I am haunted by my dreams of love, like nightmares that come as I sleep. A phantom dripping in red, it tortures me with visions of futures, memories of grief, signs of isolation. A spectre sharp as knives, it taunts me with words that ring true, words that bring to, words that ring through, and … Continue reading Haunted (a poem)
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You leaving is what scares me (a poem)
I love you, You and your twisted briar heart, Your cold heart, Your stone heart, Betrayed and hardened by the years, Ugly and encrusted in ice. I love you, You and your shortcomings, Your flaws, Your failures, Molded and fouled by the world, That left you all but weary of it. I love you, You … Continue reading You leaving is what scares me (a poem)
Argnierre’s Lament (a song, 2021)
Argnierre's Lament (a song) Yon summer hills ‘round which stand our golden grasses, They twirl, they fall, and lie still upon the ground. The wind she howls the blades down into the valley, She cuts across the waves like a storm on the sea. ~ Their flags were flown all snapping around in the thunder, … Continue reading Argnierre’s Lament (a song, 2021)
Vessels of Veyrath – Part 2: Returning
With a thick finger, Svenne jabbed at the north of Freelandr. “Inquisitors been comin’ in all along the northeastern border with Rendt, mostly the foothills so far. Nobody knows where they are holin’ up, but it ain’t hard to tell where they’re goin’. Spearbury . . .” She traced her way south. “Grayridge, Suntusk—
Vessels of Veyrath – Part 1: New Dawn
(Cover by Radu Muresan)(Special thanks to: MK, GW, CN, Rob, Ritika, and last but certainly not least, my editor Rosemary) ~ Note from the author: This series is intended for mature audiences. It has themes that some may find disturbing or unsuitable for children. Exercise proper caution when sharing the story. Apart from that, I … Continue reading Vessels of Veyrath – Part 1: New Dawn
June 30th
The Daemon (a poem)
The Daemon (a poem) A time ago I asked myself a question, knowing not where it led. See, I have lived my life a sinning man, I have learned that sinners can see through others, and sometimes see themselves staring back. Looking yourself in the eye, anywhere but in front a mirror, I call that … Continue reading The Daemon (a poem)
The Shell (a poem, 2022)
The Shell (a poem) Beneath the smile, the laugh, the jest, the kindness, the comradery, the humility, the generosity... the understanding... the hopefulness… ~ There was a lone voice screaming for reprieve. There was a lone voice screaming to be heard. There was a lone voice screaming for the end. ~ There the voice screamed, … Continue reading The Shell (a poem, 2022)
“Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
Life is a transitory thing, reaching the finish nearly as it begins. It scarcely frustrates its pace enough, it cannot appreciate the beauty, horror, or intrigue— these that churn to being in the wake of its steps. Yet as it bounds forward, the lights that gather into flame, rather than shine with persevering luster, … Continue reading “Tell me of Life” (a musing, 2017)
Freedom (a poem, 2020)
Freedom (a poem) I consume, The substance consumes me. A life less painful than my own… The sensation alone, Addiction itself. I become someone else, Other than myself. I have this choice, It is simple and free of pain, Yet I know nothing is truly painless. This life unlike my own, This experience unlike my … Continue reading Freedom (a poem, 2020)
