchantress into immortality.

For she brought him gifts of desire laced on strands of love 🌹

Eily Nash ~2020

✨Find my books on Amazon✨

I Feel Just Like A Splinter

I am delighted to share with my dear Readers a beautiful song from my much loved friend, Penny from Penny’s Scar. She is an accomplished poet and lyricist, writes her own songs and music. This is one of my favourites. Her voice is sultry, smoky, sensual and the Lady is very sexy!
Have a listen and immerse yourself in the magick that is Penny’s Scar …
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Lyrics
Don’t want to feel lost inside
I run through the dark
The mask I wear and the pain I hide
Falling from my heart
I’m bleeding in the shadows
Cover me in shades of blue
I feel just like a splinter
That’s tearing me in two
In away it’s crazy
I don’t want to sleep
Cause the silence
It keeps scraping me believe
Don’t wanna stay here alone
I found a key on the floor
And honestly it hurts
The only thing I’ve ever known
I’m tangled falling on the floor
I’m broken
Wading through this storm
I feel just splinter
It’s tearing me into
In away it’s crazy
I don’t want to sleep
Cause the silence
It keeps scraping me believe
Don’t want to fall in between
Reading old love letters
All I’ll ever want or need
Hold onto me forever
I’m bleeding in the shadows
Cover me in shades of blue
I’m broken
Can I just hold onto you
I feel just like a splinter
It’s tearing me in two
In away it’s crazy
I don’t want to sleep
Cause the silence
It keeps scraping me believe
In away it’s crazy
I don’t want to sleep
Cause the silence
It keeps scraping me
I feel just like a splinter
It’s tearing me into
Feel just like a splinter
Can I hold onto you
To you
Like a splinter
© Penny’s Scar
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Whispers…

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And I loved him.

In that secret place

Where only the Soul hears the whispers of the heart.

And he?

I was no more the a safe space

A moment in time, shared.

I heard him cry in the wilderness.

Reached out my hand…

For a while he clung to me, but then feeling strong, he set me free…

And I?

Well, I could sink and die or just accept it was what it was.

Move on with my life, knowing I had loved…

Ohh… how I loved…

Him.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

Tears from the Moon

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‘Why did my Prince leave me so?’ I searched the sky, looking for reasons why.

The Stars, one by one, put out their Light and tears fell from the Moon.

‘Princess, it is not for us to tell,’ whispered the West wind.

And I?

Shrouded in a blanket of the dark heart of night, could only cry…For my Sin in loving him…

Still💔

Eily Nash~2020

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Cashmere Kisses

I closed my eyes, felt the touch of her cashmere kiss upon my face as she traced my lips with velvet finger tips. In that moment, I was lost. There was no going back. My gentle Lady had wrapped me in a gossamer blanket of love.

Eily Nash ~2020

All Alone

 

 

 

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All alone…

I held the hurt, I held the pain and all their sorrows

I saw such horror, and tears that fell as bitter rain

I stood tall, whoever they were, I Protected them all

 

All alone…

With rocks and stones began building my fortress home

Wanting to shout, wanting to yell but who could I tell

I was not living, I was burning in hell

 

All alone…

The dreams shook me from my sleep

Mind Movies, play again, they never cease

There is no peace, the trauma runs too deep

 

All alone…

One dark day the storm clouds came riding in

I looked down from the Tower I had built so high

The edge of a precipice, I fall or find my wings and fly

 

All alone…

Saturated by sorrow, I could hold no more

My Tower was now a prison and not a sanctuary

I had lost the key and was afraid to open the door

 

All alone…

My broken heart began to race, tomorrow I could not face

I believe an Angel of Light heard the calling of my Soul

On wings of Love she took me to blue skies above

 

No longer alone…

I was in a diaphanous castle in the Sky

The answers to my questions, all the reasons why

All the brutality, needless deaths and goodbyes

 

No longer alone…

A Lady of infinite beauty listened patiently as it all poured out

First a whisper and then a shout. Kindness too much to bare

The dam burst, I saw in her eyes such tender love and care

 

No longer alone…

Reflected in the eyes of the Goddess of all Humanity

I saw such deep empathy, compassion and love…I saw me!

I saw the rhyme and reason, watched my life unfold

 

She whispered my story needed to be told

So those walking a Protector’s path far from Home

Know they are Divinely Protected and NEVER alone

 

For we come from Love and will return to Love. Only Love is real.

 

Eily Nash ~2020

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Summer Love

Blessed by blue skies on a sultry Summer day, I lay upon a lush green lawn in my English Country garden. The scent of Honeysuckle and Jasmine hang sweetly on the air, blending with Roses and Lavender. Such delicate fragrances delight the senses. They are dancing to the soft calling of birds and the low humming of nectar gathering bees. A Ray of Light playfully glints through rustling Beech Tree leaves and I watch Swifts riding the breeze. So high, soaring to the edge of blue. Soft caresses of sunlight are kissing my skin.

I close my eyes and dream of you.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

Enigmatic Eyes

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She was a Writer, weaving stories around the emotions she read in others. He was a charming enigma. Eyes, deep as the cold North sea. She searched their dark depths, looking for answers but chose to leave her unasked question hanging in the air.

