A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Future Incarnation Heroes serve and heroes save but you said “I don’t owe anything to anyone.” shrugging with effortless swagger as you Left the room to put out candles with the tips of your fingers – And there are places to go, far outside the boundariesContinue reading “WD 82 “Future Incarnation””
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WD 81 “Jack of All Trades”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Jack of All Trades And though there was nothing to gain by entering The rim of the bottle There was so much to lose, and I needed to lose To see you from that perfect angle, staring up from the carpet – You, who whose armsContinue reading “WD 81 “Jack of All Trades””
WD 80 “The Idea of a Man”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. The Idea of a Man Ask not what you can do for your father, but what your father can do for you With a fencer’s hand you Separate, skin from flesh, muscle from bone and blood from water – With the sun in your open eyesContinue reading “WD 80 “The Idea of a Man””
WD 79 “Living Immortal”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Living Immortal Bird of prey Bird of prayers What does your plumage seek to attract? – Your lips are moving but they only produce Soundless rushing, aching vacancies Wish upon a star but no magic fills the hole Calling rocks or water or souls of flameContinue reading “WD 79 “Living Immortal””
WD 78 “Keeper of The Name”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Keeper of The Name Dear child Change will come, will or unwilling Quick or low tide But you were sharpened for a singular purpose, like all great tools A lion, quiet in his pride, dispatched for the cause of, unending Injustice In the sand you waited Continue reading “WD 78 “Keeper of The Name””
WD 77 “Go Back to Sleep”
A verse inscribed in fire and light. Go Back To Sleep Rubbery appendages that were once my arms; bulks rounding down into legless humps of soft slippery matter. I leave a moist trail when I move. Blotches of diseased, evil gray come and go on my surface, as though light is being beamed fromContinue reading “WD 77 “Go Back to Sleep””
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 74 “Blinking Eye”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Blinking Eye I’m in motion Back arched Constantly swaying with the movement of the wind Pulled into a black hole, as everything dances Toward the center of the drain And I’m a fly with wet wings spiraling When there’s no hand to hold to keep meContinue reading “WD 74 “Blinking Eye””
WD 73 “Crystal Ball”
A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Crystal Ball Keep a silence in your heart As strong and wild rivers flow Like the grace of God Their anthem, a noise Fear, walking beside me, a companion and protector The beginning of knowledge, the origin of trembling -My wreckage rolls, collides, automated like inevitableContinue reading “WD 73 “Crystal Ball””
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