Rasputin

Headlines scream

distorted facts

all attempting

to discredit me.

Crowds come crawling

accepting lies

spilled from my lips

while I rob them.

Women faint

overcome with lust

disturbed by

animal magnetism.

Men huff

chests thrown out

trying hard

to best my stature.

Even with

this notorious reputation

the Tsarina still loves me

for I and I alone

have god’s ear

to save her son.

Photo courtesy of:

https://www.npr.org/sections/thesalt/2017/01/31/510802220/fact-or-fiction-even-when-it-comes-to-food-its-hard-to-tell-with-rasputin

 

 

 

Whimsy

It starts

a word

a phrase

a picture seen

creation begins.

I sit

placing fingers to keys

they dance

music flowing

without any thought.

Words spew forth

cresting the page

rage

truth

love

happiness

pictures in the sky.

Possibilities……

dreams

fantasies

dance through my mind.

Never do I know though

where my story will take me.

Photo by Stanley Dai on Unsplash