The Jeweler’s Wares

A jeweler digs Through his glittering wares And desires to keep The fairest of all. His fingers Feel all their crystal faces, Attuned to every bump or blemish Like a spider's leg In perfect sync With every tremble Along its gossamer web. Yet, H finds nothing But glassy bodies Smooth as skin Shaved bare. If... Continue Reading →

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Beyond the Mountain Pass

Beyond the mountain pass Lies a trail bathed In milky starlight. Mossy trees Hold the road With gnarled hands Clothed in silver And green. Pretty, pink Flowers bloom at your feet. Their soft scent Tickles your tongue. You Taste neither lilac Nor lily. Death Coats every fleshy bud. You hurry Your pace. Flowers fade As... Continue Reading →

Ever Higher

Fireflies flit Around the beckoning flames Like paper lanterns, Shimmery and gold, Floating towards the sun. You hum a labored tune Deep in your weary chest. The air is crisp, Your fingers numb. Your voice fails. Your head falls While the scorched logs Hiss, and the smoke Rises ever higher.

A Summer Night

The lake sits quiet. Not a ripple stirs The shore. Night is a threadbare Shroud, hung loose Over the cool waters. Stars dance, And the silver moon bares A crescent smile. Scents Of mint and clove Drift on the gentlest Breeze. A single Flower blooms, Its velvet petals dark As dusk. The crickets Trill. The... Continue Reading →

I Dreamt of Home

I dreamt Of an ancient tree Stripped bare To its silver branches. Harlequin leaves Lay in clumps At its twisted roots, Whose frail tendrils Reached ever outwards. I dreamt Of an iron sun In a sky of cold steel. Ashen clouds marched In boundless, black regiments. From far off I heard the crack of thunder,... Continue Reading →

A Midnight Melody

As the day dies And dusk rears Its violet face, A sour song thrums Through my head. Pale stars tremble While one verse carries To the next. Phantoms Of my sunlit troubles Dance across my eyes. The chorus builds And darkness gathers Under the swollen moon. I twist and turn While midnight's blanket Rests heavy... Continue Reading →

Ruby Lips

From across the clamor Of a late and laughing bar, I spied your lips, Ripe and red Like two tart cherries. A ruby glow Lit my skin While my tongue twisted With hot desire. Yet I sat, stared, and said Nothing. Your gaze Drifted over half-drunk faces Not so longing or lustful As my own. Your... Continue Reading →

The Gated Garden

I have dawdled Too long in gated Rose gardens. The air Is fresh, the breeze As sweet as morning dew. Flowers blush Red. Their leaves lap Up the smiling sun. But winter winds blow Round and round The iron gates. Ivy tendrils tremble While frosty fingers Suck their life Dry. Grass blades bend To the... Continue Reading →

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