Pink Spotted Hawk Moth

Pink Spotted Hawk Moth Crinum Spider Lilly πŸ’š I flutter... I fly...I reach,For dawn...Only underThe nights,New sky...-Madamchryzl- Pink Spotted Hawk Moth - Atchafaylaya Basin, Louisiana

No More Flutter

I watched a butterfly... Die today...She fell upon the dirt... In the strangest way...Her wings just stopped...She did not flutter...Nor had she flopped...She just fell onto the earth...Her life lives on... Within deaths worth...-Madamchrzyl-

Trajectory

What kept you on bottom... I reject... I'm sorry God allowed them... I object... You are a force without them... I declare .. -Madamchryzl-

Valentines Day

This story could be triggering. Valentines Day... She sat in the den thinking of everything that could have been... Should have been; and what it was in real life... Reality did not agree with the voices, and they agreed on nothing... That day she listened to her Grandfather Clock strike 12 twice... Not once had... Continue Reading →

Glutton For Punishment

When I wish to punish myself, I begin to recollect... Each, every, and all that I voted to dissect... What a pleasure this torture has been... You are a fantastical cause of a grin... I've never, cried or touched, so deeply... I've never, sinned OH so sheeply... What terrible taste... It's a shame to waste...... Continue Reading →

Loud Ghosts

The ghosts speak louder these days... Their voices help me see the ways... Beautiful light... Awesome might... Listen, now they understand love your life... They now know all of your human strife... -Madamchryzl-

5 Good Minutes

5 Good Minutes Snuggled up close, Rosie and her youngest son sank in deep beneath the fluffy, pastel down comforter. Though she was asleep, in this moment, Rosie was grateful to have dodged insomnia. DAHN! DAHN! DAHN! Rosie turns over.  Being quite used to experiencing rather vivid dreams Rosie assumed the sounds where part of... Continue Reading →

Two

Two Two voided lovers left... Leaving behind concept... Holding only their flagstsaff.... Wavering just at half mast... Two voided lovers remainders... Both remain hidden as strangers.... -Madamchryzl-

Wrong I Write

Wrong I Write Wrong and right... Weak is might... Love to fight... Up all night... Distant sight... Rigid plight... So contrite... Eager flight... Held so tight... Failed height... -Madamchryzl-

Impatient Spring

Corn Flower Photo By Madamchryzl Oh, Nefarious might... Ah, Precarious light... Merriest of the night... A swing and a sway... Oh, Spring buds pray... Please love, do stay... -Madamchryzl-

Mardi Gras Season Has Begun!

Mardi Gras Season Has Begun! I have two videos that I would like to share... This song is done in variations from town to town... Sort of like a "different tribes" sort of thing. So the transition might not be 100% but it is probably a strong 80%... lol πŸ–€ They are both the same... Continue Reading →

Naughty Narcoleptic Nymph

Grand displeasure tugs at my apron string... "Tonight, now? But I have so much to do." He stands there before me, almost 6 feet tall... His ghostly image lined within a Yellow Taped frame. Holding the shards of me together... My breathing turns heavy and I'm down on the floor... Alone in blissful agony, even... Continue Reading →

130-ish…

130-ish Your point has remained the same as day one... Your beautiful Mother raised quite a son... What terrific strength and power you hold... Oh such man! So big, burly, and bold... OH, you are just so far, tougher than I... I wonder, do those biceps allow you to cry... Through all that strength, does... Continue Reading →

Unmarked Graves

Unmarked Graves Rosedale, La Nameless Unmarked graves... Unknown names... Endless days... Death lays... -Madamchryzl- In Louisiana, this sort of gravesite can be rather common. Flooding and sinking lands continue to remove proof of lives once lived. I am not sure if that is the case for this particular site but in some cases it is.... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad Nightmare I

The Streets of New Orleans, generate it's own sound... The cobble stone still exist, and it's blood so profound... Howls and growls... I see it's teeth and the snares... I see the skulls tumbling, down Hell's stairs... Vampires and demons alike... Monitor their selection each night... Picking and choosing their victims with out haste... Innocent... Continue Reading →

A Pawn

Just A Pawn... Madamchryzl 2004-ish A pawn in your game... Only my name... Phonetic syllables, all the same... Synonymous with shame... -Madamchryzl-

Birthday

December's storm of the century... Birthed a new worldly energy... Winter's Tornado could not prevail... She was born to battle this hell... He paced to the lyrics of Crazy Train... Heart beating faster than the rain... Fear only a young mother can feel... Yet skin numb to the cold steal... Skies quiet... A Mom's might...... Continue Reading →

My Mighty Oak 2.0

Through the cyclones winds, you stand strong before me... Through the angry lightening, you remain barely singed... Through the drenching rains, you breathe your air safely... Your might keeps us in tact, though my storms batter us deeply... Your strength preserves our love when my weak nature is on display... Your strong branches cover me,... Continue Reading →

Your Voyage 2.0

Sailor, I can see the worries unfold in your eyes... Rough waters rule your golden river of lies, loud rings untrue winds... My captain, you must be the one to see it through... Sirens do not show what is true... Divert  course, manipulate your direction... Failure is not an option, it is your head that... Continue Reading →

The slip of your tongue tastes of silver. A scorched metal , with a cold after taste. The words you speak fall over like a silken lure. Aromas of time, fall with haste. Keep that fire hot, lest this was all matter to waste. -Madamchryzl- *Repost*

I Waited…

I waited for you... With my eyes to the night sky... I waited for you... The stars watched and sent me their tears... I waited for you... One by one their tears fell around me... I waited for you... I cried, "I am a fool." I waited for you... The stars answered, "Witless you are... Continue Reading →

On Stolen Wings

On stolen wings the banshee sings... Bellowing vocals and haunting Kings... She falls every night... Awakened by midnight 's light... Roaming only where the darkest reside... No pink flesh, nor beating heart lives inside... Moss covered hallowed eyes... In her presence, all light dies... Resentment burns like an intestinal coal and powers her through... Harvesting... Continue Reading →

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