Frankenstein; Or the Modern Prometheus – CE Wing

That is me
Frankenstein
The Modern Prometheus
The Phantom of the Opera
Mr. Hyde
The Beast
All the tragic creatures
I identify with
The darkness is really
The lonely lion
Roaming
Roaring
Raging
No one sees
No one hears
No cares
Unloved
Unlovable
Unwanted
Tortured
Tormented
Torn
Giving up on the sun
Embracing the moon
And finding a peace
I’ve never known


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry

If You Could Be Mine – CE Wing

I think I’m smitten
I know I’m intrigued
Captivated
But
If you could be mine
One day
Then I know
My dark forest
Would be bright again
But
If you could be mine
One day
I would be inspired
To write mesmerizing poetry
And epic tales
But
If you could be mine
One day
You would have my loyalty and honesty
Passion and desire
A true partner
But
If you could be mine
One day
Oh what a journey we could have
To travel through forests and mountains
And explore inter realms
But only
One day
If you could be mine


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry

Her Name in the Sky – CE Wing

Heart broken and lost
Wandering a dark forest
I hear soft laughter on the wind
Enchanted, I follow the sound
I come to a clearing
I look up to see
Her name in the sky
A name I some how know
The laughter grows louder
I follow it to see
A beautiful fairy sitting upon a stump
Strawberry red hair
Sky blue eyes
Wings of the rainbow
Are you Pixie?
Yes Ziel, I am
And now heart healed
Lost in a different way
Her name in the sky
Her name on my lips
Her name on my heart
Her name in my soul


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry

The Gravity Between Us – CE Wing

All I ever wanted was to love you
But you had another plan
Still don’t know what that was
What you wanted was a mystery
Now silence and distance
Is all I have
And
The gravity between us
I have no desire to fight
You lost
We could have great together
You may have ghosted
But I am the one that is free
Unburdened
Happier then I’ve ever been
The gravity between us
Has no power
No meaning
As you have no power
And no meaning
To me anymore


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry

Desert Of The Heart – CE Wing

A guest of wind blew through
Bringing a bit of fresh air
Oh how the desert of the heart needed it
A bit of soft rain fell
Refreshing and sweet
Then in the distance
A reflection
Is that water?
I pray it was not a mirage
I quicken my steps
As I get closer
I see a palm tree
And then a pool of water
I reach it and sink to my knees
I quench my parched throat
I sit back against the tree
I survey the desert of the heart
And this one beautiful oasis
Then my eye caught sight
Of a gorgeous red hibiscus flower
Hope bloomed
Took shape
Inspiration returned
And all around me
The desert of the heart
Slowly began to bloom
Into a lush green forest
Alive with butterflies
Hummingbirds and squirrels
Life renewed
Spirit revitalized
Soul repaired
And the desert of the heart
Is no more


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry

The Awakening – Iulia Halatz

The song dreams along
with the fields
watered by the eyes
of the wettest dawn.

She feels empty
caught
in a web of stars
immenser than any sky
that ever sheltered Europe.

Her story is not written.
She lives in the not-knowing
Her mind crossed Rubicons
Scylla and Charybdis
are petrified
with
lyrics and dance.

She is all the things
She has ever loved:
scented wine,
the white and blue bustle
of spring
the forests dormant
under the scythed moon.
Her green thoughts
bear the celestial heavens
like so many miniature Atlases…

This world is strange
and under attack
of barbarous hearts
that have plundered
and seduced
bedazzled countries
and continents…
She is still not yours,
Still hiding in the
vapors of the tide…

“Like any artist without an art form, she became dangerous.” – Toni Morrison


“Writing is an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I am the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not because of a polished world. Writing out of love is painless and herbivore. As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’. Nevertheless, some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost…” She is a teacher, small entrepreneur and cyclist.

You can read more of Iulia’s writing at Blog de companie

Girl Interrupted – CE Wing

I was barely 9 years old
Betrayed
Used
Confused
Buried the memories
The confusion
The betrayal
The pain
Suppressed
The little girl I was
Who I was meant to be
I was 15 years old
Memories
Flooded back
Alone
Confusion reigned
Sitting
Tears running uncontrolled
Wanting it all to stop
Blade pressed to my wrist
Blood welling
Image of my mother
Was the only thing
To stop the blade
I was 45 almost 46 years old
I uncovered who I really am
Who I was always meant to be
And I had been a
Girl interrupted


CE Wing is a Connecticut Yankee living in the Queen City. A writer and poet. She has dreamed of being a writer since she was a little girl. Her dream was pushed aside for a time but through her journey of self-discovery, she rekindled her passion for writing. She is currently writing a novel, a traditional fantasy with an LGBTQ theme. You can read more of her writing on Wing’s Poetry