Higher Plains

I want to go to the highest places Near to God Away from faces of judgement And faces that are fearful Each to their own None too selfish Thinking of yesterday Is a waste of time Higher Plains

Come Around

Come around We’ll make the day’s hours And the night ours Look at these people Give away life It’s ours for the taking Make me into a Queen You can be my King Let’s sit upon thrones of our fantasies

‘The Religion of Self-Enlightenment’

Here are five chapters of my debut novel, ‘The Religion of Self-Enlightenment’. You can purchase the novel on Amazon now: http://www.amazon.com/The-Religion-Self-Enlightenment-Emily-Scialom/dp/1481181289. Love, Emily ONE He was the kind of person who has forgotten why he is here. He was boring, and proudly so. Every ounce of ingredients the world had thrown at Carrick Ares had been … More ‘The Religion of Self-Enlightenment’

Poem

Without Frowning And Cruelty Without frowning and cruelty The world’s problems fly away with haste And the sad and painful battles Almost too bruising to take Gestures of the body turn from tight and wounding fists To a painter’s active hand