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Winter Comes
As the world freezes, doorways are opened to a sleeping darkness.Some try to keep hold of the sun’s warmth, but it must melt away,A slow march, time pulling a long night over the worldMarked by a solstice—night of ice and shadow when dread lords walk the EarthWorshipped by followers who cannot see the light beyond […]
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If I Could Choose
When I’m near you, I don’t know what to do with my handsOr where to look. If I could choose, I would look nowhere else but at you.When I see you, the words I’ve mulled over for days To make just right are suddenly gone.If I could choose, I would give you my soul to […]
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Ritual By the Sea
When I came to the cove, I knew it immediately as the place I sought. The wind that had battled my advance across the open sea died as I brought my boat around the outcropping of rock that formed the entrance to the small harbor. I did not need to look at the aged photograph […]
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In the Ash Grove
Sighs that shatter miles of still airHang between us.Breaths that break my heartWith their echoes of sadnessHang between us.Her lips carry a sad smileChin resting on perfect handEyes that cannot see The world before themBut are lost in visions Of shimmering light and colorBeyond truth and reasonWhere thought gathers in poolsAnd raindrops spill memoryUpon the […]
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Somnambulist
My son Hugo sleepwalks. The first time I came upon him in the dead of night, I screamed loud enough to wake him from his trance. It was late—around two o’clock. I’d sent Hugo to bed long before but had stayed up in my study to sort through my jumbled thoughts. The hours darkened, and […]
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Sometimes I Say the Wrong Thing
The rift between us grows deeper Wider With every misspoken word Every falter Every misplaced glance and second guess Bricks placed in the wall One word might tear it down But who will say it?
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Our Valley
At home in our valley Beneath the mountain of the Gods Cast ever in the shadow of their splendor While they look not at their feet But out upon the world We, darling, You and I Escape their gaze. Together we place The world at our backs And will not bow To the pressing […]
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Candlelight
On opposite ends of a faded loveseat Two sit in silence The lives they gave to one another Meld into one And meet in the middle among Intertwining fingers Their hearts beat in rhythm Together Their breath whispers I love you In a room filled with Candlelight.
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Thunderstorm
Our backs pressed into the grass bent beneath us. Night hid the snow-capped peaks on either side. The sky above was clear—a portal open wide to the heavens. Stars, frozen a million years in the past, held sway over us in their own distant way. Our breath rose in the blackness, a ghostly mist that […]
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The River
The walls close in, distorted, Funneling me toward a door That separates my soul from the divine. Through the keyhole lies a world Whose edges fade into the space Between truth and lies. A river of grief flows among the brambles, Scorching its way across a blackened plain. It’s arms scrape meaning From dirt that […]
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A Thin Ocean
A world passes by in refracted blurs of color and shadowThis world I inhabit, from which I seek shelterGlass and metal keep out the rain that I love to watch but not feelThe branches high overhead an imperfect rooftop, an old house with rafters full of holesMuted gray light pooling in the spaces between the […]
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Mine
They belong to me, those eyes of blue glass. Together we lay beneath the stars and trees On pillows of moss, fingers intertwined We share a single heartbeat. Her hair splays across fallen leaves Pale cheeks frozen in the night air A smile on my lips as I reminisce Thinking of her When I’ve had […]
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She Went On
I am awake in this dream worldWhere the days are colored by liquid shadowThe nights sing softly of what lives beyondBehind each door a world of desolation beckonsWindows reflect shades of purple and silverOne walks on, key in hand, searching for the way throughPathways crumble after she has passed overTired eyes mark her stepsCreatures to […]
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Bal Zezar
Out of the woods they came, drunk on their desire for the sabbath. From all directions they came, heeding the call of the black hill. Across the fallow lands they came, leaving behind them a wake of death, the land shuddering beneath footsteps that carried them forth toward Bal Zezar. The hill, raised by the […]
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An Introduction
Here is a place to offload the stories, poems, and other bits of writing that pile up in my Documents folder. I doubt there will be much order, structure, or flow from each post to the next. Whether you only browse for a minute or decide to stay, I’m grateful that you found me here. […]
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