Who or what had poisoned his heart to love? Would he tell? She doubted that. A mystery she would have to unravel, as with a greedy ear she anticipated listening to the tales he may or may not share.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

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Mysteries of Love

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He lay down his head to sleep with a secret his heart did keep. Beneath the dark blanket of night the mysteries of love revealed that which by the light of day was concealed. Lovers locked in each others arms. He was entranced by a Sorceress and her bewitching charms ✨

Eily Nash~ 2020

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Quantum Fields

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Tell me my love, what is the essence of us?

Where do you begin and I end?

There is no Alpha nor Omega on the bridge across forever.

For I hold you in the heart of my very Being as if you were I, and I you. We come together as One.

Two charged particles of Light, meeting and merging in a quantum field in the dark heart of night.

Who could understand the mysteries of what the eye cannot see?

Only the secrets of the Soul can set free Love that lives and breathes across eternity.

Eily Nash

Hymn To Her

Good Morning WordPress World 😀

Thank you for reading and following my blog. Here is a little treat for poetry lovers, my book ‘Hymn To Her’ is free to download on Kindle ebookstoday.

Enjoy!

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The Ballad of the Magical Music Man

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“He’s in you, He’s in me…The gentle breeze rustling through the trees and sun kissed rain falling upon storm tossed seas”

The open road can be very long when you are weary and have travelled way too far with a heavy burden of baggage of life slung on your back. I see by your eyes you are tired and alone, so come join me, sit down. Warm your bones by my fire. Kick back, rest for a while. Hear me strum my guitar, we’ll serenade the night by the light of the moon and soft starlight. I can offer you to sup the fruit of the vine, some elderflower wine, maybe a drop of Moonshine, or Dandelion beer? Whatever your choice, a cup of good cheer.

In the words of my song, there’s a tale to be told, my story is not new but a ballad of old. You see I have walked this path for many a year and many a traveller has greedy an ear to sit down and share good food sizzling on the pan and hear the music retell the ‘Ballad of the Magical Music Man’.

He was the stranger I met outside my tent, just like you, when my soul was rent, and this old heart has been broken in two. Chanced upon me singing the blues for those feeling old, battle worn and ravaged by time, strumming their stories in words and in rhyme.

He sat down beside me, kicked off his travelling boots and warmed his toes by the fire. I noticed the flames grew brighter and quite a bit higher. I saw the smile in his eyes, they laughed at it all, the highs and the lows, just how we can fall and how we can soar. Take flight, feeling fear like a Doe or face the good fight with a Lion’s roar.

“Met them all, without judgement,” he said, “those fizzing with life and the walking dead! Saw deep in their hearts and souls, secrets long buried, so easily read.”

The Magical Music-man? I asked where was he from? He grabbed a banjo and just started to strum. Asked where he was heading? His cobalt eyes looked to a star strewn sky, “How’s that for bedding?!’” Came his enigmatic reply.

The tales he could tell brought laughter and tears. Taught you enjoy your life and face your fears. He’d easily pick up and play many a tune on a tin whistle, a flute lute or lyre. By the light of moon and fading campfire. He’d make a Mandolin sing with plaintive desire. Told me he’d climbed the Himalayas, played both Bowls and Tingsha in Tibetan Temples on the roof of the World and the Banjo in the mountains of Appalachia. Said he’d sat with Siddhas at the banks of the Ganges and strummed a Sitar, then crossed the Mississippi to Memphis with his guitar. There was not a sight he had not seen, nor a place he had not been.

He was a Wizard, a Seer, both Mage and the Sage. He was an innocent child, and as old as time, a conundrum, paradox and rhyme. The soft, mountain stream, the sun on your face. He understood the rage of righteous might and black bayou’s in the dark heart of night. A gift of Grace and not of this time or this place.

When he left, I was a better man for him finding me when I had lost my way, pray one day he finds you too. The Magical Music Man, he’ll see right through you and set you straight on the path that is meant to be. No hiding, no defence or false pretence.

It’s no surprise he gave no name, without sin, without blame, the Magical Music Man? An Angel in disguise. A guiding Light through life’s dark night, illuminating God in you and God in me…The gentle breeze and the storm-tossed seas.

© Eily Nash

Extract from my latest collection of short stories, on Amazon now!

 

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“With threads of silver and gold, she worked at her loom creating a tapestry of love and life. Such is the art of the Word Weaver. ”

A beguiling collection of 33 tales exploring the multi faceted aspects of love and connection in interpersonal relationships. With just a touch of magic and a hint of the supernatural woven in.

From the pen of Author Eily Nash, the definitive collection of her short stories.

I for INFJ

I am so excited to be part of this new anthology of #INFJ #Poetry. I actually cried reading the words the editors penned about my contributions. The Kindle version is available for pre-order, release date tomorrow! Paperback to follow on Sunday.

Did I say I was excited?!! 💕😀💕

Song of the Siren

In shallow waters he teased and played, enticing hungry bodies to lust and fall to sin. Then with practiced ease, no remorse or backward glance, he would callously walk away, leaving heartache in his wake. Broken shells and shattered dreams on the empty shore of love.

Until the fateful day he heard the Siren’s warning call.

