Tag: writing
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The Court of the Druid King

A breeze down the street brings it all the smell of hot window screens and withering grass of a field between our dreams and a chance to taste them…
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Just Like You Said

I found the dry riverbed The one you told me about It was a scar on the face of beauty just like you said…
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Everything Under the Sun

I watched you speaking at the altar of lost time your words concealed within the voice of the wind attacking the walls we built against the night…
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Where Sparrows Fell

Too late I decided to go after you along the path where sparrows fell from a sky too weak to hold them…
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Variation on a Theme

When we came into the ballroom it was all ablaze Bells ringing overhead and echoing through the hall where a symphony once played variations on a theme…
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The Upside Down

Less than a shade of memory a miasma of weak horror screaming at a rescuer who cannot hear…
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Odyssey in Waltz

I’ve come to the moon-white edge of truth washed ashore out of the great waters which carried you on gentle waves through a fever dream…
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Something More Beautiful

I was walking in the street when the first bombs fell. The sky became ash and fire. Explosions turned into screams which turned into sirens which became all a maelstrom of noise…
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Lightbulbs

The lights are never off in that kingdom upon the hill They shine everlasting over streets that cannot see them and cry out for something more beyond a voice in the dark…
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Open Sky Country

It was a green grass day in the hills and we lay in fields that thirsted for the sun…
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They Might Have Been Hazel

She spoke to me without a voice and a bullet tore through the walls of my soul laughing all the way to the screaming end…
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Fog Over Paradise

This is the mist that hangs over paradise across a land where music plays without a source…


