Heraclitan Bird-Songs
**Jisei-Sonnet** : _The Heraclitan Bird Prepares For Death_ Denied by all, the black and cursèd bird Encased within the pang of pain and grieving, And painted with a crest that sang deceiving, Defied the world - corrupting all they...
Ragnarok - XIX
Somewhere, it was winter. Stars were lost Above the mottled, slate-hard clouds. The streets Were glazed with colorless lamplight. The air Was weary cold, and smelled of apathy. Somewhere it was January, or Some time that felt like it. Beside the...
Tiny Candles
This was my first attempt at free verse poetry; it does not rhyme or have a meter, but now you know where i stand.
Ragnarok - XXIII
Somewhere, amongst the ruins of ruins The legions of dishonored dead, hissing As might an immolated corpse upon A burning ship, at cold saltwater's touch, With agonizing slowness flung themselves Against the hated company who held, Though...
Ragnarok - XXIV
It grinned. It ripped a fist of mangling claws Down like a meteor. It gouged the stairs, Where Varr and the Old Man had stood away As could a spoon through cold whipped butter-cream, But they had ducked, had rolled under its palm As it passed just...
I Think About Revenge Most Every Day
I think about revenge most every day. I pray for it, to it. I draw its eye. I hive its hissing hornets in my heart. I wear its mask and mantle. People say They do not understand how you can live Like that. No more do I! Yet nonetheless I must...
POEM: Walking In Front Of Me!
This poem has 2 lines of mildly suggestive verse. it also has one weak swear word . in other areas, things may have gotten blurred i admit my style is probably rather unfashionable and simple, but it is what rolls off my flapping tongue.
What I did in my Holiday
We were quite lucky to find someone so well versed in the methods used on this planet." i blushed again. "not so quite versed as you think. i only know this because i have heard it spoken of, but i have never actually, participated."
Sunshine Days - Chapter 7
His lack of interest showed as he half-heartedly embellished the bible verse printed on the cup, "whoever drinks of the water that i will give him will never be thirsty again. - john 4:14" with bright, cheery colors.
EndBringer - Verse Three - Cauchemar
# _VERSE THREE: CAUCHEMAR_ "Miranda!" Damon sat bolt upright. His heart pounded against the inside of his ribcage and his ears rang from the blood rushing through them. That damned dream. Again. The same bloody nightmare he'd been having ever...
Accompanied by Tornado Siren
I do like the sonnet/blank verse/ rhymed envoi pattern it produced. i think it deescalates and escalates similar to the way that musical theatre might use breaking into song, lapsing back into dialog, then having a big finishing number.
Christmas Gifts
He had lain hidden inside a package, Tucked beneath their light-sprinkled tree. Sleeping even through rose red dawning Of their third Christmas yet, wishing for him. The other him was sleeping sadly in, Cried himself to sleep the previous...