Fireflies

On a delicately scintillating night, did the luminescent fireflies, gather behind bushes to gaze at the moon; for long had they heard of her milky white, her understated brilliance and pale light, that had caused many a scribe to swoon! Awed by the humble, resplendent satellite glowing without pride in that turquoise twilight on that…

The Real in the Unreal

Dear reader, it’s funny how the world is so full of contradictions; how every time a proposition is presented, the contradictions come rushing in - the opponents, the critics, the naysayers. Not to sound too morose, but I find the greatest contradiction has manifested itself in regards to the impending inevitable, the doom, the death,…

Song of the Mad Drifter

Every soul, of these very rocks and peaks was a traveller, living in a primeval Earth that evolved with every passing year… Art and music, of our ancient mystery, are the preservers; though our souls have ventured far, we’re still those wayfarers… Stifled by the confining conventions of the monotonous modernity, we’ve forgotten our history,…

Unbecoming and Becoming

I'm tied - a lost, anchored boat, storm tossed in an abandoned land - with the water sizzling up in a flame, a fiery chalice, burning roped bridges, wreaking red and orange havoc that smoulders, crackles and drops, as the lone soul runs for dear life and the gasping bridge burns close behind... Save me,…

Ghost

I am a ghost of times long gone, afraid to reminisce or be seen, anxious in the company of those who'd force my heart to feel... I shy away from the public eye, flee and fly far away, frightened the moment someone dares to try to invade my heart and mind... For I am safe…

Haunted

Where is identity but in these mundane things I do? Place the old candle stand, unfold parchment, and peruse words, words, and more words that rhyme and reason children of transient inspiration, fevers of a season until the fireplace crackles competing with the tick tock - past midnight now, perhaps I really should stop and…