L.M. Heath

I love my eyes because your own have searched deep into my soul. I love the curve of my cheeks to my chin because you have held my face in your hands. I love my hands because you have held them tight ,and kissed them softly. I love my lips because you have been my first and only kiss. I love my arms because they wrap you tightly in my love for you....

You Love Me I love my eyes because your own have searched deep into my soul.  I love the curve of my cheeks to my chin because you have held my face in your hands.  I love my hands because you have h…

He was my special companion.He loved me fierce like the feline he was. He was the softest friend and helper.He listened to my fears, and comforted me with his squeaks and purrs. Link, my special companion. His black fur made him my true shadow, following me all over the house.He would sit by side and watch over me....

In memory of Link Jupiter He was my special companion.He loved me fierce like the feline he was. He was the softest friend and helper.He listened to my fears, and comforted me with his squeaks and purrs.Link, my special co…

I need not much to sprout.Give me sun and water to grow.I will soon bloom,until the winter frost.

Seedling to flower I need not much to sprout.Give me sun and water to grow.I will soon bloom,until the winter frost.

Doctors of Mourning by L.M. Heath ACT II Scene 5 One and a half weeks later. Uriah is sitting at the desk scratching out something on a piece of paper with his quill. He throws a crunched up piece of paper onto the ground. Agnes enters from US seeing Uriah with his head in his hands. AGNES Uriah, no need to throw things....

Scene from a Play Doctors of Mourning by L.M. Heath ACT II Scene 5 One and a half weeks later. Uriah is sitting at the desk scratching out something on a piece of paper with his quill. He throws a crunched up piece …

Prologue The large circular room was lit by large bronze candelabras lining the walls, and two large fires in the massive hearths on both ends. The white marble walls were marked with dancing shadows, adding to the ethereal feeling emanating from the room, palpable to anyone who could feel magic. In the center of the room was a large wooden table inlayed mother-of-pearl, forming the Great Mages’ Insignia, the infinity symbol with a north star at the center....

Another Novel Snippet Prologue The  large circular room was lit by large bronze candelabras lining the walls,  and two large fires in the massive hearths on both ends. The white marble walls were marked with d…

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Here is a sneak peak at my current novel. “Use the power you have. Never forget the basic forms of wielding. It’s not formed into reality by emotion and logic, it comes from within you. You have the same magic as the Great God, Bůh. Use it,” said Polonius. “Annmia, you go first, conjure up something to attack your brother.”...

Novel snippet Here is a sneak peak at my current novel. “Use the power you have. Never forget the basic forms of wielding. It’s not formed into reality by emotion and logic, it comes from within you. You have th…

Others see joy bubbling out, But all I feel is a place of endless tears. Some think I am all health and contentment. But all I feel is weak, frustrated, and pain ridden. You look at me and see my young face. Internally my body feels twice its age. Aching bones and internal pain are chronic. Even if someone looks fine, You never know what they are fighting from the inside.

Hidden Beneath Others see joy bubbling out, But all I feel is a place of  endless tears. Some think I am all health and contentment. But all I feel is weak, frustrated, and pain ridden. You look at  me …

Another poem from Estelle The night is clear and dark, the candles burning bright. Now the story shall begin. Hal-lah with sword in hand and dagger in boot climbed the high mountain of Kalereef. Doomed to slay all fearsome foe, he fought all creatures from Sheol. At age of twelve and ten , epic doomed was he to wander all the earth....

Song of Hal-lah Another poem from Estelle The night is clear and dark,  the candles burning bright. Now the story shall begin. Hal-lah with sword in hand and dagger in boot climbed the high mountain of Kalere…

I long the day my head’s not aching. I long for a day standing won’t be down with vertigo. I long for a day without a hammer pounding from the inside of my brain. I long for more than a few days without throbbing eyes and ears. I long for a day without tingling, pinching ache. I long for a second, minute, hour, day week without the ache....

Chronic Migraine I long the day my head’s not aching. I long for a day standing won’t be down with vertigo. I long for a day without a hammer pounding from the inside of my brain.  I long for more than a few d…

War Can't be the Only Way Music can be heard upon the road.It can set the march of military.Come out onto the street from your abode.See them in their stance so stationary. There is no joy or real great beauty,to have them leave from home so far away.March to the sound of drums and duty,...

