Emily Jane Brontë poem

The Night is Darkening Around Me

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.

By Emily Jane Brontë


Another poem to share with you. Emily Jane Brontë english novelist and poet, she write the novel "Wuthering Heights".

Sora, Cielo, Sky

Aviator

From the air a patchwork of ochre,
grenish and silver stones,
that brighten the earth.

Take my hand, lets take flight,
let the wind entagle your red hair,
through the storms to a cloudyless land.

Crossing the sky over a flying bridge of stars,
what lies beyond this blue curtain?

In this ephemeral journey,
in this precios instant in wich you are flowing,
as the clock goes on, over the ground, FLYER!
rise your heart to the infinity soul freedom.

by Las Noches

My newest doll "Sora" she's an aviator crossing the sky of imagination, I also write a poem or kind of .......hope you like it!

I made her with fabric and acrilycs.

The art of Daniel Merriam

Daniel Merriam is an amaizing artist, I love his work so much it's full of fantasy and detail. I hope my work to be as beatuful, rich and detailed as his some day. I really don't have permission to use his images so I'm going to break rules here, it's wrong but I really want to show you his art, it's really my favorite artist in the world!

As usual links to official pages in purple letters.