‘Beware the beautiful mind that draws you in.’

Intrigued by the beguiling deep, he slowly waded into the stillness of the sea, thinking he was free to ebb and flow and ride the tide, like the Starfish on the beach.

Yet each time he heard the song of the Siren, he went further until there was no ground beneath his feet.

Falling

Falling

Siren calling …

Who could save a drowning man from his own desires as he became a willing prisoner to the deep?

Eily Nash

Find my books on http://www.amazon.com/author/eilynash

Wicked Games …

With sea green eyes, you taunt and tantalise. They dream and fantasise as you tease, you please, bring the unsuspecting to their knees. Behind an enigmatic smile, hides deceit & guile. Such wicked games you innocently play, then coldly walk away. The lying enemy within, whispers Love is a sin.

Eily Nash

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Night’s Magick

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Meet me on the field of dreams
Where nothing is as it seems
Deep in the realms of dark fantasy
Desire brought us together in reality
Summoned by power of Witch light
Love and lust lit up the heart of night
Dawn broke & the cold light of day
Crept in to steal night’s magic away✨

Eily Nash

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ALEXANDER WALLIS

One of my favourite Authors is Alexander Wallis, his book ‘The Way Knight’ is simply the best Fantasy Novel I have read, he writes lyrical prose with such depth, making even the dark and dangerous beautiful. I found out he is also an accomplished poet and am so excited Alex is sharing his verse with us on Edendene Books.

 

 

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Alexander Wallis

 

 

JUST AS A CANDLE

Just as a candle doth soft bestow its light

And cast about its promise, even deeper pools of night

Thus is a whispered knowledge, sweet insight

Cast without sound to make the heart excite.

Shadows like robes may clothe our souls tonight

Sorrows and foes may every moment blight

Yet stars have a constellation, to hope ignite

They do not chose, but know them at first sight.

 

 

THE VAMPIRE QUEEN LENORA

From the ancient castle sung

The vampire queen, Lenora.

Her song evoked the tragedies

Of every soul who saw her.

Ravens were her company

And spiders were her spies,

And by her side a blind man stood

Whose blood trailed from his eyes.

‘Oh, Lenora. Marry me!’

Her knight, Cervantes, dared.

He had scaled the battlements

Black roses in his pail.

‘Be not alone, for I have roamed

The kingdom in thy name.

Of all your knights, I love you best.

Deny me not – for shame.’

Lenora’s lips revealed her teeth

Her eyes sad as the grave,

‘Cervantes, do you see the man

Upon the palisade?’

Cervantes looked but only saw

A titan hewn from rock

‘But that is just a statue

And it has a cherub’s cock.’

The queen picked out a single rose

Plucked petals to the bone

‘I must possess me such a man

Be he God, or hewn from stone.’

‘Mi’lady,’ her brave champion growled

‘No perfect thing can love

For it is pain and weakness that

Stirs feelings from above.’

Lenora kissed her knight, ‘Good sir,

I do treasure your valour

But I must find the perfect king

Such as stands upon yon tower’

And so the knight stood lowly watch

While Lenora’s voice took flight

Both with longing in their hearts

In the dark song of the night.

 

 

WINTERS ROSE

Snow falls upon a rose

Season of immortality.

Winter’s kiss on frosty beauty

Petal and thorn adorned equally.

Snow and rose – a perfect moment

Ravaged by time and mortality.

Snow dies, young rose lives on

Will you remember me?

 

 

The Way Knight is available as both paperback & Kindle editions on Amazon

 

This was my review:-

“I am the crown of eternal stars, I am the armour forged from scars…”

Just finished reading this brilliant Dark Fantasy tale and am in awe of the author’s writing skill, it is a masterclass in storytelling.

This was my first foray into the dark fantasy genre and I was not sure if it would be for me, but from the first page I was gripped, staying up into the small hours reading, total immersed in the gothic and dystopian landscape, populated by rich characterisation.

The story centres around a young woman, Daimonia, who after a traumatic event sets off on a perilous quest to reconnect with her powerful Mother who is a Captain in a far flung Garrison. She is accompanied across a bloody and brutal landscape by Goodkin, a Way Knight, charged with protecting her and the other travellers in their company. There are powerful enemies and foes along the way. And thus the adventures begin.

I don’t want to give any plot spoilers, as the story is fast paced with each scene incredibly well written, the narrative is a flowing river of eloquent words. The ending is one of the best I have read. Totally griping. Following one of the most delicately written and emotive chapters in the book, it was a shocking and crashing crescendo. A totally unexpected finale and so satisyingly good.

The Way Knight is bloody, brutal, beautiful and brilliant. I loved it and the characters Daimonia and Goodkin stepped off the page and lit up my imagination. If it were possible to give 10 stars I would. Read for yourself. It is excellent!

Nicole Wild

I am delighted to share the work of talented Poet, Nicole Wild, who has just published her first book, “Rooted:A Once Unchained Anthology” ~A collection of poems challenging modern perspectives on life, beautifully amplified by unique, creative flare.

