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 91 “Beginning to Breathe”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Beginning to Breathe -I whistle as I skip past the graveyard  Centuries watch unmoving, stone,  Eviscerated, shorn to the core War torn, born, unmourned  Like a blanket in the shiftless night Whistle with me and hold my hand tight lest I remember the days I wasContinue reading “WD 91 “Beginning to Breathe””

WD 76 “Devilfish (A Paradigm)”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Devilfish (A Paradigm) I am becoming- A wrist with twisted lines, like the age rings of an ancient tree My demonstration of aptitude A fading sense of failing  Black curtain, ink, or the vampire’s cape worn by a giant manta-ray  To cloak the ocean and purgeContinue reading “WD 76 “Devilfish (A Paradigm)””