Inspirational Original Poetry: Mother Moon

The nighttime moon gives us hope…

Sharing some more artwork: Alcohol markers- “Moonscape”

I am still having a lot of fun with some alcohol markers. The more I use them, the more that I find how wonderful they are for making colors pop and blending. Everything just looks more vivid… I did another nighttime landscape with the moon and I feel like this one turned out much better

Spoken Poetry Podcast Episode: Bring Back the Night

Listen to the episode/spoken word poem at: https://anchor.fm/ariana-r-cherry/episodes/Spoken-Word-Poetry-Bring-Back-the-Night-e4168h **************************** “There’s a lonely place that many do not visit… Down in the depths where the moon is black and the stars are unplugged…” Listen to poet,  Ariana R Cherry recite her poem, “Bring Back the Night.” You can also read the poem at:   https://arianarcherry.wordpress.com/2016/08/25/darkhorror-poetrybring-back-the-night/ YouTube Video:

Dark Poetry: Imprisoned in My Mind

    Imprisoned in My Mind Behind the fiery sparks, That light my intertwined thoughts, I’m held, Imprisoned in my mind. An entire other world, That faces off with the reality That I see in front of my innocent eyes. …Imprisoned in my mind, I confront the every-day tasks at hand… Fighting off a reality,

Poetry: “Season Three… another year, wrapped under the tree…”

Season Three …another year, wrapped under the tree. ——————————————————————–   Tis’ the third season has come and the traveling winds have whispered through the winds of change…   I once was there, in a fog of darkness and despair… and now I stand here, near the branches of the trees, where the air has become

Poetry: Battle of My Dreams

Battle of My Dreams   Night after night, as my head hits the evening pillow, I wish the moon adieu and close my tired eyes tight…   I await to blissfully nod off into a cosmic starlit darkness, but mixed psychedelic memories play scene after scene throughout my mind… As my conscious battles with my

Poetry: “Dream World”

DREAM WORLD   So lay down thy head into the awaiting dreamland that awaits upon your soft beckoning restful pillow…   Prepare for the journey of your nighttime slumber, traveling through the spiraling tunnels of timeless consciousness and all the numerous echoes of thy day…   Into the nigh, we travel to a world beyond

Poetry: “What If”

What If What if we forgot all the strenuous turmoil? What if trauma no longer tainted our souls? And what if, we all could be innocent again? ….There would be a universe without havoc… Moving…in perfect sync, as the full moon danced brightly in line with all of our wishing stars… and there would be

Poetry: Innocence Prevailed

Innocence Prevailed Upon entering a new innocent world, A bright blinding light shone for all to see- Laughs echoing aloud, tears running down cheeks, flowing free. Innocence prevailed… Unknown to a darkness that awaited thee. A light flickered, blowing its fuse. Darkness folding over, covering all the stars… A dull moon turned dim… Someone closed

Poetry: “Journey On”

JOURNEY ON *************************** …step…step….step, into the cool air that surrounds me above the dim stars… Breathe… Breathe into the silent air above the dark sky at midnight… Stare…blink….stand… Still. So still. Gather my scattered thoughts… Invisible thoughts that come alive in my so-active non-silent mind. Look up , so high….into the never-ending sky… wishing for…