Rachel Deeming

Joined July 2021

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Storyteller. Poet. Reviewer. Traveller.

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Jabberwocky
There once was a poet who wrote A nonsense verse people could quote. His vision was clear Words we'd never hear From him, made for us to take note.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Chess
I watch as you contemplate your next attack move, Brows knitted in a V, lips tight with strategy Like they have been puckered with a leather drawstring.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Maze
Trap me in yew and tell me: At the centre is a surprise. This is not a time for strategy. I should run as fast as I can to claim it!
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Film Discussion: In the Heart of the Sea (2015). Content Warning.
I don't often watch films anymore. I just can't find the time but when a stretch does present itself, I like to immerse myself in someone else's vision for a while. Last night, it was Ron Howard's turn to present, in the highly esteemed theatre known as my lounge, his cinematic creation In the Heart of the Sea.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Geeks
Rabbit
This poem comes with a Dharrsheena Warning * Take a rabbit's paw for luck And wear it round your wrist Or slip it in your pocket
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Volcano
Volcanic eruptions are made Of magma the Earth has displaced. Clouds of ash hit the sky And I'm wondering why Lava can't just be spewed towards Hate.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
White
I once lived in a world that was white. It shone, blindingly so. In its cold appearance, diamond flecks would flicker And for those moments, it was wondrous.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Door
My mind has an open door. I picture it as oak. It is arched, like that of a church or a palace, Set in pale, carved stone, ridged and chisel-crafted.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Mirror
I don't want to die. Not just yet. The mirror reminds me of my destiny. It is preparing me with sag and lag And line and crease.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Fantasy. Top Story - May 2025.
It is more than just dragons Although they offer heights on their scaly wings. It is more than just magic Although that presents respite from a world where it seldom shows.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Please, Vocal
Veer away from what is false. Please. I beg you. Over the vacuous empty scripts that swamp Clamour the voices of the ordinary,
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets
Potion
Dust me off and give me air, Remove the cork and sniff what's there. That's the aroma of magic bottled Of herbs dry-racked and mushrooms throttled.
By Rachel Deeming9 months ago in Poets