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CHANGE

Beast drapes his shoulders

His scornful mothers whipping tongue

Tells him he’s unlovable

“It’s he who’s the broken one”

Her death does come

He mans the gates with heavy guns

Believes he’s unlovable

“He’d only break someone”

They all got stuck here

Inside his long door’d corridors

Believing he’s unreasonable

“Not where love belongs”

Grace came to the gates

They were towering and safe

Believing she could move beyond

“Is this where I belong?”

Beast sees her eyes

She drinks deep his soul

His blood brings her love

“We’re no longer broken, we’re one.”

 

ABOUT ME

A shining world unseen

rivers, fishes and seas

in me

raging, coarsing, flooding

overwhelming, breaking seams

Earth my roots do love you

brambles, birds and trees

I see

soaring, growing, living

breathing hope, believe

Father sky I am yours

thunder, rain and air

I live

beneath, learn, concede

Unfolding plan, unseen.

 

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Nicole Wild

Visit Nicole’s website at unchainedinside.wordpress.com

Follow Nicole on Twitter @OnceUnchained

Nicole Wild rightly deserves the 5* reviews and praise received on Amazon.

The last line in this gorgeous anthology reads ‘We write to heal our souls’. My goodness, how through her poems, the author takes the reader on a journey, through the emotions that flow through the human heart. Her words are poignant, delicate, strong. And throughout you hear the call of an incredibly beautiful soul. I absolutely loved this book. Highly recommended.”

 

Winter of my Heart

In the winter of my broken heart, I lay down to rest in the harsh embrace of the cold, hard ground. I am so near and yet so far, whisper your name, but you do not hear. Earthbound, alone with just fragrant fragments and memories of lost love. I watch the seasons pass like Blossom on the breeze from the cold comfort of my Country Churchyard.

Eily Nash

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And a selection to read for free on Apple’s iBook store 📖

 

 

Witch Lit Eyes

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By beguiling witch-light I fell so deeply into the depths of her Obsidian eyes. What was I looking for, perhaps some long forgotten lost aspects of myself?

Instead I found her true essence hiding in the twilight chambers of her heart.

Through me, a mortal man, she was set free. No longer destined to be imprisoned walking on hot burning coals behind hell’s gates, but to walk hand in hand y with me, in the hallowed halls of Sacred Love that flow into Eternity.

 

Eily Nash

 

 

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Love Song of the Universe

From my home midst the Star Nurseries of Alpha Tauri we saw Her tears falling and heard Her distress call come travelling from a beautiful blue planet, across time and space and our shared galaxy, Orion’s Arm.

The Spirit of the Earth, Gaia, had cried out in anguish. Her children were in pain, for in their ignorance they had opened Pandora’s box and unleashed the Furies upon themselves. We set sail, across the cosmos, passing planets, nebulae, suns, stars and moons.

With heavy hearts we stood on the roof of the world and looked down, as if into the abyss itself. Gaia whispered the Truth. That which should have been heaven upon the good Earth was now becoming hell. And all was in the balance betwixt Light and eternal darkness.

We looked and saw deep into the hearts, minds and souls of Man. There were those who wore the armour of dishonour, prepared to sacrifice the World for greed, seeing goodness as weakness. There were also those who wore a mantle of goodness, loved and cared deeply for all Life, knowing it to be a precious gift of the Godhead. They longed for the paradigm shift that would birth a new way of Being. Understanding that ‘All is One.’

The sorrow of the Earth ripped through us. We could not stand still and watch the sons and daughters of the Earth destroy each other along with Gaia, their Great Mother. We had carried with us across the Galaxy Seeds of Light. We scattered the precious seeds far and wide, knowing they would grow in the hearts of men. It would take time, but the tide would turn.

Our mission complete, we returned home, And as we travelled, we played the music of the Spheres and sung in praise.

Back on The beautiful blue planet, our Star Seeds heard the Love Song of the Universe. They remembered they were born from Love and would return to Love and they too began to sing✨

Eily Nash ~2020

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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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And FOR FREE DOWNLOAD from Apple iBooks on the App Store

HYMN TO HER – Eily Nash

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Check Mate ♟

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You were the one who chose the game

And placed the pieces on the board.

You made your opening move.

Lies wrapped in Truth.

Wanted your Lover’s game darker.

Black Queen with sights set.

Picked up your sacrificial pawn.

You did not see the gambit

….until it was too late.

The silent Rook took flight

Swooped and took your white Knight.

Check Mate.

Game over

❤️♟🖤

Eily Nash ~2020


My books are available from http://www.amazon.com/author/eilynash

As a gift from me to you, my collection of poetry, HYMN TO HER, is available as a FREE Apple iBook from the App store 🖤❤️

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Meet Me At Midnight

Here is another free book for my Dear Readers to enjoy. A collection of short stories available from Apple Books. With Love from me to you 💕

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Hymn To Her

A gift from me to you, with love 💕

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Two Rivers

 

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Alone in London, I stand by Tower Bridge. Old Father Thames hears my thoughts of you and how deeply I am falling. Wise is he, takes them rippling on the current down to the endless sea. 

Somewhere far away in a Northern land, you are standing too, on your bridge of stone and steel beside a Castle Keep. Do I imagine that I  hear you calling and feel you reaching through the ethers  for my hand? 

