Flamed Lovers

Flamed Lovers

Once upon a time a match fell in love with a flame

He would wait all day to see her flicker in the night                 

He longed to be with her and knew she felt the same though she never spoke spoke a word

One day he had an idea how they could be together

He spent all day soaking in a bowl of water

Waiting for night time to fall so he could finally love her

But alas

The one thing he never knew was that all this time he was waterproof

And the minute he came close to her he lit up just the same

This is only one of the first of many posts to come in this Tim Burton-esque style.  A little macabre, a little cute, and it always leaves an impression.

Twice Hands

Twice Hands

Once upon a time a little boy was born

He was not like any other boy though

You see he had hands twice as big as every other boy and feet twice as small

He was teased all day and night and never allowed to play with the other kids

Racing Thoughts

I had a little moment of creativity here so I decided to share a poem with you guys

Racing Thoughts

Beating faster

Out of control

On the verge of a breakdown I can’t yet vocalize

Ready to fall to my knees from the strain of holding myself together one more moment

Triplets

Triplets

SarahAnne MaryAnne and Clara were sisters

SarahAnne was the pretty one

With hair of gold and the laughter of an angel

MaryAnne was the smart one

She had prizes and scholarships and always knew the right answer

Clara was really born Thomas

She was the favorite

Thumblings

Thumblings

Hiding behind your dresser drawer

Buried among the socks you thought you lost in your dresser

Is a Thumbling

Hoarding your loose change

Your spare keys and your lost baubles

He waits for you to turn around

So he can “borrow” things he knows you need

But don’t worry, you’ll never see him

Frankly you would never want to

The minute you go near him he makes you forget what you were doing.

Ever wonder why you walk into a room and forget why you were there?

You probably stepped too close to the Thumbling trying to borrow your remote

Next time you go out you may want to get a fish

I hear they hate fish

Introductions Please

Welcome Everyone!!!

This little piece of the internet is just one more extenuation of my current blog : Its Poker Dollface.  All the current literature related posts have been snatched up from over there and put up here, with many more to come.

Telling Tales.

It's a collection of short stories in the style of "The Melancholy  Death of Oyster Boy" by Tim Burton.  I've asked for inspiration from friends and family and it's going great.  This series means a lot to me and to have my family and friends be a part of this makes it all the more meaningful.  Right now there are no illustrations but I hope to change that over here on Tell Tales Dollface.

Malady

Malady was the purest white

With eyes that shone like fire

And across her back a hundred spots

On her forehead another

You may think she’s a pretty thing

But don’t let her purring fool you

Those spots aren’t spots but spiders you see

Which attack the moment you’re near her

Inspired by my brother Steve.