— Poetry, Writing —

What Silence Tells

A bit of light for your day, no matter how dark it may be. The harps lay silent, their strings unstrung The harper’s soul laid bare. The voices still with songs unsung And no hope left to spare. When dreams are ash and hearts grow cold And bitter draughts lay stark and old. The tales… Read More What Silence Tells

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Outward Bound

For Maggie, Eldritch and all the rest don’t seem so far out of reach any more. Fire and wind breath through the night Hope follows close, chasing the light. Candles flare brightly and answer the stars, And echoes of laughter claim what is ours. Hands reaching upwards to follow the flame Of rocket ships burning… Read More Outward Bound

— Poetry, Writing —

Hearth to Hearth

For those who must go out into dangers and those who keep the hearth fire burning. From hearth to edge and then beyond Carry from the Warden’s song. From dawn to dusk and then to day Though hearth and home ne’er fade away. Though long the night that bitter ends From day to day the… Read More Hearth to Hearth

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At Tannhauser Gate

This might have been better for Memorial Day, but it came to me this morning. I hope you enjoy it. It has a happier ending than most of the things referencing the name. Standing at the gate, a laser in his hand The last of the defenders makes a final stand. Armor counts for little… Read More At Tannhauser Gate