WD 88 “Sons of Whatever”

A verse inscribed in Fire and Light. Sons of Whatever Fungi Myxomycota is the name of a species that is neither plant nor animal. It nourishes itself by photosynthesis. It needs sunlight to live. The Fungi Myxomycota reproduces asexually, splitting its cells down the middle, into two separate beings; yet, when injured, the solid massContinue reading “WD 88 “Sons of Whatever””

WD 87 “Michelangelo”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Michelangelo Grief becomes you As you, shape yourself in the hands of a questioning artisan I am clay to his fingers as I try to become a featured display in your museum A piece to be admired To be envied But frozen, statue still Aiming forContinue reading “WD 87 “Michelangelo””

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)””

WD 75 “Mid Summer Hunt”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Mid Summer Hunt Summer means, Light exposure, tanning and sunburns but The nights are still dark and If I cry out loud enough, will it echo off the moon like light and ripple down  On all of us who sit sleeping in the dark part ofContinue reading “WD 75 “Mid Summer Hunt””

WD 68 “Grief”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Grief Prolong my vampiric edge My lifespan, wide as a pin, as long as a road whose end is  Smothered in mist -Regard the little people as you would Ghouls and cattle All with varying purposes and different odors  Match majesty with majesty  Look me inContinue reading “WD 68 “Grief””

WD 67 “Between”

A verse inscribed in fire and light. Between           Blue words, whales of thunder, cracks of lightning, daily doses. Drama queens, pregnant moment, edge of glory, taskmaster      If there’s a place to lay a head, and foxes have holes I’d like to lay my tricks out on one magicContinue reading “WD 67 “Between””

WD 64 “Nightmare Song”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth Nightmare Song Alas, twice cut The blade of moral extinction  A razor of infinite possibility I crane my neck around your shoulder to see the results of the test -You pat my head and tell me it’s okay -My grip tightens, filling white veins with purpleContinue reading “WD 64 “Nightmare Song””

WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket”

A verse inscribed in fire and light Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, curse Your red dust, wholeness permeates you Turn me Away, invitingly, Queen of Ants Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything. – I don’t want your car keys (Can’t drive) I don’tContinue reading “WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket””

WD 35 “Cryptocurrency”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Cryptocurrency A bleeding heart, at the cost of many souls Well shaken, stirred  Poured out and running over the banks of the river Tiber  Gleefully, I spring from my hiding place and promise you, the world Mine to give, mine to withhold  A hallucination of securityContinue reading “WD 35 “Cryptocurrency””