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FLASH FICTION LOVE POETRY WRITING

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

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LOVE POETRY

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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FICTION & POETRY LOVE WRITING

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

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LOVE POETRY WRITING

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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POEM POETRY WRITING

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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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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FICTION & POETRY LOVE POETRY

Hymn To Her

A gift from me to you, with love 💕

In these challenging times of Corona Virus, my heart goes out to all of us. We are all connected. As a writer, my gift is words. I am working on making my Apple Books catalogue free for everyone, everywhere. We are looking at unprecedented Social Distancing and Self Isolation. No man is an island. No one should feel alone. Please feel free to download my collection of love poetry ‘Hymn To Her’ 💕

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POEM POETRY SHORT STORY WRITING

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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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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POETRY Verse WRITING & BLOGGING

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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LOVE POETRY WRITING & BLOGGING

Hungry Howling

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Midnight Conversations

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LOVE MAGIC MAGICK POEM POETRY WRITING

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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POETRY WRITING & BLOGGING

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.

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WRITING & BLOGGING

Castles in the Sand

It was a beautiful time, constructing castles and creating a fairytale land. Until one day the sea of reality came crashing in and washed the magick clean away. There is no never ending story for that which is built upon sand…

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LOVE POETRY WRITING

Falling Petals

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LOVE POEM POETRY

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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LOVE POEM POETRY soulmate Verse WRITING

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.

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FICTION & POETRY POETRY Verse

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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POETRY WRITING

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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FICTION & POETRY SOUL soulmate SPIRIT SPIRITUALITY WRITING

Where Love Lives For Evermore

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FICTION & POETRY LOVE POETRY Verse WRITING

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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POEM POETRY Relationships soulmate WRITING

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

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FICTION & POETRY LOVE WRITING

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 🌹🖤

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FICTION & POETRY LOVE

You…

You…

It

has

always

been

only

You…

🖤🌹🖤🌹🖤

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FICTION & POETRY LOVE

Fantasy Or Reality

In

dreams

Or

reality

My

Favourite

fantasy

Lost

At

sea

With

You ❤️

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FICTION & POETRY WRITING

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) ⌒*✰‿✰*✰‿✰

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FICTION & POETRY

And I Miss You

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FICTION & POETRY Uncategorized WRITING

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

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FICTION & POETRY LOVE POEM POETRY

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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FICTION & POETRY LOVE

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 …

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POEM POETRY Uncategorized WRITING & BLOGGING

The Precipice

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The precipice, a perilous place, far beyond the safe confines of the city walls and the hinterlands of right and wrong.

Inexorably pulled to the edge of decision, Chase stood hypnotised by angry crashing waves, pounding heart beats upon a lonely shore.

Far out to sea, he heard her call. Siren. Temptress. One leap forward into the unknown, falling, tumbling into her dark depths and he would be free to ride upon passion’s tumultuous waves.

Or one step back from the beckoning, beguiling edge of danger…one step back into the barren wastelands of his life.

Eily Nash ~2019

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LOVE POETRY Relationships

Fire & Ice

She was the fire and ice of diamonds, the red and gold dance of passion’s flame.

Sending him Solar flares, enticing him to unlock her many secrets and damping his ardour with sheet rain when he came too close.

Would he ever find the key that lay hidden somewhere beneath the arctic glaciers guarding her fragile heart?

She was a complicated paradox.

…and he loved her for it…

Eily Nash ~2019

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LOVE POEM POETRY Uncategorized

Fireflies and Faraway Eyes

He was a Hero, battle scarred and worn.

Heart frozen in the hinterlands of winter.

Feelings imprisoned under lock and key

Eyes unable to leave behind sights unseen

Inside, the silent scream trapped in his mind

Tainted by filthy dirt and detritus of mankind

A fallen Angel, broken wings ravaged and torn.

Until he met her, the girl with faraway eyes.

Her smile held the promise of Summer days

Beguiled by beauty, trusting in innocent love

He stepped from the darkness into her Light

Intrigued by the mysteries of night, he followed

Golden fireflies into the heart of her forest

They danced, sang and drank sacred wine

By firelight they lay beneath a Harvest moon

Earth and Sky became one in Hieros Gamos

He arose from the forest floor, a fallen Angel

Sanctified, restored by Grace, soared once more

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~Eily Nash 2019

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POETRY Verse WRITING & BLOGGING

If …

If I asked you to dance

Would you dance with me?

If I asked you to sing

Would you sing to my tune?

If I asked you heal me

Would you heal your scars?

If I asked you to kiss me

Would we touch the stars?

If I asked do you love me

Would it be too soon?

Eily Nash ~2019

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POEM POETRY Relationships Uncategorized

Bittersweet Symphony

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Knowing you did me wrong

I penned the lyrics to a song

Oh the sweetest agony

Of your truth and lies

Behind innocent eyes

You played me hot

You played me cold

Who would you choose

Could I bear to lose?

Was it her? Was it me?

Was I your Queen

Was she your scene?

What are you to me?

A bittersweet symphony.