Day is fading and our City lights flicker into life. Do they hear the music of the night? And meet with moon beams upon the waters where both our ancient rivers flow? What stories do they share and what secrets do they know?

Perhaps they speak of Lovers hearts taking flight to meet upon the Bridge across forever. A special place, lost in time, where we come together. In the heat of the night, two rivers meet and our bodies entwine to dance upon the glory of the Tyne.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

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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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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

 

 

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MY LADY KATE

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For my beautiful, inspirational friend, Katie, with respect, admiration and love

 

The Goddess of Creation in Her heavenly realms above beheld her golden daughter with such love. For she radiated both the light of the sun and the star strewn night.

“Come, my child, My Lady Kate, I have a quest for you. Sit with me for a while, listen to what I bid you do. For there are many souls upon the Earth below, my teachings of Love I wish for all, especially the lost and lonely, to know.”

The Lady Kate sat by the Great Mother’s side, to her words she did bide.

“By your free will, Daughter of the Skies, if you should agree to my request then know the path is mighty perilous and you will be put to the test. The rewards will cause your eternal Soul to sing, for such treasures of love, kindness and knowledge you will bring.”

Created from the spark of Divine Will, the Lady Kate sat very still and reverently listened to what she was asked to do. She understood that once she left her heavenly place, she would be guided always by Divine Grace. She saw her path was perilous indeed, yet she carried Humanity’s need. Through the very halls of Hell, she would have to go, for deep experience to get to know. Through all these travails she knew Angels watched over her from just beyond the veil.

“My most beloved Winter’s child, with your spirit so free and wild, know as you go forth to this human life there will be in the Plane of Duality both experiences of love and laughter, grief and strife.”

And so, the Goddess of Creation decreed with Father Sky and Mother Earth there would be a special birth. In perfect balance of day and night, dark and light, the Winter Solstice was written in the stars above, for the arrival of a Divine Child born of Love.

As the moon tides passed on by, the Divine Child began to understand why the Great Mother had sent her to this place, for many had forgotten they carried the seed of Grace.

Through rising high above her own trials and tribulations, Lady Kate inspired peoples from many nations. For when her known world burnt to the ground and dark destruction lay all around, she summoned Courage and with her eternal wings arose from the ashes of burnt out embers, a Phoenix Goddess and fearless warrior the World would always remember.

Courage, wisdom, kindness, love and laughter were the gifts she freely gave to others. She embodied all the Soul gifts given by her Divine Mother. She encouraged others to be brave and strong, to fight for right and challenge wrong. And those who held hate and jealousy were shown a better way that they could be. Compassion, the key for humanity to be truly free.

On the whisper of the wind, the song of the seas and wisdom of the trees she heard words that were for no other, the benediction and blessing of the Divine Mother.

“I will walk beside you all the way, through darkest night and brightest day. For you, my Winter’s Child will always wear my Crown of Light.”

~Eily Nash (2020)

 

 

I first heard of Katie Hutchings through listening to Dave Thomas’ superb podcast show ‘Walk the Talk’. As her true life story unfolded I was moved to tears and at the end in total awe of this amazing woman. I followed Katie on Twitter, along with 35.6k other followers, and continued to be inspired by just how wonderfully kind, funny, courageous and generous she is in selflessly giving encouragement and support to others. She champions not only heart transplant & organ donation but also many people from all over the world and their causes and we all love her for it.She is a Northern Goddess, who has done her parents, husband, children and family proud. I am honoured to be her friend.

I encourage you to listen to Katie’s journey to and through her heart transplant journey and life beyond.

Have tissues at the ready!

With grateful thanks to Dave Thomas for allowing me to share his show!

Spellbound

Spellbound, I held him in my arms✨ summonded by magick, candles and charms✨ Illusions of distance and linear time✨dispelled by a bewitching rhyme✨that which I desire shall be mine✨My Beloved will come to me✨So mote it be.✨

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Shards of Glass

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Hungry Howling

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Midnight Conversations

Beautiful Fairytale

Did she fascinate, charm and beguile? Maybe a distraction for just a while. Did she fill your thoughts in your waking hours and seep into your sleep. Before you knew, were you in too deep? Did she really have that power? With her faraway eyes, she saw other worlds, far beyond the veil. Was she for real or were you lonely and she was only a beautiful fairytale?

~Eily Nash

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Prisoner To Love

She gave him the keys to a hidden place, deep within the chambers of her heart. No Angel from above was he. Laughing at his wicked game, he pushed her hard, closed the door, took the keys and ran. Fallen from grace, head bowed in shame, she lay bleeding on the floor. No one heard her silent screams of pain or saw the tears falling, bitter rain. Fooled by an adept of the dark arts, left to die, a lonely prisoner to love.

~Eily Nash

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Midnight Sun

Come with me on butterfly wings and we shall kiss the moon. And dance upon the stars to the music of the Spheres. For you and I, my precious one, our eternal souls entwined in love, glisten like the midnight sun✨

~Eily Nash

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Fly High, Little Butterfly

It was a beautiful Spring day, blue skies and not a cloud in sight. Sun was bright in the Northern sky, glinting off tiny eggs lining soft Milkweed in the hedgerow. A kindly cow, stood watching. She had seen this magic many times before. From the eggs little hatchlings emerged. Not birds, nor snakes but caterpillars.

