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Graffiti Train

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on July 31, 2015 by shatteredbutterfly

Hand picked lilacs
settled briskly into a vase
positioned in the windowsill
as its aroma fills the room

Fresh dew drops from each petal
As I catch a bluejay gliding into the pine tree
which a mysterious fungus is growing too far unnoticed
From the corner of my eye

Off-white pastel seeds drift in front
of my windshield on the highway
a ride at a carnival makes me feel alive
being present in your body when death is too often on your mind

Fireworks spring over the Red River on the first of July
clouds waited until the evening to spill sunshine
Graffiti sprawled on a prairie train as cars wait in the July heat
the wheels squeal and scream, heavy rust built up from long travels through fluctuating climates
there’s certainly no need to turn my head left crossing a one way street

An old church stands reflected onto a downtown building plated with metal
the sidewalk is warped along it’s tall mirrored reflection
childrens laughter echoes throughout the suburban neighborhood from an open window

At 1:41 am
shades of cool is blasting on the car stereo
as emergency sirens pulsate
through us
Just this one time I won’t wear my seatbelt
That howling is haunting me

Driving down Pembina Hwy a yellow billboard creates a neon shadow
on wet concrete
green lights melt into puddles as you
drive me home

gliding over roadkill at the midnight hour
I won’t leave this show until the last song is played
And won’t get off this ride until it’s done

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Central Heterochromia

Posted in Poem, poetry, Trust, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on December 26, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

My perceptions
have all
been changed now

All my thoughts of you –
used to be light

but they’ve created
such a heavy
weight now

From floating
to sinking

and for the first time
in my mind
doubt has been raised
that someone
is not often
who they portray

I should have looked
two times

It turned out
the light glow
creating that misty haze
I had mistook
For light

Had been surrounding
a deep pit in the center

An all consuming
darkness

I’ve tentatively
walked up towards
your windows
and took a peak inside

What I’ve found is how
what lies behind
an exterior
is the corridor towards
a vastly divergent interior

Victoria Josephine 2014

Stars

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on November 5, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

Drive out to the outskirts of the city, on a cold winters night, running down the highway. I stop and gleam into the midnight sky. A realization comes over me.
I’ve got an audience.

The milky way galaxy in all it’s splendour fills my eyesight and I am at loss for any words.
Whatever is troubling my heart at that moment, I’m immersed in a vast unknown and it captures my imagination. I see bright lights above me from a moment in time reaching me here and now. Caught in beauty and wonder.

Orion shot an arrow into my heart. His latest victim, I’m captivated in infatuation.

– Victoria Josephine

Not Where I Make You Stay

Posted in Heartbreak, Love, Poem with tags , , , , , , , on October 19, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

This terror creeps inside of my being
that one day you’ll be
soaring above, over head

I might snatch you up and imprison
your glass, frail walls

Creating a concave fist
with my eager hands

Not wanting to set loose
what I’ve captured
For it rarely passes by

With these
clutched fingers
secured tightly

the sheer force would cause
a crack in the glass
spreading
until it shatters

Causing you
to cease to exist
let alone
ever flourish

There’s just no way
I could let that ever happen

That delicate bird I call love
must pass on by

I cannot strive towards it
It must land softly
on my shoulder, whistling into my ear

Of how this is their favourite
place to be

Because you’ve made a decision
you belong
not where I make you stay

Inner Landscapes

Posted in Love, Poem, Romance with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 17, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

I liken to your presence
to a swift fall breeze
at dusk

My soul breathes it in
for oxygen

Just the touch of your fingertips
across my skin
is like simmering coals
only emitting warmth
the closer I become

Your dusty voice is like a cool breeze
sweeping it’s way around my neck
finding its way to my ears
creating echoes of sweet sentiments
lasting for days

Your eyes are like peering into a mirror
as I see a part of myself reflected in a small glance

Walking through a multitude of strangers
would have no lasting effect on me
I would become surrounded
yet untouched

I find peace in your inner landscapes
the hidden pastures
as I lye down in your meadows
staring at clouds of thought and ideas
pass over and fade into an open sky

Some would say
you’re like a warm summer breeze
but I would argue and compare
you more to an Autumn rain
contemplative and cool

Sometimes I wonder
if I could be completely wrong about it all

Yet your warmth is like the sun at noon
melting me from the inside

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Oceans Inside

Posted in Love, Poem, Romance with tags , , , , , on September 10, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

I dream of being wrapped within
the oceans inside of you
To find comfort between
the shore and the wave
a force envelops my body into the undertow
My back pounds into the floor below
As adrenaline rushes through my veins
Close my eyes to the fear
As it rains
Clench my fingers into the wet sand
Knowing exactly where each ocean drop will land
And I know
You’re always in reach of my hands

Consequences of Desire

Posted in Art, Love, Poem, Romance, Spirituality, Unrequited love with tags , , , , , , , on August 15, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

An idea held within a skeletal like frame
Paints a picture like fine brush onto a blank canvas
Thoughts arise like a gust of wind whirling over open skies
Where small birds stretch their wings open wide
Passing by

Behold before you lies uncharted pasture of possibilities
Multiple paths left untouched, unexplored
Too deep the meadow drifts, too dire the consequences of desire

Sunken footprints are found inside the deep recesses of the pasture
Once a naive soul wandered too far in and lost their way
Captivated by longing

Wishes have since faded as they descended into the darkest well
Left echoing without a witness

Grasping hands cannot hold onto that which the heavy heart clings dear