HOME
Menu

Blog

a gift for you: peek into my next book

Graveyard Dance

7/23/2020

Comments

 
Picture
Graveyard Dance
Written by Stephanie Evelyn


When the day started out

It was claimed by the sun.
Reflected light rolled across ocean waves,
And the wind made it all dance.


I danced with it, since it took my hand.
Spinning like a hurricane,
Laughing until going mad.


Nestled in its eyes, eyes only for me.
The sky could have been blue, black
yellow, or not.
There was no way to tell, wrapped in its arms too tight.


Dancing under the sun and the moon.
Spinning into nothingness,
I rest my head but need to dance again soon. 


No one told me that it could kidnap me. 
Disguised as pride. 
Creating what seems a bigger life. 
A farewell party but the farewell is to me. 


Years ago that day started out,
It was claimed by the sun.
I locked myself away with it
Then said farewell to everyone.
​
Comments
comments powered by Disqus

    Categories

    All
    Book Reviews
    Digital Diary
    Film
    Interviews With Authors
    My Short Stories
    Poetry
    Self Improvement
    Women In Horror

    Picture

    I am Sterp. I write dark fiction and have a very unhealthy obsession with disturbing narratives. I am the author of The Cult Called Freedom House: Sophia Rey Book One. My short story The Lost Tea Cup is in Issue 26 of The Literary Hatchet. I am also a painter. 

    HORROR PODCASTS I LOVE

    Picture
    Picture
    Picture

    AUTHOR/WRITING PODCASTS I LOVE

    Picture
    Picture
    Picture
Powered by Create your own unique website with customizable templates.
  • Home
  • My Published Books
  • Blog
  • Join Mailing List
  • About
  • Home
  • My Published Books
  • Blog
  • Join Mailing List
  • About