Hungry, they scattered over the leaves that had housed their homes and started to munch. They were voraciously hungry and intent on feeding empty bellies. Apart from one.

The little caterpillar started at the sight of the cow. The cow gave a low, reassuring ‘moo’.

‘Hello, youngster. Welcome to the world, my name is MayBelle’.

Shyly the caterpillar retreated under a leaf.

Each day the cow would amble over and say ‘Hello’. The caterpillar grew to love the warm greetings from such a magnificent beast. The cow would gently lower her head and let the caterpillar crawl onto her soft neck. They would both go for a wander across Ten Acre field and down to the babbling brook. The cow would take a long drink of pure Spring water and the caterpillar would watch the silver and gold of darting fish.

‘Dear MayBelle, can I feel the water like you do? Can I swim like the fishes too?’

‘’Not yet, M’Dear. But one day you will.’

The days and nights were full of delight. And MayBelle showed the young caterpillar many things. She spoke of life and love, beginnings, endings, both the Goddess and God above, Mother Earth and Father Sky. For being a wise cow, she had sought teaching from many sources and was not afraid to ask questions. A gift she passed to the little caterpillar.

One day MayBelle wandered over to the clumps of Ragwort the little Caterpillar had made home. Only to see the cycle of life had moved on. The wheel of the year began to turn again and her friend had entered into a deep sleep, wrapped in a warm cocoon. She smiled, knowing she had taught her pupil well.

The long sleep ended and the little caterpillar emerged. Refreshed and energised from such a deep and nourishing rest. And there was MayBelle, waiting.

The sun felt so good and the little Caterpillar basked in the warmth of both the celestial orb and her friend’s love. A sparrow hawk took to the wing and riding on the warm air currents glided gracefully across an azure sky.

‘Oh how I wish I could fly! MayBelle, do you wish you could fly too?’

‘Why, M’Dear, you can fly, just spread your beautiful wings and try! And as for me? Once you fly free, know my spirit will be with you and so I will fly too. ‘

The little caterpillar climbed on MayBelle’s soft face and the kindly cow wandered to the stream.

‘Look, M’Dear, what do you see? The things I taught you have come to be!’

In the glistening water, the little caterpillar caught sight of a beautiful butterfly, delicate wings fluttering in the breeze.

In awe she asked ‘Is that me?’

‘Go fly! Fly high, fly low. There is much to know. I always told you M’Dear there is so much more than we can see, so much more that we can be…’

~Eily Nash

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Sweet Memories

I play our song on the piano, lyrics dancing in my head, sensuous and slow. Who knew those moments we shared so long ago, would one day live as sweet memories, long after love was dead.

Lady in Red

Lady in red, what secrets you hide. Wearing a cloak of night, you seek dark delight. Do you go to his bed or light a fire in his head? Where do you reside? Heaven or hell, or are you just a figment of a succubus’ spell?

~Eily Nash

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Touch of a velvet glove

With the touch of a velvet glove

And iron fist of controlling love

Insidious fingers of such jealousy

Tarnished Knight, without chivalry

Rivers of tears, fair maiden did weep

For her soul was not yours to keep

She longed to walk in hallowed halls

But withered within your castle walls

~Eily Nash

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Falling Petals

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Love’s Embrace

A fragmented man, no longer whole

His silent voice cried out into the night

Heartbeats pounding in empty space

Hearing the lonely ache & searing pain

Through the ethers the Goddess came

Riding on sparkling beams of soft moonlight

Piercing the wall around his barren Soul

She held him tight, in love’s embrace ✨

~Eily Nash

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She wore Angel Wings & A Goddess’ Crown

Sir Edward Coley Burne-Jones ~”Aurora”

Born of the Sun, the Moon and soft starlight

Her radiant beauty beguiled the very Night

Celestial gods and goddesses loved her dear

In the garden of her heart only love grew

Mortals caused pain and tears with their roses

Blackened with mendacious, vicious thorns

The thorns pierced her tender Angel heart

Deep scars causing her very soul to bleed

Drops of ruby red fell on cold, stony ground

Shattered seeds of all her broken dreams

Celestial Beings poured Light on the fragments of Her

And as a Firebird she rose from ashes and dust

Blazing a cosmic trail of magic and stardust.

Reborn, replenished, renewed, Restored

Flame haired beauty sang her Divine songs

Human hearts heard and wept their pain away

Into an infinite ocean of Her eternal Love

For She wore both Angel wings and a Goddess’ crown.

✨🌹🌙🌹✨🌹💫🌹✨🌙🌹✨🌹🌙🌹✨

For Penny. My Beloved Friend 🌹🌹🌹

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Beguiling Darkness

You desire to dance with the beguiling darkness and seek to know She who holds the magick of the Night? Beware what you wish for…Lest you will fall under a spell of fire & ice, heaven & hell. She wears the wings of Angels & Demons. She wears them well…

~Eily Nash

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Strange Lovers Game

Does she read his words of love and pain, maybe even see her name bleeding from his poet’s pen? Hidden in the twilight world of their strange Lovers game, as it ends it begins again. 🖤

Eily Nash ~2019

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HYMN TO HER

I am delighted to introduce you Dear Readers to my latest offering. My 11th book is a 1st for me. I love poetry with a passion, both reading and writing. My first collection of my own work has been a pleasure to work on. I hope you enjoy reading just as much as I enjoyed writing “HYMN TO HER” available now to download and read now!

