There’s someone in the space between the trenches a voice of wild thunder over devastation coming closer closer closer...
Tag: ritual
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 Grey Country
Weeping skies over the gray country Mourn all promises the dead cannot keep And wash away ink from the pages of a recycled soul...
Down to the River
Mist off the surface of the river is a cloak Over the backs of we who walk among the trees Joy is our song this day of glory Light and darkness dance together as one...
A New Master
Dishonored at the gate we held Backs bent, bones broken, arrows pierced our souls But we did not give way...
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 …
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 …
