Through the crowd a familiar face smiles and though it beckons me to sit at its table share a drink and play a hand of cards or two...
Category: Poems
Come Wander
Come wander with the cursed and broken through this realm of woodland music where melodies wind along paths to a ritual center...
Maybe We'll Dream
Maybe we’ll dream of a world together, in sleep of unending solitude, of a day when the morning sun awakens us...
Moonlark Song
Moon shards come down out of the clouds that seem darker than the space beyond them...
Poison in My Throat
Poison is in my throat, wild and burning yet as a dying man wandering the desert I drink from the ever-flowing fountain, never wondering if this oasis is a mirage...
May Queen
Follow the scent of ritual deeper into obscured places past the watching eyes of a sacred few with hands raised to a smiling sky...
The Cities We Burn
The air over this land is thick with incense vapors rising from the ancient cities we burn papyrus curling blackened in the flame...
You Spoke of Fate
Standing together on the barren plain of night I watched you strike a match and bring light to this wasteland...
The Wind Speaks of Silent Things
Come through the archway into bloodstained halls and follow me to the edge of the chasm...
Careless Gods
Walk with me into this wretched place to sift through refuse left behind by careless gods heaped upon the altars we built to them and strewn over the halls of their cathedrals...
Night Over Cryptic Lands
It was out on the broken glass slopes of mountains that towered as kings over the wild-light desert where I watched the ruby sky turn to ink...
Waiting at the Edge
In the hollow place a desert gathered and scores of the weary gazed across the sand to the far side secrets of the horizon...
The Shape of Moonlight
I saw you as you once were a reflection in a blade raised against the night a being of moonlight in a distant world smiling to yourself at some mystery...
Beneath Rushing Falls
I watched you walk beneath the rushing falls back and forth along the granite ledge feeling the weight of the river cascade upon you...
Beneath the Fruiting Tree
Almost the dark of night is deep enough for this garden of secrets to be planted Soil rich in sorcery waits beneath the fruiting tree ready to embrace the broken seeds...
