There he lay upon the fieldWith shivered spear and broken shieldAnd armor punctured o’er his heart,Punctured by a well placed dart.Glamorous life, he lived it wellWith wine-dark drink and revel unquelled,And fame he won with war-worn hands,Leading his troops across the lands.Yes, it would approach one day:That doom what steals his breath away.He lay there […]
My love for thee is all the stars at night,Reflected, shining in your eyes’ pure glass.In the dark, swirling cup I sip with delight,There you are, but you do so much surpass,You, like a princess over every knight.But am I worthy to love thee so much?No. But I love you as pauper loves mightAnd knows […]
Immured in a darkling dungeon, you see the sun setting into night beyond the windowsill, which is sealed by a rusting gridiron. Clinging to the flaking bars, you bruise your knuckles as you strike the iron, desperate to capture a single ray, a single photon of light. A great hook of hot steel wraps around […]
I sit before my oaken tableAs oft as I am ableWith pen in hand and paperMy words, never stringing.I try to be a shaper,A song-maker, singing,But inspiration lacks;My purpose comes to naught.I turn to trace my tracks,But I have none begot.Before my oaken table, I sit,Not writing once, not one bit.To me, this is a […]