The Sailor’s Maid
Upon my barque, I brave a foreign sea, and feel the foam that falls like mountain snow. Would one not …
Category: Rhyme
Out on the Porch
With practiced ease, Bob takes his sharpened blade and presses it against Jack’s auburn skin. He says that there’s no …
A Shaming Cry
I heard the birded forest sing a song; a song of such compelling melancholy that all the forest dwellers sang …
Night Mare
A sudden start: I’m on a moonlit plain, up to my waist in gently swaying grass. The air is warm …
Beloved Guests of Life
Let the ardent sunlight stroke my eyelids, let the cooling breeze flow past my face. Let the glowing roses strew …
Passing On
Understanding all the problems in this complicated world each demanding unremittingly, their craziness unfurled. Keeping track’s a juggling act, for …
The Foil
You ever wonder why old myths persist in elevating those the gods cast down? An easy trend to note; it …