Sonnet 3 War Can’t be the Only Way Music can be heard upon the road.It can set the march of military.Come out onto the street from your abode.See them in their stance so stationary. There is no joy or…

It is normal to love so deeply? It is normal to ache for him? I’m away from you and my soul is crying. I’m with you and my soul sings. I long to feel you near me every night. I long to see you every day. You have been brought to me. I must wait until he is all mine.

Love It is normal to love so deeply? It is normal to ache for him? I’m away from you and my soul is crying. I’m with you and my soul sings. I long to feel you near me every night. I long to see you ever…

Wind me up for extended use Watch my gears keep turning and turning Don’t switch off the power button Keep the switch on in on position Or it might not come back on Hour by hour my battery weakens Minute by minute the power drains Second by second the power closer to outing Plug me in wait 8 hours The cycle begins again and again…...

Going, Going, Going* Wind me up for extended use  Watch my gears keep turning and turning Don’t switch off the power button Keep the switch on in on position Or it might not come back on Hour by hour my battery we…

Phoenix Fire burns, ash, dust, death Smoke billows as the sun sets From ash, majesty Unicorn Purest blood of all Fast as wind and calm as breath Majestic being Dryad Spirit of the oak Dances when the moon in bright Natures song from her Mermaid Ancient maritime Is she friend or foe to you Sings the oceans song

Mythical Nature Phoenix Fire burns, ash, dust, death Smoke billows as the sun sets From ash, majesty Unicorn Purest blood of all Fast as wind and calm as breath Majestic being Dryad Spirit of the oak Dances when t…

You collect every tear, all my tears have formed an ocean. Somehow You contain that ocean in Your hands. I’ve created an ocean of tears. It’s filled of many gripping fears. You’ve collected each drop into Your reservoir. I’ve created an ocean of tears. I’ve drenched my clothes with soaking salty tears, drowning me in the giant surf. I can’t swim back to the wharf; the waves are blocking all my sight....

Ocean of Tears You collect every tear,  all my tears have formed an ocean. Somehow You contain that ocean in Your hands. I’ve created an ocean of tears. It’s filled of many gripping fears. You’ve collected e…

The golden lining of the sun Upon the trees brings glory to his name. It is a glimpse too brief of the true beauty of her face. For the earth rings out to their name. The earth sings out the glory of the Creator. The sun, the moon, and the stars, all Bellow out songs of praise to their Creator....

Orchestra of the Earth The golden lining of the sun Upon the trees brings glory to his name. It is a glimpse too brief of the true beauty of her face. For the earth rings out to their name. The earth sings out the glory …

Weeping fils my days, Pain a constant caller, The voices of my wailing echo in my ears. My dry eyes lie about my soul. My soul longs for place far away, far away from here. A place with no more pain, no more tears, no more weeping.

Constant Caller Weeping fils my days, Pain a constant caller, The voices of my wailing echo in my ears. My dry eyes lie about my soul. My soul longs for  place far away,  far away from here.  A plac…

“Hey are you ready to start the hike?” Jack said to Holly, and Francis. “Ryan and I will be loading up last minute supplies in the jeep. So let me know when you two ladies are set.” For the first time since Jack and Ryan had returned from studying abroad, Holly and Francis were going on camping trip with two of their closest friends....

Campfire “Hey are you ready to start the hike?” Jack said to Holly, and Francis. “Ryan and I will be loading up last minute supplies in the jeep. So let me know when you two ladies are set.” For the first t…

On the shelf behind the professor were three bright red books entitled Paris, The Holy Land, and Rome. I nearly forgot what I'd come to ask....I became lost in the possibilities of where he may have visited, or the things he might know. Wow! Of all the places he could possibly have books about, those were three places my heart always has longed to see....

Daydream On the shelf behind the professor were three bright red books entitled Paris, The Holy Land, and Rome.  I nearly forgot what I’d come to ask….I became lost in the possibilitie…

Time to go back to fighting and striving The battle is raging and blazing around. It’s time again to push for surviving When the end is near will may be found. Throbbing eyes and pounding head, Aching bones and splitting nerves. All I want is to find my bed. But the battle I fight is full of curves. The road to rest is long and rough…...

Sonnet of Pain* Time to go back to fighting and striving The battle is raging and blazing around. It’s time again to push for surviving When the end is near will may be found.  Throbbing eyes and pounding hea…

The New Year should come with tidings of peace, hope and joy right? After all, that is what everyone will wish on you. I remember one particular December 31st that ended with some of the gravest news I’d heard in the 17 years I had existed. Below the thick wood floor I could hear the people laughing and chattering, oblivious. My mother sat on the couch of the large robin-egg blue bedroom with me at her feet, my legs folded on the floor and my sister in the rocking chair to the right....

