Blood White & Rose Red ~ A Poem by L.C. Bellami

                        ~Blood White and Rose Red~

Blood White and Rose Red

Bleeding out and left for dead

She left him there in the red of the snow

The blush of the rose now an ashen foe

Rose white and skin dead

The blue twilight covering his snowy bed

My shadow falls, the killer flees

I found him there, fell to my knees

I gathered him to me, kept him safe and warm

I carried him through darkest storm

I nursed his wounds and gave him rest

His presence in my bed, the hardest test

Snow white and blood red

His skin, eyes, lips…dance through my head

Raven hair and body fine

This man was the tempting kind

Blood snow, rose white

I fight the pull with all my might

My heart is full, my feet are lead

Dangerous beauty where angels won’t tread

Rose red and blood snow

Cupid’s arrow unleashed from bow

The shot was true, the pain so sharp

The angels played on golden harps

Silver sheets in raven night

He kissed me thus ending my fight

Our love put all the shades to flight

His kiss so strong became my plight

His body around me, oh so tight

He took me to his palace high

With spires reaching to the sky

He walked me down the rose red isle

Each step seemed a lengthy mile

On my finger he placed his ring

On my head his silver crown

His kingdom we ruled side by side

In snowy lands we did not hide

In twilight shadows we made love

Finding him, a gift from up above

Rose Red and Blood White

His love my life, his heart my light

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A Poem By L.C. Bellami

Written in the year of our Lord 2013

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"Sometimes Beauty isn't only Skin-Deep"! 

So this is your basic once upon a time fairy tale poem; about an evil witch queen who wanted and daughter to pass her power on to and first bore a son… whom she passed the majority of her power to but gave him no training. So he had power and the future crown. She then bore a daughter who had only a little power but her mother did train her. The evil bitch… I mean witch, yes witch… killed her husband and then her daughter killed her. Then the sister went after her brother to kill him. She got the jump on him in the forest and stabbed him. She was about to take his power and his crown until she heard someone coming. Scared it was the royal guard she took off like the little cowardly cunt that she was. Into the story comes the hot hunky woodsman / hunter / warrior…who nursed him back to health. The two fell in love and the prince took his lover back to the kingdom and married him, and the two live happily and gai-ly ever after!

Ps. The sister was finally hunted down and all her powers stripped from her. The she became a chamber maid for a horrible family. She died alone and miserable. That is what being wicked will get you so beware! 

This poem is what the woodsman wrote about the whole damn thing after he was the royal consort to the king.

I know…I have a warped mind…and I am proud of that! hahahahahaha

Who is Fatherless…

Who is Fatherless…

A poem of the wounded inner child who has found healing in Spirit

 by L.C. Bellami

In the year of Our Lord 2013, October 16^th, 8:20 pm;

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I come from the fatherless generation

With fatherless sons

To whose feet do I fall

Into whose arms do I run

Who will teach me to be a man

Who will help me make my stand

Who carries me when life gets rough

Who shows me how to be both open and tough

I come from the fatherless generation

With fatherless sons

On whose shoulders do I ride high

Who is there to help me spread my wings to fly

Who will listen when I speak my why

Whose voice can I hear when words fail to come

Were is the father to cause me and call me to be a son

I come from the fatherless generation

With fatherless sons

Who will teach me not to run

Who will teach me the right way to fight

Who will protect me in darkest night

Who will be there for the milestones

Who will be with me so I’m not alone

I come from the fatherless generation

With fatherless sons

Who will tell me I am more than the sum

Who will make it ok to cry

Who will point out the stars in the sky

Who will always be there to catch me when I fall

Who will push me when I stall

Where is the Father I can call my own

Where is that man who should have given me home

Only God The Father to fill this void

Only His voice can cause me to be overjoyed 

Only His voice to sing me peace each night

Only His voice to wake me with dawns early light

Only His arms to catch me and carry me through

So no one is Fatherless, not me and not you

My First Literary Achievement; a milestone declared!

Let it be known that as of 7:30-ish this morning your truly has completed his first finished literary work! I am now beginning the editing process in the hopes of getting it published. I am so Excited, Thrilled, Ecstatic, Luminous, and Incandescent right now!!! It feels really good to have one of my stories completed, because all of the others are works in progress. I feel Full, and Blessed, and Very Very Thankful! Today is a good day to be Alive! 

What's going on with me as of late...

Well I have been hard at work with several new projects while trying to get the free shorts done I have going on here. The next section of Immortal Beloved will be done when I get time; This man needs to make some money lol. The Joe Manganiello inspired shorts; I have decided to turn into separate shorts to publish as e-books if I can get approved, thus making me an Indie Author. A dear friend Author T. M. Smith has started her own Indie publishing house called T.T.C. Publishing. I am starting my own division of T.T.C. Publishing... O'Raven House Publishing. It is our hope to get other Indie Authors to publish under these Publishing Titles. Wish us luck will you? So as you can see I have not been fooling around, I have been hard at work. I hope to publish my first finished work online to buy within the next few months.



