Category: Poems
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A Sunken World
Come wayward to this place without sorrow On a borderland between love and apathy We know you are lost—all who come here are lost And stay when they no longer wish to be found.
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Her Voice a Roar

Salt air electric on my tongue, my eyes The cliffs fell away and beneath me swelled Tears of a goddess, weeping and vengeful…
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Earth Gave Way

There was clay in the ground I clawed through Pulling myself back to the surface To sit in a rainstorm I longed for years to feel again And I began to shape the clay…
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A New Master

Dishonored at the gate we held Backs bent, bones broken, arrows pierced our souls But we did not give way…
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The Path That Wasn’t There

I crawled along the face of the Earth Looked down and saw stars beneath my feet Over a distance I’ve crossed a thousand times.
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Dead Leaf Weather

Out in the dead leaf weather a man sits Wondering where he was when the embers caught Was he hugging his daughter in the airport terminal Driving the long way home alone Or have weeks gone by since a decade turned to ash?
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Still They Speak

Still they speak in whispers of the intangible Silver shadows crawling over the night-soaked walls Fall silent when I raise my head to listen.
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The World Cries Out

The world spins in chaos and defiance Armageddon on the horizon, yet the day dawns anyway Fields of war rumble as the hordes approach And even the king rides out this night to battle.
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The Sky Threatens Rain

It’s a memory of dim light When I saw you on the stairs And entered the warmth of a world where you existed…
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You, Like the Rising Moon

You like the rising moon give light to this land Shrouded in night unending Windows are opening to let in the cool breeze Playing with the shadows you cast…
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Nothing as Quiet

Nothing as quiet as the moment after the fireworks stop No darkness as absolute as that which fills the space where light was.
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Along the Narrow Way

A rising call across the mountaintops Shivering in the breeze of a chill morning Far off the sea shines in the coming day. The mist here hides wandering spirits…
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The Breath of Waiting for This Moment

The voice that calls out across the field Calls out in beckoning, come ever closer With fists clenched hidden at its sides And the breath of waiting for this moment thick in its mouth…
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Along This River

Along this river I lost track of my reflection Amidst a thousand fragmented lives rolling out to sea The smiles that swept past before I could return them Tears that joined the current and were lost.
