Emily’s Last Words
“I must go in, for the fog is rising,” breathed out that pen we love so well, as she upon her bed lay dying—enigma last to seal the spell her verses spread around the globe, …
Category: . Mystical
True Tide
Coast of perfect bays, all night the harbor widens between us; as we sleep the continents change address. I sail all day to you then wake on the horizon my arms full of loss, my …
Ancient Shepherds
My mountain neighbors loom steeply up from our valley, rugged and still. They do not snore as they sleep there, do not stir or startle. Earthquakes don’t wake them,their molten cores reach deep into earth’s …
The Prophet
They squabble and spit to defend beliefs clashing on spiritual frontiers, no true script but the audacity of fools leaking wisdom into wasteland. From out of desert comes one who would tell us what we …
I heard the dirge in the mists
The mists lay soft on the valleyan emptiness shrouded and stillthe chill in the air went through meas a tune echoed over the hills My heart clenched in deep trepidationas an eeriness sat with my …
On Filaments and Firmaments
Every night when Lady Lunabeams across the wooded steepafter daily clamor dwindlesand the children fall asleepEmma comes to tend the garden,kiss the flowers, and communewith the fairies, imps, and pixiesfrolicking beneath the moon. Emissaries of …
The Wild Wind
Hear the wild wind with his musical roar sweeping the heather and kissing the moor. He sings of adventure and rattles your door, riding the hills in resplendence galore.. Inhale the scent of the wild …
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[ thoughts, like a breeze ]
thoughts, like a breeze, soar currents across space – to linger within us innately viewed they offer a sense of truth to unending choices ethereal voices that whisper ghostly messages to revitalize an uneasy heart …