elizabeth.hewitt

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"Ode to Fire"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Born from the friction of True Love’s Spark He grew hot and searingly handsome, blazing in the Dark His influence doth seduce, every willow catches his flame Consumed by his pas...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 59 views | Poetry | April 15, 2019

"Wanted Yet Forsaken"

by elizabeth.hewitt

A pretty girl named Virtue skipped by me once Her aura a soft, white glow; all darkness it shuns I stopped to behold her; she stopped to say “I am going to Foreverland. Can you...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 49 views | Poetry | April 13, 2019

"Pain Is A Chain"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Pain is a chain that binds us to Sorrow Links us to our somber past, weighing down with iron foresight Cold metal chokin...

1 Like | 0 comment | 52 views | Poetry | April 9, 2019

"The Side of Me; The Worst of Me"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Walking down a lonely road, cold, gastly, and gray, the Moon shone on my back, casting a long, slender shadow across the cobblestone path. I was lightly trodding homeward bound, enrobed in her luminous robe so fair, ignoring the grisly...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 71 views | Drama | April 1, 2019

"The Cold Front of Life"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I loved the Sun while he shone so fine He may have burnt my skin, but his kiss was sultry golden I kissed him back, with...

1 Like | 0 comment | 44 views | Poetry | March 17, 2019

"The Teacher: A Priceless Friend"

by elizabeth.hewitt

When called to mind, some shudder in fright When spoken word of mouth, others bow in respect A vessel of knowledge, yet...

1 Like | 0 comment | 66 views | Poetry | March 11, 2019

"Am I Loved?"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I harbor so much affection Love too vast to hold within a girl, it's true I yearn to give it all, but as it sits it beco...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 59 views | Poetry | March 9, 2019

"Misty-Eyed Memories"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I stared into my looking-glass one night Only to behold things to make me cry The surface was overcome by a bright light...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 70 views | Poetry | March 3, 2019

"But Can I Be Free?"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I find this mortal body pretty and lithe But not supple enough, I need more to fly I try to walk lightly through the day...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 84 views | Poetry | February 27, 2019

"The Wasteland In Me"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Flowers and blooms, this is all I think Rainbows and magic, it's all I contemplate But when I look in a mirror, what sta...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 81 views | Poetry | February 26, 2019

"My Lover’s Embrace"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Refuge of comfort! Oh, house of warmth! He encloses me in His arms, and all fears fall away! He uplifts my weary spirit;...

1 Like | 0 comment | 90 views | General | January 22, 2019

"Music In My Blood"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I cannot help it when the flute begins to sing I cannot resist when the piano sparkles her tone I am deeply enchanted by...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 103 views | Poetry | January 21, 2019

"Ballade of the Weeping Nightingale"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Oh sorrowful night! Oh desolate plains! Of you I chant a dirge; of my existence I moan! Why should I fly endlessly till...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 90 views | Poetry | January 21, 2019

"The Shuriken’s Rage"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Hold me, young warrior; behold my stark blades! Lay me in the palm of your hand; Throw me to cast death! On whomever I m...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 117 views | Poetry | January 20, 2019

"Lady Twilight"

by elizabeth.hewitt

When my brother rises, I retire to my ethereal chambers When he has done his day's labor, I rise to begin mine While I t...

1 Like | 2 comments | 109 views | Poetry | January 15, 2019

"Song of the Werewolf"

by elizabeth.hewitt

These woods I wander, these forlorn fields I roam Black, dried leaves crackle wherever I tread I have seen every vale an...

1 Like | 2 comments | 95 views | Legend | January 15, 2019

"I Beg Thee to Move Me!"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Walking down a lonely street Devoid of bodies, but yes, full of the mind's frequent guests They are indeed strange chara...

1 Like | 2 comments | 111 views | General | January 10, 2019

"What Love Can Do!"

by elizabeth.hewitt

There once was a small girl, only 6 years of age. She was lonely all her life, for plague had stolen her parents away. There was no grandparent, no aunt, nor uncle to look after the poor, weeping thing, so she was placed in an orphana...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 98 views | Fairy Tales | January 9, 2019

"Anxiety"

by elizabeth.hewitt

I wake in the morning, I hear an alarming banging on the door of my mind "Get up at once!" "Stay in to hide from the day!"...

0 Likes | 8 comments | 153 views | Drama | January 1, 2019

"The Ice Dragon"

by elizabeth.hewitt

The North Wind follows my lead; yes, I lead more powerfully than a noble, war-steed. Run, not I, but I sail through the skies! Oh, how I love the frigid gale underneath my broad, crystal-shard wings! How the scales dance with blue stone...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 118 views | Fantasy | December 29, 2018

"Mother Nature’s Wedding"

by elizabeth.hewitt

Every December twenty-first, this special day comes to pass, a celebration white and shimmering; the festivities last a whole quarter year! But it is not easy for Mother Nature to become a bride of white for her groom, Father Winter; sh...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 119 views | Fantasy | December 25, 2018

"I Cannot Make It"

by elizabeth.hewitt

The thousandth time I have stumbled, Down the rocky steppe I clumsily stumble! My knee bleeds again! A brand new gash on...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 102 views | Poetry | December 20, 2018

"Emptiness"

by elizabeth.hewitt

The more things we own, the more colorful our life will be, they say. But will it? What color do the things of this world bring? The things of solid forms, and the things of wood and steel? Tell me, what is the difference between a poor...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 108 views | General | December 18, 2018

"The Weary Warrior"

by elizabeth.hewitt

On a snow-laden tundra, where the North Wind forever bares her icy jaws, a lone man wanders, throughout the storms of sleet and ice. Head hung low, but his spirit hanging lower still, trudges among the drifts...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 118 views | General | December 17, 2018

"Christmas In The Shallow"

by elizabeth.hewitt

It is that time of year, one I hold so high and dear! My heart is stirred to give gifts of joy, and to lift spirits with cheer!...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 97 views | Poetry | December 16, 2018

"I Am a Princess"

by elizabeth.hewitt

No Crown I wear, no scepter I bear But everywhere I stride, I leave sparkling glory everywhere No purple robe to clothe...

1 Like | 0 comment | 97 views | Poetry | December 16, 2018

"Ode To Water"

by elizabeth.hewitt

She flows, bubbles, sings, Winds relentlessly, but gently She runs to her home, the Father Sea...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 112 views | Poetry | December 15, 2018