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Apr 21 2025

DonnaDarkle, Flash Fiction, Original song, Poem, Poetry, Singer, Singing, Song

I wrote and sang my own song ‘Grace & Blaise’!

Hi everyone! I hope you are all doing well and are having a great 2025.

For many years now I have enjoyed writing poetry and flash fiction, as well as singing karaoke and making cover songs. So (drumroll please!), I have decided to turn these two interests into writing and performing my own original songs, under the artist name, ‘Donna Darkle’.

The song Grace & Blaise started out as a poem that I wrote in September 2024. It’s a love triangle, with two women obsessed with the same man. The man is an oil painter with a studio located near the cliffs. The women speak of their love of him in this dreamy sunset setting. Yet somehow there is this sense of sadness, a dark event that happened along the way, where the waves came crashing down. The ending? I will leave that up to you to decide, my dearest listeners…

And so, I turned my poem into a melody and sang the song, working with an audio mixer for the final production. You can hear the song below (takes you to my new YouTube channel ‘Donna Darkle’). Darkle means ‘becoming dark’ or ‘moving towards gloomy’ – a journey my writing never fails to take. Also, below I have posted the poem/lyrics (also available in the YouTube video description). I do hope you enjoy listening! If you are on YouTube, please feel free to like and subscribe. The channel is in its early days and I can do with some help to make it grow! Thank you 🙏 I will still be writing and posting here on alittlebirdtweets too! Catch you soon everyone. Much Love!

Grace & Blaise by Donna Darkle

Lyrics:

Mmm…

Dreams crash on the dark shore

I recall you here before

Oil sunsets bright bold

Brush strokes of champagne gold, well controlled

Paint spills on the tiled floor

Were you ever here before?

Blues, eyes blink, are on hold

Composition feels old, as we unfold

And Blaise was crazy over you

Septembers’ moon, great timelapse view

She was idolizing you

Craved the gold, got ultra marine blue

Mmm…

Paints crash on the dark shore

I recall you here before

Oil sunsets bright bold

Brush strokes of champagne gold, well controlled

Paint spills on the tiled floor

Were you ever here before?

Blues, eyes blink, are on hold

Composition feels old, as we unfold

And Grace was crazy over you

Septembers’ moon, great timelapse view

She was idolizing you

Craved the gold, got ultra marine blue

Dreams crash on the dark shore

I recall you here before

Oil sunsets bright bold

Brush strokes of champagne gold, well controlled

Paint spills on the dark floor

Were you ever here before?

Blues, eyes blink, are on hold

Composition feels old

They are crazy over you

Septembers’ moon, great timelapse view

They are idolizing you

Craved the gold, got ultra marine blue

And they sang…

Gold should shower over me

Blue moon fades away in dreams

Like the stirring apple sea

Can I be your muse for free?

In your dreams

They are crazy over you

Septembers’ moon, great timelapse view

They are idolizing you

Craved the gold, got ultra marine blue.

🩶

©DonnaDarkle

#donnadarkle #donnadarklemusic

Tagged Lyrics, Music, Poems, Poetry, Song, songwriting

Jul 10 2015

52 Comments

Home, Poetry

Wildfire

If you were stood here watching my eyes, you would see a reflection of what I see before me,

Of smoking clouds punching at the forever seas, crashing waves to starry heights.

You see, there is an alluding mystery that pins me to this place,

Like a song playing on loop,
Tangled hair buffering in the breeze.
There is certainty in memories repeated.

If you were here, you’d hear me humming your biker name,
Stood in clad leather, a girl in the gang, your girl called,

Wildfire.

You would tune into the fine red threads that pass over my eyeballs like road maps.

And I know that you’d know, that they are red thread highways, carved away over time,

by my desert love.

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Tagged Beach, Biker, Creative Writing, Desert, Eyes, Fiction, Free-verse, Maps, Memories, Poem, Poetry, Reflections, Song, Up to 130 Words, Verse, Waves, Wildfire, Writing

Oct 31 2013

2 Comments

Flash Fiction

Fragility

Petals, a million shades of rose, lay frozen-in-time, upon the cemetery’s frost-laden grounds. Tomorrow, heartless feet will crush them; turn them into russet particles. Their dying breath will emit rancid vapours into the air, as they succumb to the earth. And, beyond the borders of the cemetery, people will look to the skies; sing the lyrics of summers’ song. Smiling faces, embracing sunlight; unaware that decay is a fraction away.

Tagged 70 Words, Breath, Cemetery, Creative Writing, Death, decay, Dying, Faces, Feet, Fiction, Flash fiction, Fragile, Frozen, Heartless, Life, Lyrics, Petal, Psychological-horror, Psychological-thriller, Short Story, Song, Succumb, Sunlight, Up to 100 Words

Jun 14 2012

A Love Song

From a bird’s-eye view, through an open roof, you’ll glimpse me alone; strumming a guitar, in the attic of a house, in a tired seaside town. I scribble lyrics to melodies; sing to backing tracks of seagulls’ cries; they perfectly mimic the beats of my disjointed heart; the one you nurtured, tasted, threw out to sea.

#Ships they sail away,

The lovers disappear,

They hold on to nothing,

We hold on to fear#

Notepapers escape my hands, as they‘re lifted up to the skies by the salty-air breeze; and I wonder if the Universe will ever hear my love song.