A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Hades Invitation I’m estranged from the movement of the moon A waving mirage, white in the frost that shakes back and forth To attract prey Pomegranate soup A bridge too short, a soul on-guard, a keeper waiting in the snow The car is still thawing asContinue reading “WD 164 “Hades Invitation””
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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””
WD 162 “Wait for Me”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Wait for Me Consider my slow approach The pads in my paws keep me silent Even in the realm of thought, but you Considered me a noise, an abstract trial to be redeemed from Transcendental aftermath of a crazed god There was smoke, fire, then moreContinue reading “WD 162 “Wait for Me””
WD 161 “Wake”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Wake Betrayed in secrecy Sanctioned by secretions of sleeping poison in my morning coffee I log in to the regular reincarnation cycle Birth, labor, waiting, rest, and sleep But the sleep is only mental The automaton continues to strive Severed from consideration While God in hisContinue reading “WD 161 “Wake””
WD 160 “Cabal”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Cabal Swipe right to find out what’s coming in the wings Four wings double-bent, two covering the face Moses had a face that shined like the moon, so he had to hide it And I hide my psychic vibrations, solar waves So you can keep goingContinue reading “WD 160 “Cabal””
WD 159 “This Was Home”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. This Was Home The first syllable rises from my tongue As I twist it in a knot Evoke There are frogs singing in the darkness behind my house and Today of all days, the day of my unmaking You came in to my castle, broke theContinue reading “WD 159 “This Was Home””
WD 158 “Runes Carved Into Ruins”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Runes Carved Into Ruins The zodiac craves attention A stumbling lion receives your prayers And I am humbled by the gravity that keeps spirits bound to earth We turned three corners to come up on A roundabout with no exit Lion, lamb, aries, aquarius, scorpio YouContinue reading “WD 158 “Runes Carved Into Ruins””
WD 157 “Aspects of the Infinite”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Aspects of the Infinite Harmoniously, we fall into a craze Peacefully we slip into, a crack in the ice, where the coldness and lack of light slow Reptilian heart rates And I loved you, and I became one with you But the eyes always thirsted forContinue reading “WD 157 “Aspects of the Infinite””
WD 156 “Oracles”
Prose from the journal of The Guardian Fog. Oracles Eighteen credits, full time. We went in the same direction, following the arrows on the pavement, to spiritual war, spiritual debt, Faustian bargains and places of divine leadership and some of us prayed for a prophet or a diviner, but after the sun went down weContinue reading “WD 156 “Oracles””
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””
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