Poems from Blannahannah

because even though our life seems treacherous and the path we walk seems dangerous and our selves seem to fall into a melancholy sadness...
This mansion is a Wonderhouse, a house that carries grace and elegance.  It's coated with old photos and portraits of memories of the early...
Wind, it whistles through the trees,  coiling the ruddy brown leaves. Wind makes the fire sway at midnight,  illuminating the burning that...
The boy sits in the attic.  A little different than everyone else, he sits in the attic by himself.  Lost in a tangle of thoughts and...
Sometimes When you look up at the night sky, there's difference.  Up there among the stars are dreams galloping,  Hopes crashing,  And the...