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Mace & Crown | March 7, 2015

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Creative Enclave Archives * Mace & Crown

Body of An Angel

December 11, 2014 |

I had the blessing and the opportunity To witness the sight of an Angel Her feet swelled at her heels Toes delegated and strong Standing faithfully for what she believes in Her legs were elegantly carved From running down her own untouched and rug ged path It did leave her knee scared As proof though […]Read More

Self-confidence

November 23, 2014 |

She has been thrown into the deep end tossed aside like an ox in a whirlwind all alone, an outcast without a friend She does not obtain a heart to mend   For it is lost, she’s heartless her world is flooded with mess She requires her esteem and ego caressed and to know that […]Read More

Open your eyes

November 23, 2014 |

To give my bright future In some way of the truth, To laugh and to relax Till the hard work has begun. Beneath a fake smile While painfully hurting inside, Hard like a brick wall— That is my heart!   To show my true self In the eyes of the crowd, Be honest! Have fun! […]Read More

Mistress of Time

November 14, 2014 |

To settle down in droll and drum, what a terrible curse. Life was rustic and dull, but a mistress made it interesting, I saw her and lost inhibition, having obligations is the worst. With her time wasted turned precious, for now my purpose is fulfilling.   Beautiful as the night sky and just as eternal, […]Read More

Poems by Mouri

November 12, 2014 |

World of Mine By Mouri I am the boy walking with his hood up, earphones in, chain wallet clinkin’ – I am the woman with the scarf around her neck, pencil skirt, sunglasses shinin’- I am the businessman with his pressed suit, sharp tie, briefcase, phone ringin’ – I am the girl with the pigtails, […]Read More

built of eden

October 8, 2014 |

atmospheric skin: jealous stars, orange blossom air, polished chunks of sapphire sky comprise the geography of a young woman with small hands. built of eden: damp earth, july wild fire, crushed goal and diamonds tasted by the rough hands of a man who does not love her. and she, Uncontrollable, swallowed an entire universe and […]Read More

What am I

October 1, 2014 |

My silent step betrays not my approach the whisper of clothe the rasp of my staff the only sound that says I’m around I call your name gently, softly and say it is time      for you to go i hold out my hand and plead, don’t run You won’t go alone      i know […]Read More

Creative Piece: Knight of the Furballs

September 24, 2014 |

My name is Lime. I am… A Knight of the Furballs. My mission is simple. I am to go on a journey to find the Bowl of Tuna. I was given this task by the very king himself, King Artty Pendog. I don’t know how long I will be on this mission, but it is […]Read More

Psalms 151

September 10, 2014 |

Joy cometh in the morning But God where’s your sun Trials come to make us strong But God the fire is too hot. How long must I burn here To become your precious gold. How much longer?   I’ve become mine own enemy And I’m indeed strong. Hide me from the shadows of my mind […]Read More

Judgement Forecast

September 10, 2014 |

Feet dangling Shuffling above my own fate Not because I’m happy, I’m resisting my own suicide.   Someone help I can’t breathe, Suffocating on my own will, My own dream. I lost my shoes, My drive to run, He took them and I let Him. Scorching pebbles play patty cake with my soles, Flames embrace […]Read More

Cosmopolitan Incognito Murder Mystery Story

April 11, 2013 |

He could not relate, sitting down in his chair with a glass of scotch, breathing fumes from the fireplace. He imagines in some far off time his mind on end with mental illness, collapsed into itself from years of dilapidation. What it is for so many years to be on the brink of a self […]Read More

Miami and The Sea of Misfortune

April 11, 2013 |

6. The exuding nature of my experiment in journalism is cause here for a heavy anachronism in my thinking and writing process on my trip. This collage of memories from the dark light of a desk come to me as a vivid dream, pulled from my brain from needle-nose pliers. Last year, my first visit […]Read More

Miami and The Sea of Misfortune

April 11, 2013 |

Ch. 5 The Dark ‘N’ Stormy is single handedly the most significant vice for influencing my agreement with Dr. Bob’s terms to come to Miami and peruse the islands. Predominately doing so as I lower my inhibitions, sipping from a Collins glass with a secreting lime wedge on top, while staring off of our balcony […]Read More

Miami and The Sea of Misfortune

April 11, 2013 |

4 “In the early hours of Monday, the massive 114,500 ton Costa Concordia wallowed on its side only meters from the picturesque Tuscan port of Giglio, with rescuers continuing a painstaking search for survivors or bodies. The 290-metre long vessel, a multistorey floating resort carrying 4,229 passengers and crew, foundered and keeled over after being […]Read More