So the handsome Chevalier returnsLeaving a trail of broken hearts in his wakeYet there is one heart he lusts after but cannot haveFor it is under safeguardLock and keepThe fair maiden plays a tough gameLeaving our handsome Chevalier to guess what really l...
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LauraDanielle
Over 90 days ago
New Zealand
Stories
Open Letters
General open lettersUnlike my other two 'Open letters' that I have written, these are very general and do not fit into any specific category like my makeup and underwear open letters. These are just general topics from my everyday life, that I am sharing with you, my interne...
Things are heating up at work. Apparently, spring didn't get the memo that it's her season, and us here in Hawkes Bay have gone straight to summer. It's not a major complaint, though, six months of summer sounds amazing, and it's even better because our C...
Halloween Hi-jinks and other ramblings.
A few thoughts on Halloween in New Zealand.Halloween isn't widely celebrated in New Zealand. It's more of an American thing, but I have noticed that now it is slowly starting to catch on over here. The local Plaza now stock Halloween costumes, and not just for children, as I have seen in previous...
My dearest Lady HonourWith the wreaths of laurel in your hairShow me the cards that you hold so close to your chestTell me your secrets so that I may know you all the betterLet me show you how, where other men have failed and fallen by the waysideMy deare...
O' fair maidenWith the beautiful hairHow you elude meAnd haunt my dreamsO' fair maidenWith the immaculate natureHow your wit enchants meAnd your song beguilesO' fair maidenWith the heart, I would stealHow I hope to possess youAnd lay claim at your doorO'...
Over the seaAwaits his loveSteadfast and unchangingHer word of loyaltyA comfort to himThrough the darkest of timesA Northern StarOne fixed point throughout the instabilityOver the seaAwaits his hopeThe promise of a new love and a new lifeEver present and...
Open Letters To My Makeup
Open letters to my makeupIt seems I have two weaknesses in this world. Well, three if you count Stephen Colbert, but my two main weaknesses seem to be underwear and makeup. Every single time I visit the local Plaza, or indeed the bigger Mall in the next town over, I find myself d...
Kids say and do the darndest things!
A few snippets from my job in early childhood.I work in childcare, a job I love and enjoy very much. No two days are the same and the children definitely keep me on my toes, but I would not change it for the world. I love my job. As you probably guessed from the title, this is just a little piece abo...
Thank you
A musing for an old friendYour words chilled my soulAs you looked at me with heartless eyesAnd told me we were doneGrudgingly I said my goodbyesAnd tried to move onTrying to rid my mind of youAll those times I criedAnd thought that maybe if I changedOur relationship could be reviv...
The Secret
The man at the bar was keeping a secret"Another one Sir?" The barkeep asked. "Please," the man replied, sliding his glass back over to the barman. "You seem in a good mood," the barkeep said, keeping the conversation going. It was two pm on a Tuesday afternoon and the place was empty, save for...
Execution
The final moments of a convicted manHe slowly walked through the crowd of people, his eyes roving everywhere. He had expected there to be more noise from the crowd, more jeers and ugly insults hurled, but they were silent and watching him, moving aside without saying a word, too scared to t...
Legend Of The House.
The legend of the house was a tale told by local youth to scare their peers.The bloody handprint on the window- calling card of the wicked. Of the sick. Entering the house, he could see straight away that there had been trouble in the hallway, which was the first thing one saw when they entered the house. Long abandoned was the h...
Come Down
A sequel to New Rush.Like a plate of glass the rush shatters, leaving you cut up and in pieces. It hurts. That high you attained, in comparison to this, was brief and only mildly pleasurable. Pills. You need more. You need more pills so you can make the high you seek last. If...
Internal thoughts of a woman alone
As she sat there on the busy train, trying to blend in, he imagined her lifeShe was plain as paper. There was something very nondescript about her. The darkish, straight brows, the blue eyes that were just that - blue. Not a special blue, or a sparkling blue. They were neither light blue nor dark. Just blue. The oval face that wa...