New Tidings The New Year should come with tidings of peace, hope and joy right? After all, that is what everyone will wish on you. I remember one particular December 31st that ended with some of the gravest ne…

I am working on a fantasy series. One of the characters, Esperanza (means hope in Spanish), is a name derived from Latin/Romance languages. I was thinking, hope is not Latin based. It is actually Saxon based! I felt intelligent for thinking of that connection. For example, Danish-- haber (hoopa), dutch-- hoop (hope), Norwegian--Hop (hope),etc. Crazy English!

Linguistics I am working on a fantasy series. One of the characters, Esperanza (means hope in Spanish), is a name derived from Latin/Romance languages. I was thinking, hope is not Latin based. It is actually S…

So much of your life is defined as trying to belong. I've always been the person that someone says, "Oh it's just Lisa. She is always in her own world. Any most of the time I was happy to be "in my own world". I always loved the song from Roger and Hammerstein's Cinderella. She is content to use her imagination....

Be you So much of your life is defined as trying to belong. I’ve always been the person that someone says, “Oh it’s just Lisa. She is always in her own world. Any most of the time I was …

Here is scene from my current book project. It is still in the very early stages; and this scene has been on my cloud for several years, now. 😉 “Eden, Thea. Wake up. A guest has arrived. We need your help downstairs right away.” Their father shook Eden and her younger sister out of deep sleep. Eden rolled over and tapped her sister on the shoulder....

Sneak Peek Here is scene from my current book project. It is still in the very early stages; and this scene has been on my cloud for several years, now. ;) “Eden, Thea. Wake up. A guest has arrived. We need y…

Another college short, and maybe something more will come? I haven't added the newer section in this post. That’s funny. Jimmy always has a clean raked walkway and cut lawn. I hope nothing is wrong. He has been my neighbor for five years now. I always see him cutting his grass and manicuring his curbside. I don’t know why he would let the once green short lawn to become a jungle in Amherst, New York....

Jimmy Another college short, and maybe something more will come? I haven’t added the newer section in this post. That’s funny. Jimmy always has a clean raked walkway and cut lawn. I hope nothing is…

“There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so" (Hamlet. Act II Scene 2). This line has been popping into my head a lot the past few months. Many cultures separate everything into good or evil. It is a concept that is sewn into the seams of society-examples include- Religion, Daoism (ying/yang), Christianity (saved or perishing), Islam (believer or infidel), Buddism (enlightened or striver)....

? “There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so” (Hamlet. Act II Scene 2). This line has been popping into my head a lot the past few months. Many cultures separate everything …

Clichéd Love I cannot write a sonnet to express my thought I will not be a crazy fool by writing fancy prose. Do not ask my intellect to be poked and fought, To show my willing heart I can onĺy salvos. But can an outcry prove the ardor of my love? It is too deep to hear from any throat of man....

Sonnet 2 Clichéd Love I cannot write a sonnet to express my thought   I will not be a crazy fool by writing fancy prose.  Do not ask my intellect to be poked and fought,  To show my willing h…

Bride Longs for Her Groom-Part 1 Sing to your bride of Your deep love. Descend to her like the grace of the dove. Will You whisper the dreams You have for her. Plans to make her future much richer? Speak to her of the life she can live. Tell her of the great love You will give. Bride Longs for Her Groom-Part 2…...

findyourfolklore.com Bride Longs for Her Groom-Part 1 Sing to your bride of Your deep love. Descend to her like the grace of the dove. Will You whisper the dreams You have for her. Plans to make her future much richer?…

Virgilia’s Sonnet Mine dear brave Caius for whom I have such love There is no real great beauty in thou fight; Thou make me cooped in cage like mourning dove Why do thou love tremendous zeal and might? Come thee mine husband to thy humble home I ask thee tell not me of battles evil rage. Wife and son doth long see thou under our dome…...

Sonnet 1 Virgilia’s Sonnet  Mine dear brave Caius for whom I have such love There is no real great beauty in thou fight; Thou make me cooped in cage like mourning dove Why do thou love tremendous zeal …

I saw you the day before last, but already it seems like years. I long to hold you tight again, just like you did years ago. Each day I don’t see you, part of me is gone. My mind is consumed of love for you. I long to feel your body pressed against mine. I want your lips on mine. …...

