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Kingdom of the Dead

Popping blossoms I can see The countryside turning Red As the shadow cast by the standing few becomes Collective, umbral, malignant And in terror I race To the crags and caverns Where no root can grow Only to find Waste Idle days And the low drum of a distant Scream

WD 155 “Frozen Flowers III”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers III I tried everything to fix The tether that connected our worlds but These dreams of winter never began to thaw The sun hides from you, like anyone who has been Invited, engaged, forgotten Lost to your distance I can’t drive all that wayContinue reading “WD 155 “Frozen Flowers III””

WD 154 “Frozen Flowers II”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers II I came to know A deep sense of longing The sensations of a stray walking the cold sidewalk Hunting for food But there was never any lack of resource No locked up larter Simply a mind that could not fathom Generosity of beingContinue reading “WD 154 “Frozen Flowers II””

WD 153 “Frozen Flowers”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Frozen Flowers Cold comfort between friends Lemon Wedges in each drink I pantomime a story of distress, a secret set of bones buried in a cave But you can’t find it in yourself, or in the tundra around you I poke around, trying to stimulate theContinue reading “WD 153 “Frozen Flowers””

WD 86 “Snap Trap”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Snap Trap Spring the trap with a touch of your finger Flowers bursting into Every fertile place The seed of envy, the seed of beginnings Light of the wild, green, estranged and entangled If weeds had souls, we would still pluck them, but we’d ascribe themContinue reading “WD 86 “Snap Trap””