Chapter Two: Plan The Sereniad saw how man was suffering at the hands of the monsters, and they declared, “Let us take the fire of the stars and build a lamp for the people.” So Yamuul, the Mighty One, traveled through the dark of the sky and devoured one thousand stars. Once he was filledContinue reading “Eversolstice II”
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Novemberism
Creator Journals 11/2//25 I feel very passionate about my new book. But it is Sunday, so I’m not writing anything other than this blog.Today I had a Halloween weekend with my wife and our friend. We played Faith: The Unholy Trinity, which is an amazing game, and watched Devil (2010) and I am satisfied withContinue reading “Novemberism “
As a Lamb
I come before you Ragged and weary Raged and bewildered Signalling the attack By the boughs of a cherry tree On the petals as they fall And I am The rain That wears away at your solid embankment Offering universalist water to those Who thirst
I’m Beginning to Believe
Creator Journals 6/16/25 Today I’m warding away my stress headaches by telling myself I’m not stressed. Happy Monday everyone! It’s 6/16 and you know what that means! (No, you probably don’t. I experienced a personal trauma on this date over ten years ago, so the number still sticks out to me!)Be that as it may,Continue reading “I’m Beginning to Believe”
Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)
Chapter 3 -Edreimlecheth I had a familiar sinking feeling in my chest, salted with just a hint of burgeoning rage. I was alone now. Sareash and the rest had all left me here alone in this place. It stunk of tree needles. “Happy holiday.” I said to myself, loud enough to get a side-eye fromContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)”
WD 223 “Purgatory”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Purgatory I have become the edge of the knife The corner of the eye Where the tear collects and remains Stagnant The blush of the wind as it carries red pedals in its monstrous throat Compassion for The Enemy But would you suffer him if he Continue reading “WD 223 “Purgatory””
WD 200 “Alice of Ends”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Alice of Ends The answer is in the question And yet, you go on Searching every toadstool for a magic serum of personal growth When did we get lost in this Wonderland Were we beguiled by cheshire smiles, Walmart hats and March Hairs To keep inContinue reading “WD 200 “Alice of Ends””
WD 190 “He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit We never stop growing Or dying As the train comes in to the station of cyclical undoing Redoing I want to lay down roots Wrap and entangle you in a kingdom of green fiber Phylum, genus, species Forever aContinue reading “WD 190 “He Prunes Every Branch That Bears Fruit””
WD 181 “Postmodern”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Postmodern Obtain the product of your waiting Fruit of the vine Kindling in the hands of nonbelievers Who could not foresee, for, if they foresaw, they would turned and be healed But history abhors a heel turn Even though it delights the audience So we rainedContinue reading “WD 181 “Postmodern””
WD 163 “Where the Saints Dance”
A musing inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Where the Saints Dance Defiance can be found At the bottom of a glass Or, on concrete After you cut your teeth on the curb Grating the brain out of your skull like shredded cheese In the name of the saints Their eyes are closed butContinue reading “WD 163 “Where the Saints Dance””
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