Caroline Tiss Writes

 Reverie by Caroline Tiss I used to look into your eyes And they would call my name Now I'm left lonely Singing in the rain A lonesome tune A melody Wandering on, in pain I used to wish you would come back to me Sail the sea of Saturn's rings Just to see my face But I won't call into the dark any longer I won't ring the chapel bell Just to see your grace I am at peace with your choice I have my happiness Though some days I am reminded of when you used to keep me warm by candlelight On an autumn day But I don't need you anymore Though I love you still I now sing beneath the Willow trees And I think I always will.

 Dirt by Caroline Tiss One day I will become the dirt Melting into the earth And these days of running through the night Looking into each others eyes Kissing her beneath a gem studded sky Will be gone from me And lost in the ever changing wheel of time Laughing over fireflies in the summer heat Weeping in the hospital And smoking cigarettes in the fresh fallen snow No one will ever know.

 July - Journal Entry By Caroline Tiss 7/28/2022 7/28/2022  If only we all knew how lucky we are to be alive, I have felt like I've only let the lips of death brush against mine not long ago. But if I have learned anything through all of my night terrors as a child, I know that you must know who you are. If you do not know you must find out. And you must know your reasons and evaluate who you are. Feel all your strength in your gut and simply believe. You do not have to fight anyone, for god sake. It is the only adivce I can really give. I feel so foolish quite honestly evern giving advice, because I feel like the pursuit of power is where the most mistakes are made. Power needs integrity. I so often feel caught between the grip of my tears that I might choke, But then I am restless. If anyone tries to tell me what that means I just might breakdown. Tenderness, is so rare today. - Entry written by Caroline Tiss  7/28/2022  ____________________________________________...

The Sun - Caroline Tiss   A child, a lover, a girl. Seventeen yet so surreal. I want to rise with this day dawning. The morning arises with the cracking whip of dawn, like lightning, like the fading of summer into an autumn chill, announcing the presence of her magnificence, Look upon the sun, Ask him what's his name? How long has it been since he has faced the terror of his past. Woman at his side, walking on glass. Years pass, she's torn between her lover and all she wants and more. Can we simply stop? Let us find what makes us satisfied. We are only as balanced as we become, and even then anything can change. So Swiftly, you would hear everything Cry and Bleed. So please, Look at yourself and all of the mess that we've become. You are not lost. But all is at stake. So love it or leave it, Drink it or beat it, Hate me or call me a Heathen. I do not give a damn. But look at what you have created. Please don't deny it. Just observe, think please. Don't listen to any...

  Caroline Tiss -  Entry - 7/14/2022   It’s so strange how nobody really knows, all in all it’s all just human nature. Aren’t we the same Romans and statues of Baroque. The New Gods are being born as we speak. We are the stairway to heaven, we are the tower of Babel. It’s all so beautiful and I can see it before it happens. It makes me feel like the blood in my veins is running hot with violet enchanted flames. Sometimes I feel like I could end the world singlehandedly, but then I remember the stories, and all the love letters between estranged lovers lost in the mail, lost at sea. And I remember what I live for. Somehow, someway I would love to be the archivist the librarian the bookkeeper, a scribe, a collector of manuscripts and all of the gems of poetry I have found on my journeys. I’d rather be a bit of a Pirate a bit of a vagabond Robin hood, with no real destination except all that I am. It brings me life, and it has been prophesied. The star seeds are now star bl...

Romance Labyrinths Link to my Blog (Indigo Genesis 2022)   INDIGO GENESIS (indigenesis.blogspot.com) ______________________________________________________________________ Romance Labyrinths  _______________________________________ By : Caroline Tiss VALENTINO’S CASTLE  Greenery of Valentino’s Castle  Armor and Bastille  Blossoming Violently with Violets of Scarlet and Blue Merry in the morning, Laughing by the afternoon   Johanna, you seem so very cold, with eyes of silver dew and lips as purple as nightshade  Could I sit by your side if till the clock strikes midnight?  Mayflowers and whiskey on the Bar back You never know the thrill of it until the wind brushes your skin with all the seduction of a woman on fire. MAGDALENE’S LOVER  Magdalene’s Lover Did he love his woman well?  Mary Magdalene weeping at the sinners well, Was she a woman or the archetype of a heathen’s love spell?  Tender is the heart of a woman, Soft to the ...

  Virginia Beach  Short Story by Caroline Tiss If I were to take all of the stars and drink them like  ambrosia, would I have the wonder I desire? Or would I just be another dreamer looking on into the night through a window that I have outgrown. The pressure collects in my chest as I cross the board walk of the beach. The night has fallen on the seaside and the  moon reflects  into the tides. All of the people around me pass me by. Like fallen leaves in October when the wind sighs. I wish every one of them the best, these seaside  travelers, beach vacationers, and tourists which most  seem to  be. It is the summer in Virginia Beach,  and it’s never looked more lovely than when I’m alone .              Somehow,  I enjoy fading into a crowd. I enjoy making my presence less assertive to the passer by so I can observe them, like a painter looking  for someone’s smile to make them inspired. Or mayb...