Starlit Anarchy

The whispers of dawn de-throne streetlights Who they themselves committed mutiny in an outcry What other reason does the dark need for corruption Except that it was led by a false light, a half-light But now the half-light has had its anarchy The darkness, its unwholesome frivolity and revelry So I say to the sunrise:... Continue Reading →

Dapper Gemstone Advocates

What would I say to Love? Should she walk through the door right now, what words could possibly suit the occasion? But of course, what circumstances could bring her here in the first place? Or what circumstances might I be in that would warrant the ordering and aligning of the cosmos? My desire is that the... Continue Reading →

Throne of Straits

My friends, coffee is not music. It's true that you can sometimes get away with playing loudly, and some people do, in fact, believe it sounds better. This principle does not apply to a cuppa joe.  The radioactive waste that my office serves in vacuum-sealed packages and labels as "coffee" is unfixable. Even if you... Continue Reading →

Et Spes Somnium

In this dazed, ulterior state I find it easy to lose my sight It is difficult to placate Simply living is an onerous plight When all that is innate Escapes me out of spite My heart this life cannot sate When dreams only last for the night

Sunrise (Feat. Traffic)

I don't want to make this too obvious or unimaginative, but I do want to remind anyone willing to take time to read this how beautiful life and the mundane are. In music, when one instrument wants to perform a solo, the rest of the band has to fall a bit into the background and... Continue Reading →

Mary Flyer

I loved flying kites when I was little... The way they bobbed and swayed upon invisible, tumultuous waves. The way they could be seen by friends, near and far, both close friends and formerly unknown folks, and silently call a gathering that would add to the fleet of flying vessels across the town. My mother... Continue Reading →

Nothin’ Doin’

My mind doesn't play well without other minds that play well. Creativity and deep thinking inspire creativity and deep thinking. I try to inspire myself by responding to one-word daily prompts first thing in the morning and surprising myself with the fact that I can and do, in fact, think. I wish they were always fantastical, romantic, whimsical thoughts,... Continue Reading →

Heart of Gold

A heart made of gold is a heavy thing to bear But of naught else would I have mine crafted Wood decays and burns, at all else would tear Stones unrefined are but elder hearts drafted   Diamonds won't break, neither can they be reshaped Stars glow conflagrant and never could be tamed Of the precious metals, many... Continue Reading →

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