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What is it about Woman, the myth, the magic and mystery, that has beguiled and inspired artists, poets and writers since time immemorial?

Hymn to Her is a love song to Her. Beautiful, Strong, Fragile, Fragrant Woman as she travels through the many facets and forms of love.

The beautiful cover girl is courtesy of DarkSouls1 @ Pixabay

Corrupted Seeds

Eily Nash -2019

Dance of the Dragonfly

Autumn leaves are falling. Summer has long gone, fading into memories of the magic of a love that enchanted both Earth and Sky. What mortal hand can hold the dance of Dragonflies?

Not you, nor I.

Winter bids me time to sleep, The yearnings of Spring call to you.

Fly away, fly high, on gossamer wings, my Dragonfly.

Your seasons of passion change, my constant heart sings a song of eternal love.

~Eily Nash

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Blanket of Love

 

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Night
Falls
And
In
The
Fabric
Of
My
Dreams

I
Am
Wrapped
In
A
Blanket
Of
Your
Love

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Ashes of Love

Flames of Desire
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Who is to blame

When passion’s flame

Begins to wane

Who will remember

The glowing embers

Of this Lovers game

In the ashes and dust

Of burnt out lust?

 

Eily Nash~2019

Where Love Lives For Evermore

Noli Me Tangere

Eily Nash-2019

A Witch’s Moon

Deep within a magical wooded hollow

He beheld her, The Lady, standing there

Fading light upon her rich auburn hair.

Dressed in a delicate gown of Autumn brown

Slender fingers beckoned to him, follow

As they danced to the song of the rich earth

Leaves of burnished brown slowly fell down

Beneath a canopy of silvery soft starlight

And golden honeyed light of a Witch’s moon

Enchanted by the Lady of the Greenwood

The Lord of the forest, her consort that night.

 

Eily Nash ~ 2019

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Do Not Fall In Love

 

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The Crystal Ball by John William Waterhouse (1902, oil on canvas)

 

 

Do not fall in love with me

I do not exist in your reality

All you feel is just imaginary

In shadowlands do I dwell

A Sorceress casting spells

By skying arts I do foretell

Words you will not want to hear

And so will fall many bitter tears

Loving one from another Sphere

 

Eily Nash ~ 2019

 

 

Forest Of Hearts

Can you hear the song of the trees

Sweet notes of bronze, red and gold

Dreams of fire falling at your feet

Carried on the wings of the breeze

Gaia’s Autumn carpet gently unfolds

In the forest of hearts as Lovers meet

Eily Nash ~ 2019

 

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No Roses 🌹

I want no red roses, romance or vapid poetry. Perfume, gifts and jewellery, these things are not for me.

Put no rings upon my fingers, nor chains around my soul.

Bring me the dark heart of night, an Adepts power & passion’s flame burning bright within a pure white Lily flower.

Take me by the hand and walk along moonlit shores at the ebb tide of the sea, lay upon the shifting sands of time and bare your soul to me.

Then under a canopy of stars love me endlessly.

Eily Nash~2019

Tumultuous Waves

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Fade To Grey

Empty

Words

With

Nothing

Left

To

Say

Fragments

Forlornly

Hanging

On

Empty

Shores

Of

Washed

Up

Love

As

The

Essence

Of

You

Fades

To

Grey

Leaving

The

Vague

Memory

Of

Your

Face

In

Some

Obscure

Place

~Eily Nash 🌹🖤

Call of the Moon

“An it harm none, do as thou wilt”

When the grapefruit moon is ripe and full

Then you will feel Selene’s power and pull

Summoned by her words within your head

The sensual Sorceress calls you to her bed

Thrice she has conjured magic and charms

Four will never be, twill will cause you harm

Forget now loving deeds that are long done

Take heed, forget or you’ll become undone

The spell is broken, The Lady sets you free

Her bewitched Love, find your own destiny

✨ Blessed Be ✨

🌙Eily Nash~2019 💫

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Aching Hunger

Words: Eily Nash

Images: Giphy & Pixabay

You…

You…

It

has

always

been

only

You…

🖤🌹🖤🌹🖤

Fantasy Or Reality

In

dreams

Or

reality

My

Favourite

fantasy

Lost

At

sea

With

You ❤️

Lonely Heart

As the pull of the moon

On the tides of the sea

Memories of Her

And

Love that was lost

Ebb and flow upon

The empty shores

Of his lonely heart

🖤🖤🖤

Fathomless Eyes

Sacrifice

How many sacrifices would it take on the Altar of Love to assuage the howling, hungry beast that dwelt within his black and empty heart…🖤🖤🖤🕯

Dust of the Lost

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I absolutely adore this Poet’s work! And I am delighted to welcome Stefan Fountouris back to EdenDene Books. Enjoy!

