poetry – Page 77 – Tale Told

Live On

Someone I know committed suicide. He was a science teacher, and his classes were wonderful. I do not remember him well, but remember looking forward to seeing him, to learning…

Life in the Sky

The city of the Dead was a sprawling affair. Unplanned, the buildings cropped up in a wonderfully organic way, like swollen growths, giant black blotches, against the soft twilight landscape.…

Prayer of the Undead

The sorrow of my heart, damp and heavy, breaks my soul. I am overtaken with sickness. Life cannot be lived in this swamp, this miasma. Weeping, tearless face, encrusted stone…

Sonnet: No Hope

Please read: No Hope So, I need a root canal. Fun. Anyway, the poetry of the situation hit me between bursts of intense pain that my tooth is dying, and once…

Poem: Broken Sword

A short little jaunt into a medieval fantasy. Please enjoy. I know no other way and draw my broken sword. The jagged edge, which once pointed would pierce the flesh,…

Veil of Stone

So silently dreamy night comes in, a wave of the rising wintry tide, and over those ancient stones her cool lips kiss the scene with lengthening shadows. How dark and…

Essay: Hope Nevermore

Please read: Hope Nevermore Excerpt: I see the window and door as representations of the same event. The same call, the same tapping, draws the narrator to each. The consequences of…

Poem: Bluebird’s Echo

No one can make the bluebird sing from other than its feathered breast, nor make the dreamer dream a dream say that it is his sleeping rest. Yet when to…

Poem: A Devil’s Son

Please read: A Devil’s Son Excerpt: There’s darkness there beyond the realm of sight which men may feel on cold and wintry nights, but none are oft to speak of what…

Rough Thesis: Lenora Was in the Darkness

Below is a thesis for a possible paper I'll be writing: Science has at times been likened to the mythological basilisk “which kills what it sees and only sees by…