Original Logo Created, Rendered, Owned, and Copyrighted by L.C. Bellami of O'Raven House Publishing;

The True Measure of a Man...

It is true that actions speak louder than words and that a picture is worth a thousand words. It is equally true that words carry a power beyond either noise or sight! However the true measure of a man is not to be found in word or deed! The True Measure of a Man is found in who, what, and how much He Loves! Love is a Holiness and a Power beyond word or deed, but that often employ's both! What act really matters if in the end it isn't for love? What word really matters if it not be about love? The true measure of a man is to be found in the size of his proverbial heart; in his capacity to Love with all that he is! 


The True Measure of a Man; according to Author L.C. Bellami 
In the year of our Lord 2013

Pain (No Greater Love) a Poem by L.C. Bellami

                                                  ~Pain~

                                           (No Greater Love)

If it’s for my Children

Take my hands, drive the nails nine inches deep

If it’s for my Children

Bind my feet, stick the nails nine inches deep

If it’s for my Children

Take your spear, pierce my flesh till the blood it runs down

If it’s for my Children

Mock me and bruise me, beat me and break me

Drive the thorned and earthen crown into my brow

If it’s for my Children

Raise me on a cross of splintered wood, and leave me to hang and die

If it’s for my Children

Give me pain, take my last breath and my prayers

If it’s for my Bride take my life

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A poem By L.C. Bellami, circa the late 90’s

Summer Solstice Greetings and Future Intentions...

So in case you didn’t know…this writer has a huge crush on the actor Joe Manganiello who is one of the hottest men in the entire history of the planet in my not so humble opinion! So I have a new writing goal I have set for myself. As soon as the four short stories that I currently have going are completed, I am going to start on several short stories that visually pairs Joe M. with various men; for no other reason than to give me writing inspiration, for my own amusement, and to fuel my personal masturbatory fantasies! LOL hahahaha I bet you didn’t think that I would go so far as to actually say that did you? Well you were wrong! Lol

And P.S. by the way…. Marry Alban Hefin (Also called…Mean Samhraidh, Alban Heruin, Litha)     everyone! Bright Blessings!!! 

Poe's Raven; A Poem By L.C. Bellami

Poe’s Raven

(Or Harbinger of Death)

A Poem By L.C. Bellami

Came a knock upon The Door

The Raven quoted Nevermore

The Ashen Man looked up in fright

The Raven vanished with the Night

The Man bewildered put fear to pen

His visions of terror to never end

The Shadows lingered always near

Death his friend for countless years

His Quill dipped in Blood and dripping Ink

Into Madness He did sink

The Skull held his absent gaze

His Shadows like an endless maze

Darkness drawing ever near

His Lost Lenore still looking queer

The Bells... Calling; never cease

Writing could not grant Him Peace

His veins thick with Booze not Blood

Delusions came in rushing flood

Cold as Death His icy stare

He did not know, nor seem to care

The Demon Reynolds Stole his Life

On wintry bench, The End of Strife

His Mystery still Haunts us; Whatever For

His Raven quoted Nevermore

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(A simple ode to Edgar Allan Poe, a tortured soul, and a Literary Genius!)

I realize this is not the greatest Poem ever written lol, but I wanted to do some small thing to Honor and pay my Respects to Poe, because I find so much Inspiration in his Poems and Stories.

A Link to a Blog Post on Edgar Allan Poe;

The O'Raven Chronicles Blog Post on Edgar Allan Poe

Comes The Raven Prince...

Part 1 of my short is up, and now I am working on the upcoming sections for Immortal Beloved and The Colorblind!

My New Short; Comes The Raven Prince

Link to The Story Page;

~Comes The Raven Prince~

What is going on at this moment?

Well Volume 3 of Stage Daddi's is up. working on the next installments of Immortal Beloved, and The Colorblind. Before those go up however the beginnings of a new short will go up. This New Short is something that has been on my mind for a long while now and I have to tell you I am having a blast writing it. Like colorblind, it is a little on the strange side lol...very much a paranormal story. I will post more details soon and the beginning of that story.

Back from the land of those who disappeared...lol

Hello Everyone! No I didn't disappear from the face of the earth. There has been some family issues taking up my time as of late, but I am happy to say I am back and writing again. I don't know how long it will take me to get back into full swing but I am working on the stories right now.

This is L.C. Bellami and I put the INK in KINKY!!! lol

Bye now.....must go write.


oh...P.S.

consequently a certain company that shall go unnamed put's the KY in Kinky....but most of you might already know that hahahahahaha

Merry Ostara!

Merry Ostara and Bright Blessings during this

Easter-tide!!!

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A Brief Ode to Ostara 2013

The long hard winter passes

Its darkness fades and leaves pale light

in its wake

God has brought Spring, and Spring has

brought newness, and the earth has woken

and it breathes once more with desire

Pale colors and soft energies spread as a

blanket over the earth and we draw the power

to thrive again in this new year

L.C. Bellami

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