Sleeping in my bonesAs soft and sharp as marrow --Mem'ry breaks the skin
The sun is a butterfly, Eternal, fleeting Transmogrifying— (11 Dec 2018)
She sits aside in Ashes Foreign Graces in her hand And sings to sooth the achings Of the Ones from Distant Land She sings in shores unholy, Draft in crinoline and in rhyme Whorling wind-stepped measures metered In th' unyielding breadth of time Unforeign is her master, For he waits at every gate For the … Continue reading Nights and Shadows, Nightmare Reign
The dark king of Thraros Afforded seven names With banished sons of Therion Sings aurals to their fames Afforded forty westmares The king sits on his shore Admired both in madness, More for waiting is his chore In casting off his harbors, His Halberts and his mores The other kings are waiting still And 'turning … Continue reading Madness and Nightmares
Reflection on Mabon, the Autumn Equinox, at which the day and night are equal and the Dark half of the year begins.
A life lesson wrapped in an anecdote from one of my regular contacts, who wished to remain anonymous.
I have someone sleeping in my bed right now. It's making me sentimental.