Rachael MacDonald

Joined May 2022

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Avid Reader, Sometimes Poet, Occasional Writer, and searcher of truths often lost in the breaths between candy-coated lies.

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The ceiling was never meant to be stone
This glass does not shatter on its’ own, Beneath brightened stars and dreams we make, The ceiling was never meant to be stone.
By Rachael MacDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
Beauty
There is beauty in the mundane- the soft sparkle of suds within a sink of spoilt dishware, Cackle in broken pops, Highlighting internal shame.
By Rachael MacDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
The Beast Below
Against rage and ruin- wind and snow, Its whispered plea calls out to me, Forevermore the beast below. . When sunlight breaks in yolk-ish glow,
By Rachael MacDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
The Devil's Promise
I thought you were my lonely dream. Before I saw your rot, whispering with velvet lies- Cast aside truth’s cruel words, for a devil’s scheme.
By Rachael MacDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
What is a little robbery between friends?
“Leaving so soon?” a whispered voice from behind the last crate, I turn slowly, careful not to react to its’ vitriol hate,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
Reflection
When Romantic Movies Make Me Cry. When planning stops, my heart doth die. I stare at my reflection- In hard contemplation-
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
A Hope's Goodbye
That thing that I seek, It lies in the deep, entrenched in the darkest of space. Sharp claws digging down, In stillness of sound, capitulating to one not so weak.
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
Seasonal Sunrise
Early morning observances, Crest in midwinter's soft glow. Laughing in eternal aura, Indicating growth- slow. Patterns seeking kinship,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
A Call to Witness. Top Story - March 2024.
What if I told you- you are the witness to my life. . Would I be speaking selfishly? . Bringing to life, Humanities resolution
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
The Wolf
It was frightening then. That look of pure desire, Heated cheeks flushed to chin, Eyes of molten fire. . A wolf escaping its darkened den,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
Death/Rebirth
The world begins anew. Breaking the darkness of the night, Silence through and through, Weighted down by might, Heaving in one final breath,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
The Dreamer
Awash in Beguiling Light. He says- Cavort. Dance, keeping steps with the Stars Embody Earth. Friction funnels fallacy,
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets

Rachael MacDonald

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The ceiling was never meant to be stone

Beauty

The Beast Below

The Devil's Promise

What is a little robbery between friends?

Reflection

A Hope's Goodbye

Seasonal Sunrise

A Call to Witness. Top Story - March 2024.

The Wolf

Death/Rebirth

The Dreamer

Stories (83)