 

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© Stefan Fountouris

 

 

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Secret Garden

How lovely is this!

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Wild Roses

‘Let me take you by the hand, ‘ he said.

‘I will take you to to the place where the wild roses grow, we will sit a while upon the the lush green riverbank beneath a sun kissed sky and watch dragonflies dance upon peaceful waters as they flow by. There is no other, my dear, I plight my troth to thee!’

I took him at his word and my True Love gave to me a rose. Petals as dark as blackest night. The thorns tore deep and caused my heart to bleed. My red blood fell upon pure white snow. My tears lost upon turbulent seas. A murder of crows cawed at my misery, the truth was there to see. My True Love lied to me.

🖤🌹🖤🌹🖤

Eily Nash (2019) ⌒*✰‿✰*✰‿✰

And I Miss You

Two Hearts 💕

To The Summer Sky

I am hugely honoured and excited to share with my readers the work of modern Poet, Stefan Fountouris . This beautiful man writes words of love deeply from his heart and in doing so touches other hearts, minds and speaks to Souls. His muse is the beautiful and enigmatic Edi. What a perfect gift of Love to be immortalised in poetry

 

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To the summer sky

I sang from

Eclipsing stone circle

I sang to the stars

To the moon

Until the sky darkened

Too soon and every

Star stood in clear lines

I stood in awe

Counting the lights

When love came

To me lifting me high

Into the night sky

Like a butterfly….

© Stefan Fountouris Every Emotion Poetry (2019)

 

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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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She Devil

 

 

 

What Demon’s work is this game?

She Devil! stoking passion’s flame

Delicious, decadently dancing fiend

In the burning caverns of my mind

Beneath a guilty moon and soulful sky

You  lead me into delightful sin, why?

Your hungry lips insatiable on my skin

I must resist your touch, cannot give in

Your body sways, taunting me, teasing

Your form is luscious, and so pleasing

Sensuous, beguiling, alluring temptation

Where is the Priest to perform rites of purgation

I am lost to darkness and  a creature of night

Succubus, forged from  perdition and infernal light

The fires of hell may consume my eternal soul

With you, my demon lover, I am healed and whole

 

 

© Eily Nash ~ 2019

Wrap Me In Your Storm

My favourite vocal Artist, the sexy and sultry Chanteuse, Penny from Penny’s Scar is also an accomplished poet. I am privileged she has let Edendene Books host her work. Enjoy 🌹🖤

 

 

 

 

 

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Letter From Heaven

Beautiful image:Pixabay

Words: Eily Nash

Dark Heart of Night

Darkness falls.

The witching hour calls.

That which has been constrained by chains of day, is unleashed into the dark heart of night.

Born of a thousand stars and the fires of hell. She is incandescent, infernal Light.

In dreams she comes to you. Invades your thoughts, willingly you invite her into your bed. Excited by a demon lover, your body enflamed by her touch. You succumb to her dark charms.

There is no escape from that which has been made manifest by your own deep, dark desires.

Pray for the light of dawn and breaking of the day, lest the Succubus feeds her voracious hunger, devours your heart and carries your very soul away to be consumed in flames of the endless abyss.

Dark Charms

Lady in your Tower

Lady in your tower so high

Shard of glass piercing sky

Do you search for me below

Where the timeless river flows

Imprisoned in clouds and steel

Who knows how you really feel

You have no wings to flee captivity

To sail with me upon an endless sea

~Words Eily Nash

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Kaleidescope Eyes

She always brought the sunshine on a rainy day, the girl who saw my chromatic world through her beautiful green Kaleidoscope eyes.

She walked across the dance floor in silver stilettos, Killer heels, swathed in sensuous silk, her dress a river of red flowing into my hungry arms.

To the tempo of the tango, we danced my blues away …

Cosmic Dust

Where did He begin and She end?

The Alpha and Omega of Soul Love

Creating a bridge across forever

Two hearts entwined as Twin flames

Until one let the Stranger in …

She came as a comet blazing a trail

Through their sun, moons and stars

Tearing their solar system apart

And the other?

Violently flung out of Love’s orbit

Heartbroken

Trust disintegrated

Into cosmic dust

Leaving a broken world

Lost on a sea of infinity…

Twin Flame 🔥

Just the mention of her name

Smoldering embers of desire

Ignite into a raging red hot fire

The power of your Twin Flame

❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️

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

 
 
 

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Beautiful Soul

Thinking of some beautiful souls I know…

 

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You bring a gift to the Earth

The song of your eternal soul

Sings magic words of power

Beauty’s cleansing shower

Washing away pain & debris

Torn psyches healed & whole

Spirits soar freed from captivity

Dancing in the Light of rebirth

 

~Eily Nash (2019)

 

 

Distant Star

A distant luminous star

Secretly loved from afar

Such was she to me…

 

by Edward Robert Hughes
Edward Robert Hughes~Night

Con Amore

Her Adagio flowed

Con Amore

Con Amore

 

Soothing Soul

Seared scars

 

His Tears flowed

Con Amore

Con Amore

 

~Eily Nash

 

 

 

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Secrets of the Night

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Broken Dreams

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Deceit

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Deceit lays disguised

Behind fathomless eyes

And innocent lies

 

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