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Dumpy merchant son,
Beautiful fit drow maiden,
Passion in an inn.
Beautiful fit drow maiden,
Passion in an inn.
Literature
NighTale
NighTale
Written on Sunday, January 4th 2015
As Night lovingly embraced Sky, her lover
And brought him down to her bosoms
Man sheltered themselves and fell still;
Not even their breathing was heard
While Stars danced above, lustful
Seducing before the lone, aroused Moon
Without Sun acknowledging their betrayal
Without Horizon witnessing their caresses
Then what story did mankind hold?
Too afraid to step into Darkness' domain
Too frail to bear the cold Frostbite;
Just hiding under the shade of blankets, shivering
That no soul under the Heaven said a word
That no tavern sang songs of the old
For there be only Silence, her and only ex
Literature
Remembrance
I sit here with the Mogwai going loud and
Discussions of poetry ringing around my head
Like Saturn and her rings, golden, wedding her to
So many moons, words about words.
Poetry is for tasting, honey,
Rather than autopsies and
Scientific histories.
How we have loved,
Loving moments and
Connections
How we have Celebrated
Fictional moments never
accepting we are as we are
as
We would rather be.
We put ourselves together
one word at a time
Remembering
Not with memories
But as an opposite
Poetry is not an autopsy
A biopsy
Poetry is the opposite of everything that cuts
Clean
Poetry tears us together, bloody and new.
Literature
Regret
"Regret" - October 2009
Spilled lies at the alter
Never forget the fear
The church bells' whine
Insight
The day had broken
You took off for the very last time
I am hunting in the cold
In search... In search of a sign
I am not looking for myself
I just can't silence these thoughts inside
I retrace footsteps lost in ice
Through half-squinted eyes and a numb feeling in my bones
I stumble up another hill to find that all too familiar scenery
Empty
Have I not passed these lands before?
(You really need me, but I'm not right you say
I want to find you but all I see is white and grey
A rage consumes me
The cold won't fi
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