No falling tears
Each day a knife walk, life and death, Step left to die or right to breath. My time will come …
Category: Death
Emily’s Last Words
“I must go in, for the fog is rising,” breathed out that pen we love so well, as she upon …
On the Wings of a Fly
In the flower that wilts by the pane looking out On the garden that nurtured its bud; In the carrion …
pre-Exodus From Skin
Oh, how a young man’s thoughts still reign in tired bones and soul of dust. Will you remain thru silver …
lines written upon urra moor
Old God was too much with us. Quietly we wander through the moss-knolled, sodden peat upon the trackless and the …
Behind Death’s Door
When leaf has fallen withered from the tree, and night’s dark hand has swept aside the day. When lips are …
as the sleepers
I would that I were with those dead there in their restful deep, were still my bones in earthen …
Since Death Forgot to Take Me
Since death forgot to take me I’ll wile the earth away, And chase things that forsake me, And smile at …