Ragnarok - XVII
Said Varr, voice hollow like a man bereaved And echoing around the council hall, "Never before have I turned tail. What has Become of Last to Flee? If such as I, By death made undying, by corruption Made incorruptible in who we are, Already have...
Ragnarok - XXII
Shane found the Old Man waiting underneath A spreading and a skeletal ash tree. And he was not alone. Beside him stood The Lady, with her ineffable smile, The Old Woman, frowning upon her cane, The Witchfolk King, rolling brown oak leaf...
Ragnarok - Epilogue
No further verses can my soul produce. in that i am content. only a fool expects all victory without a cost. the wise man does what task he came to do and waits for death, the gentle sister, to take him from here to where his next awaits.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Five
Doubled the energy of the first verse, and martin had an inexplicable hunch that the verse were an exultation of the land, based on the way she gestured.
The Hell I Won't...
Every time he herd that song he was reminded of a short story he read ages ago on yiffstar.com, about a tiger who sang karaoke to this song and shot himself during the final verse after seeing an old girlfriend with her new bf, even though he was gay
Ragnarok - XXV
Darkness, and the stench of rotten eggs To make his eyes water. If he had held His hand before his face, Shane could have seen No glove, no fist, no color or outline. He did not bother to. He blinked the sting Out of his eyes, and strained toward...
Ragnarok - XX
"Man's voices have been silent for too long. His songs are gone long unsung. Man has been Long disenchanted in this latter age. What songs are sung in triumph, and what hymn Is raised to god or gods above the stars? How often is there heard the...
Ragnarok - IX
Somewhere dusk was settling. The air Was stirring gently as one sleep deprived Whose body yearns so much to dream that it Rebels, and tries to slumber standing up Whenever and wherever mind and will Relax their vigilance. It moved the grass Upon...
Hold On
Anyway, this is a free verse thingy that i spat out just now, and i couldn't think of a title. if inspiration strikes me again then i'll actually give it a proper name. although, if someone suggests a title, and i use it, i will credit you that.
Unimportant Verse 11
#11 of unimportant verse about important people _yit'gadal v'yit'kadash sh'mei raba_ would that i had the faith to pray daily. eleven months to let you go, and an amen to end the sorrow.
Ragnarok - XXI
The man turned round and smiled. As when the blobs Of seeming random ink click suddenly Into an image unmistakable Of a familiar human face without The slightest alteration in themselves, But only in the one who stares, and stares, And stares,...
Remembering Dasher Cheetah ... Some Thoughts We Shared about 7 Years Ago ...
The trouble with the whole "multi-verse" theory is, frankly, there's not one particular "story" in which i'd want to spend my time. i wouldn't be able to choose, as it were, even if given the chance.