A peek inside my head...... ;)

~Lady Rogue~ by: A. McNally

Just like the tempest with her scowl,
she wears her pride upon her brow-
Her mournful eyes do tell her tale,
a life of pain she knows so well-
When others flock by three's or two's,
a lonesome walk is what she'll choose-
Her anger powers mighty winds-
Her heart cries for her wicked sins-
Her dress is black like ebony-
Her ivory skin like piano keys-
Inside her castle, Lady waits,
for death to lead her to her mate-
The love she lost so long ago
that stole her dreams and took her soul.


Rainy Day Sanctuary by: Amber McNally


The sun plays hide and seek behind the clouds
as darkness rides in like rolling waves of metallic grey.....
I feel the earth quake beneath me
as the sky belches out an echo of roaring thunder.......
Pellets of wet glass begin to rain down
like millions of tiny cannonballs firing all around me........
I, in my bare-naked feet do run, splishing and splashing
through the cool, mud-soaked puddles, laughing childishly all the way.
My hair, now drenched and heavy with stormy residue,
curls into silky black ringlets as I lick the water that's
dripping down my face and onto my lips..........
Standing perfectly still, I tingle with pleasure
as each lovely raindrop slithers seductively in and over
every curve and every pore on my skin.........
I feel clean and refreshed, as if my sorrows
for today have all been washed away...
The rain returns to its home in the heavens,
the clouds retreat, and all is quiet once more



Ornaments of the Orient,

by: amber mcnally

The snow-capped peaks
do glisten white
The cherry trees glow pink
The pristine waters
of the streams
do shine with morning light
She holds her fan
of pearl and jade
her body, cloaked in silk
Her painted lips do
match the trees
in her geisha promenade
With Ishtar's essence
and almond eyes
like a dahlia with her grace
Two coral combs sit
in her hair
She's porcelain's disguise



Windchime by: Amber McNally

Your pieces dangle, twist, and turn
their crystal sparkles catch the sun
A ray of light refracts and forms
a rainbow that compares to none
The secret whispers of the wind
blow steadfast through your tangled strings
A spinning motion now begins
just like a pinwheel with no wings
Your teardrop pendants intertwine
and mingle in their ballroom dance
Their harmony as they combine
does fill the air with much romance
You lovely windchime, sing for me,
forever your sweet melody.


Deja' Vu

by: Amber McNally

I see you walk across the room
like a Greek sun god
with your chin so high.
Those eyes like rain,
I've seen before,
I think to myself
as you glide right by.
A whiff of your skin
tries to tickle my nose
and images of you fill my head.
I recall your kind smile,
your wit, and your charm
and the soft spoken words that you said.
"Do I know you?"
I asked, as you bolted away;
And you turned to look me in the face.
Your features then changed
as your serious tone
was suddenly and warmly replaced.
You said not a word
as you quietly stared,
but our hearts were connecting inside.
We knew on that sidewalk
that long, long ago
the two lovers we'd been
had once died.
The moment of truth
quickly faded away
and we both hurried back to our lives.
You turned and we parted,
the two of us there
for the second time, saying goodbye.


Fair Maiden of the Avalon

by: Amber McNally
Fair maiden of the Avalon beseeches thee tonight
to guide her on a journey filled with dangerous delight
A quest through death’s long corridor til’ every room is sought
To search for one, the gallant knight, her lost love Lancelot.
Their hearts were bound together when at first their eyes did meet
but their love was kept in secret and thus ended in defeat.
So now the lady Guinevere does seek for love renewed
among the ghostly gallows calling out for her love true.


Utopia in the Sky , by: Amber McNally

I take a seat down in the cool green grass
and gaze up at the marshmallow sky
A dazzling blue canopy, freckled with polka-dots of white
clouds that burst down from the heavens
creating mother nature’s very own fireworks
These translucent stepping stones beckon me
like a towering bridge into another realm
as my imagination unleashes powers beyond human capacity.....
My feet part with the earth as my body leaves the grassy knoll beneath me
and I soar with outstretched hands into the blue lagoon
above me as the winds of spring dance across my face.
My image transformed, I glide radiantly through the
sun-kissed day, facing the intangible idea that
now exists within my mind...........there are endless
possiblilities


Lunar Wonderland

by: Amber McNally

Tonight beneath the moonlit sky
the fancy fairies flutter by
and tiptoe on wind's gentle wings
while great-horned owls hoot to sing
a melody of natural sound
amidst the frosting on the ground
The vines with tendrils, creep and curl
as the glowing moondust shines like pearl
and the toadstools hide the little elves
who keep the forest by themselves.