~Eily Nash~

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LOVE POETRY SAD VALENTINE Uncategorized WRITING & BLOGGING

The Games People Play

 

 

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 Games People Play…

Some are Players

Some are Played

No winners

Or Losers

Game Over…

 

© Eily Nash 2018

 

 

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BOOKS HUMOR HUMOUR KINDLE Uncategorized WEST HIGHLAND TERRIER WESTIE

About The Boy

In which Angel meets a yummy boy and lets her aspirations of social elevation to the aristocracy go to her delectable head.

 

 

Grannie, Oh Grannie… There is something I need from the shops. Can you pop out and get it for me, like right now, please!

‘What do you need that can’t wait, Pumpkin? I am rather busy on my latest manuscript ‘Gossamer Threads’ a collection of ghostly and gothic tales.’

Grannie, your manky old manuscript is not important. My shopping is important. If you hurry up and take the elevator, not the stairs, it should only take you three minutes to get there?

‘Get where, and for what? And why on earth would I want to walk down the stairs when we are on the 53rd floor penthouse???’

To Tiffany’s Grannie. I need a Tiara, like right now, Grannie! Go on, hurry up and get down there  before they close. And if it wasn’t a dire emergency, you really should take the stairs Grannie, then maybe you wouldn’t look like a big plush cushion. Just sayin’!!!

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‘Really Angel, that isn’t very nice is it?’

Well Grannie, you are not exactly being nice. In fact you are being mean. Very mean. This is important to me. If you loved me, you wouldn’t be stood there arguing when the clock is ticking the seconds away to closing time. Please Grannie, please. I really “Want, Need, Now” that Tiara!

‘Is it for your super exciting and glamorous event, we have time Pumpkin as that’s not until the end of this week?’

No, Grannie. You are wasting time, Grrr…

‘Unless you ‘fess up as to just why you have an urgent need for a Tiara, Angel, I won’t be going to Tiffany’s or anywhere else except back to my manuscript.

Oh. OK. I have a hot date with a hot boy!

‘What? another one???’

‘Grannie, you know there is only one boy for Moi….now go fetch my Tiara. Get me a gold one with some diamonds, rubies and emeralds. Oh, and some sapphires and maybe pearls too, that should do nicely.’

‘It must be with someone very special, Angel. Is it with your true love, your handsome Scottie boy, Hamish? I thought he was back home in England’s green and pleasant lands?’

Er…Nooo, not him.

‘Is it with Mason the Mastiff, the Hollywood Hottie you dated in last summer and confessed all in your last book ‘Angel in the City? After Hamish caught you out when all the World’s  News channels reported you had been caught skanking in the Hamptons?’

Er …Nooo, not Mason.

‘Is it with Mason’s twin brother, the intellectual Shaunessey? Remember you had a meeting of minds ‘thing’ with him and Hamish caught you when you made the cover of Time Magazine?’

Er …Nooo, not Shaunessey.

‘Is it with Teddy Hot Paws, the dapper little chap Hamish caught you skanking with just before you left for NYC and took his revenge by dating Kimbles that cheeky dog food model and boyfriend nabbing Biatch of a Bichon Frise?’

Er…Noooo, not Teddy.

‘Are you going to ‘fess up and tell me, Pumpkin?’

Granniiiieee….like no, no and no!!! None of them! If you are going to be mean I shan’t tell you that he is a Prince and I like the sound of Princess Angel. I like it much more than Pumpkin…Grrr…You are totally getting on My Paws, Grannie…Grrr…You are annoying me now…Grrr…Go get that Tiara from Tiffany’s before they close, and before I bite you…Grrr…and don’t tell Hamish, he may not understand about the boy!!!

Hmm…”Her most Royal, Regal, Highness, Princess Angel”…

Mmmm, my Lovelies, doesn’t that sound quite delicious…

Angel likes! Angel Loves! A lot!! And Angel also has a secret. I may well tell you who my mystery man is in our delicious “Shh…Secret Sharing Sessions” and all about our fated meeting in Central Park!

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Angel is a diva dog who has it all, beauty, fame and a luxurious uptown life in Manhattan with her doting Grannie and Butler James attending to all her copious ‘want, need, nows!’. What more could a girl want? When Angel meets a super cute boy, who happens to be an incognito King, she realises there is something missing from her life, the royal title of H.R.H Princess Angel to be exact! When her royal suitor bestows tasty treats and offers more, Angel’s dreams of social elevation go to her head. Our girl is on a mission to nab herself a crown and a rather yummy cake. She isn’t about to let the little matter of a true love back home in England spoil her plans. But when old frenemy Kimbles the Bichon biatch arrives in New York, and a blast or two from the past reappear, life becomes “it’s complicated” and Angel finds she has more than a touch of trouble on her delectable paws. Mischief and mayhem ensue as Angel is determined to have her crown and wear it and have her cake and eat it! Join our girl on the couch in her fabulous Manhattan Penthouse as she candidly reveals all in her cosy secret sharing sessions, with you, her Lovelies!