WD 132 “Dracula’s Line”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Dracula’s Line You lower the gates: Your legs crossed like the stars that spell your name  In your keep on top of the mountains you welcome me Like an alien fleeing political purge There is a long table in your dining room with space for bothContinue reading “WD 132 “Dracula’s Line””

WD 129 “Bow Before Him”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Bow Before Him Bring me back I’ve been to places, seen things Kingdoms in dust and disrepair  A white stag, nibbling on grave flowers  Cair-Paravel, Nation without end, empty and desolate, and I wonder  What lions do when they lose their pride  It is essential toContinue reading “WD 129 “Bow Before Him””

WD 31 “Snow Queen”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Snow Queen As there are No more reminders of  The things that made you whole  I will project myself in the snowfall Crowned in the dust  Ashes heaped and Cradled  Like a bride, never to be- I spread my limbs out in the snow and hopeContinue reading “WD 31 “Snow Queen””