The Hazel Wood

Golden Apple Tree and Nine Peahens by Arthur Rackham from the Allies Fairy Book 1916

I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head.
There I saw the day fade dead. Still a fire was in my head.
So I went to the well to quench my thirst. At the well I saw a start falling.
Burning bright as the fire in my head.

The star seemed to come down by the old orchard. I thought, a real fire will put out the one in my head. As I came to the orchard I found no fire, no smoke.
The night was silent, still.

Then the clouds broke and the full moon light fell on the most beautiful girl.
Pale as the moon, hair of sunlight, curious eyes, radiant smile.
I thought she might disappear if I breathed.

As her eyes met mine, the fire in my head settled in my heart as love.

©RedCat


Written for Prosery: The Song of Wandering Aengus over at dVerse.

Beguile and Bewitch

Photo by Victoria Borodinova from Pexels

The old wife’s gossip say
She has blood of the Fey
Long locks sparkling red
Hips sway turn every head
Glowing alabaster skin
Sky blue eyes to soar in
Feet dance rather than walk
Mind read hearts like a hawk
A bubbly laugh deep and rich
She souls beguile and bewitch

©RedCat

Went looking for some inspiration and found it with Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt.

Dream Cabin in the Woods


Dawn breaks on the cabin blanketed in brilliant unbroken snow. Sea of white clasping emerald conifer gems. A blank slate for us to fill with whatever takes our fancy.

Playing like kids in the snow until we’re hot, cold and rosy.
Peeling off the isolating layers. Waking the embers from their dozing.
Snuggling close to the fire. Exploring each other’s lust.

Free to live a shared fantasy. As winter night falls, silvery moonlight plays on skin. Wolves howling passions release sing. Soaring counterpoint to the warmth within.

As two heart’s find safe rest in the dream cabin in the woods. 

©RedCat


Inspired by a comment about snow as blank paper, another comment about seeking new paths, daring to dream new dreams. The winter vistas I’m surrounded with, and the image at The Sunday muse #145.

It’s been mostly poetry lately so I felt like writing prose and flash fiction. Choosing the 100 word length.

©RedCat

Space Oddity – Acrostic poem, Ekphrastic Challenge January 21

Kerfe Roig – Milky Way

Spread your wings
Prepare for fantasy’s flight
Adventure begins
Come sail star studded space
Expect unexpectedness

Open heart, open eyes, open mind
Dare to fly free
Dream the impossible
Investigate with curiosity
Trust inspirations gifts
Yearn for the wisdom hiding behind the unknown

©RedCat


Once again I fell deep into one of the art pieces. Hearing a familiar and favorite song. 

For all art and poetry go to The Wombwell Rainbow.

Kerfe Roig

A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand PointingSilver Birch PressYellow Chair ReviewThe song is…Pure HaikuVisual VerseThe Light EkphrasticScribe BaseThe Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100Incandescent MindPea River JournalFiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs, https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/  (which she does with her friend Nina), and https://kblog.blog/, and see more of her work on her website http://kerferoig.com/

Invisible Portal – Ekphrastic Challenge January 20

Kerfe Roig – Invisible Cities Portal 

See the shimmering rift
Sea of twinkling stars
Blooming fantasy’s gift
Awakening souls avatar

Travel through the portal
Enter unlimited possibilities space
Experience like an immortal
Every imaginable place

Creative heart’s vision
Ethereal timeless wisdom show
Embark on artistic mission
Lighted by muses crafted glow

Follow stories of the rainbow
Sail the word-stream on a moonbeam
Befriend the shadow, she inspiration bestow
Clear singing book-stream, a poet’s dream 

©RedCat

See artwork and read all poems at The Wombwell Rainbow.

Also shared on Open Link #282 – LIVE Edition.


Kerfe Roig

A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand PointingSilver Birch PressYellow Chair ReviewThe song is…Pure HaikuVisual VerseThe Light EkphrasticScribe BaseThe Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100Incandescent MindPea River JournalFiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs, https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/  (which she does with her friend Nina), and https://kblog.blog/, and see more of her work on her website http://kerferoig.com/

Fantasy – A Acrostic Poem

©RedCat

Free your mind
Accept the unknown
Note every strange idea
Take in sounds and smells
Always go further
See wonder in the mundane
Your mind can travel everywhere

©RedCat


It’s the holiday season and not much time or room for writing. Mostly it’s playing or hanging with the kids. Building a train of chairs and traveling to outer space. Acting different plays with cuddly toys. Reading books. Watching movies and series. Playing board games.

When evening comes my mind is overwhelmed by their energy and fountains of ideas. :-)

©RedCat

Inglenook Dreams – 14 December

Days she’s a translucent idea
Displaying the required galleria
Stuck in this confined woman form
Laced tight in society’s norms
As the fire turns to embers
The quiet girl no one remembers
Cosy up in the inglenook
To write forbidden poems in her book

©RedCat
©RedCat

Written for tonight’s dVerse prompt Quadrille #118: In the Inglenook. A lovely word, I seldom get to use. And a thing I always wish my house would have.

©RedCat

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