Waiting… I saw you the day before last, but already it seems like years.  I long to hold you tight again, just like you did years ago.  Each day I don’t see you, part of me is gone. My mind is con…

My day all started calmly enough with a cup of fresh shredded, ginger-green tea, and the New England Journal of Medicine. I never thought I could have my life so altered ever again. The rain began to pour down, and come through my newly tiled roof. The window flew open, and a puddle of water began to form on the white oak floor....

Stranger?  My day all started calmly enough with a cup of fresh shredded, ginger-green tea, and the New England Journal of Medicine. I never thought I could have my life so altered ever again. The rain …

I’d say Phantom of the opera intro! 😁😁

In Westfield, NY this statue was erected in 1999 to commemorate the young girl who wrote Lincoln a letter encouraging him to grow whiskers (a beard). It is at Lincoln-Bedell Park Letter to Mr. Lincoln was a short play I wrote in college. I have always loved Abraham Lincoln and the history that surrounds him. I now live only a few towns over from where this play takes place....

History Play In Westfield, NY this statue was erected in 1999 to commemorate the young girl who wrote Lincoln a letter encouraging him to grow whiskers (a beard). It is at Lincoln-Bedell Park Letter to Mr. Linc…

The new year ticking near, I listen from my bedroom. Below is waltzing in the large parlor. Swirling dresses, elegant dancing, many guests dispersing in chatter. I am as shy as a new born foal, shaming the honor of my kin. As heir and eldest, my role romancing, mingling with Dr. and Mrs., Sir and Madame, sons, and daughters. Worrying with fear, swallowing anxiety I descend down the cascading stairs....

Ellen The new year ticking near, I listen from my bedroom. Below is waltzing in the large parlor. Swirling dresses, elegant dancing, many guests dispersing in chatter. I am as shy as a new born foal, sha…

Listen, Listen, Listen beloved. Careful in whose hands you’re held Expensive, costly treasure Given to hands Clumsy, thoughtless An instant Shattered, splintered On the floor Heart of porcelain Beware. Heart of porcelain never again remade not the same Pieces Missing. Careful in whose hand’s you’re held. Priceless, rare valuable Heart of porcelain Beware. Listen, Listen, Listen beloved.

Heart like Porcelain Listen,  Listen,  Listen beloved. Careful in  whose hands you’re held Expensive, costly treasure Given to hands Clumsy, thoughtless An instant  Shattered, splintered On the floo…

A short story from college...and recently edited. It is encouraging to look back and see how you've grown as a writer. 1 e and a 2 e and a 3 e and a 4 e and a 5 e and a 6 e, 1 2 3 4 5 6. Rest. 1 fermata e and a 2 3 4 5 6. The notes were all dashing inside of my head, and I was startled by the steady knock on my bedroom door....

Celeste A short story from college…and recently edited. It is encouraging to look back and see how you’ve grown as a writer. 1 e and a 2 e and a 3 e and a 4 e and a 5 e and a 6 e, 1 2 3 4 5 6. …

Ethniel-a Kuwaiti singer, Humood Alkhudher, is how I see the kind and handsome messenger and love interest of Estelle. Jerome-Stewart Scudamore is perfect for how I imagine the great ambassador of Hal-lah. Lee-ta-Mili Avital is an Israeli actress and director. I always pictured the lady-in-waiting to Princess Ishta with dark blonde/light brown hair. And for the final character and book namesake. Estelle-Tara Emad, Egyptian model, is how I would imagine the main character. She has a youthful, but also, a regal look to her.

What do they look like…part 2 Ethniel-a Kuwaiti singer, Humood Alkhudher, is how I see the kind and handsome messenger and love interest of Estelle. Jerome-Stewart Scudamore is perfect for how I imagine the great ambassador of …

This short story, written for a college creative writing class, was inspired by one of my favorite historical fiction books, The Robe, by Lloyd C. Douglas. It was made into a movie in 1953, starring Jean Simmons, Richard Burton, and Victor Mature. If you like the old Hollywood epics, definitely look this up. “Diana! Where are you off to at this late hour?” Her father stopped her as she was half-way across the villa atrium....

Circa 39 AD This short story, written for a college creative writing class, was inspired by one of my favorite historical fiction books, The Robe, by Lloyd C. Douglas. It was made into a movie in 1953, starrin…

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