I wrote this a while ago, but it never seemed the right time for it. It now seems appropriate for Memorial Day. Day of sorrow, day of pain Day to mourn the lost again. While vengeance serves a bitter draught Hard won justice is slowly bought. The wolf’s head fear the righteous sword And the… Read More Day of Mourning
Something I hope brightens your day. Gates above now shining down Look on me and show your crown. The keeper stands and guards the door While shadows throng up to its shore. Hearts lift up to hope and more Take the joy that they implore. The fire of hope lights beacons bold That humble hearts… Read More Gates of Light
An odd one for spring but sometimes something hits me. I hope you enjoy it. Wings of frost settle down to form a silver veil. The raven spreads the starry night over hill and dale. The trees shake off their last sad leaves, winter settles in. And all the wood begins to sleep as the… Read More Winter Wings
This should have gone out Friday. It’s a somber reflection for the Monday after Easter, but it came too late for me to post on Friday. Take it as looking back on the other side, having gone through the darkest day, looking at the night from the light of the morning. The sun bowed its… Read More Death Bowed His Head
Fancies between dreams and waking to brighten your day. Worlds float by in bubbles Riding beams up to the moon. Fairy kingdoms drifting, Dream by dream they swoon. I chase them through the starlight And watch them as they sleep. I cannot reach their wonders Except by dreaming deep. Through field and over forest So… Read More Fairy Bubbles