Down the fields of black and grey, Where there’s little of joy and hay, I strolled by one cold winter night It took me all my will and might To let bygones be bygones And pale tales be spawned, Among wasted mead and love And wasted ale and mirth; For we choose our... Continue Reading →
Verses of the Fallen
Rabid want of salinity fresh, From ash remains of your flesh, O my beloved lady smile In youthful mirth you lie, Your slender neck of folklore, My desecrated temple of your Massacred heart and effervescent soul, Devour your being whole, Not a fabric nor leaden art Do I not want to part From ravenous hounds... Continue Reading →
When time stops yet flies Merry leaves go whistling by Minuscule barns and the night Moon mist from mystique skies When we wish our lives were so, Wasted dreams we ponder Left, right – nowhere to go, In pouring rain and thunder When the forests shriek our name And we have no answer Guilt ridden... Continue Reading →
Puerile Souls
Falling from an ocean star, Effusive as the morning Sun, Juxtaposing souls on an altar, Pearl clouds neath, we run Into a moonshine hue green, Amid a forest euphoric azure, Footsteps in amber unseen, A subtle but ecstatic gesture For minstrels to descend below And golden trumpets weave forth For souls in sonority... Continue Reading →
The Ocean Sang Me Its Name
Look above son! A flying kite, Rustling in the wind erudite, Shower of azure amidst a scarlet hue, Her eyes moisten for you. Chirrup of birds in my garden blithe As a summer and rainbow upon me shine, As we sail away in the distant sea, A tear seems to form in melancholy. March of... Continue Reading →
Jealousy’s Showcase
Tempest words on shades of grey Beckoned a man to this day, When he shall hear not his wants But words to ripple his azure pond. Dearth to endure her slow utterance, He shivers quietly in a distance And dusts his trust slowly away, To led fury he thus is led astray. His courage down... Continue Reading →
Loss
That’s what is sad, all this hate, Orchids bloom upon the dead bait, Yellow drapes upon the tomb, Shall we as well be forsaken soon? That’s what is lost, all this love, Flew away on a wayward dove, Who upon the highest tree lives And sings of golden apples and figs. So why not we... Continue Reading →
Though
Though you may never know How the world does flow, Though you may never hear All the sounds that I fear, Though you may never ride Those clouds far and wide, Though it all seems right For me to walk into the night Towards a distant shimmering light Into your dreams, I thus take flight.... Continue Reading →
My Foolish Little Brother
What is a clan? What is a village? To that there lies a many adage But is it same, is it worth Our swords, our sheath? You despair in my death You despaired in my breath Yet what you yearn You never seem to learn My foolish little brother. What is real? What... Continue Reading →
Tale Told By An Empty Page
Expressionless Yet tells many tales. No sound, no words Spoken in the wind, No river of azure Emblazoned in gold Yet tell many tales. No rustle of leaves, No marching footsteps, Forsaken lands were these Yet there exists a past Of battles waged in fury, Of wasted blood and agony, Of silence now prevalent... Continue Reading →
Ink Idle 