Mostly Michelle Marie

Bringing Inside Thoughts Out

death

  • Into the Looking Glass I Go

    I can’t see a mirror without thinking of magic portals and hidden worlds of incredible beauty where fantastical creatures roam. Centaurs and fairies, nymphs and unicorns alike, residing together in this mystical place. Mirrors are magical to me; from the first time I looked into a mirror and saw a wild child with curly hair,… Read more

  • Gifts and Curses from Heaven and Hades

    I sat with my anger long enough to let the flames to burn out, the roaring rage die down to a hoarse whisper and only then did she reveal her true face; the dark beauty that is grief. They say that grief is love that has nowhere to go and I feel that is true… Read more

  • Dying

    I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come… Read more