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A Rare Thunderstorm in Spring

Prologue. Mankind had reached a point of no return. The wheel that once had been set in motion by the Age of Enlightenment had now been lost in speed. There was no stopping it now. Each scientific discovery propelled the wheel onwards, accelerating the spee...

Bird of Fire

Rainy afternoon Walking in the sky A bird and it's glow Paints fiery July Since that bizarre day - All summers in between - I've longed for that bird: It's fire and it's creed Now I try to travel Into worlds that are just mine Searching for...

Fool of White Antlers

I. Will the king play the fool for a day For his sake, for his kingdom, for man Does the horse hurl away its rider Who's strolling through life without a plan Will the rich rest on top of their glory On a journey over the snows Is a confession a...

Lantern Light Isolation

Madness! My body retreats The blank pages brooding within. Beholder's eyes are watching, disturbing, inquiring for sing. Their morass is drawing me down and I feel there is no escape! They flock and arise on the mound, seeking to shackle my fait...

Maven

Heed the voice inside your head I'll lead you to through frustration You can't see me but I know, you're exploring the will to believe. Two doors, one of the small To be chosen by your tour. And two floors, extinguished by your hypnotized resolv...

Misplaced Rainfall

Prologue. Rain of lavender Absorbs me within Pale scent of September Coldwater neath my feet I. Electric skies Noisy winds Twisted roads Restless seas Barren fields Torn off peaks Smoldered Maps Laden eaves Silent void Ignite...

New Sun

prelude. A new sun rose empty, alone. a blue sky window was cracked in between. A wind without sails pretended to be, and the ocean's table touched sky by its seam. i. New Sun Who am I? Who is this me, this thing of mine, to whom I'm...

New Sun?

“Wide flat light far behind him, shrinks in his wake, makes him swirl. Self folding in tight around limb, a last wave of thought before the turn" “The old sun sets next, behind, sea, Previous one already burnt. Hear the thunder of the great birds...

The Emperor Idea

I. Days of faith and religion Enigma embedded meaning, -conjured believer eyes Scars breeding thought and devotion 'Cries' before the zoom: notions of the skies Antagonists end, a declaration Recoiling from the cross, inverted evil spawns Tenaci...

The Poet from the Mad Moon

Inside his solemn notions Outside the judging eyes His mind created potions His mind painted skies He walked celestial paths In the dusk, in the dawn But he is in the past Because of days so forlorn The castle, his creation Its halls were h...

The Sad Mountain

Old mountain grey - watching passing days. Above all who die, it's only friend is the sky, who's forgotten him, in his own home. On the autumn aging, I travel to him. The road is changing, with the snows I move aside. And from its paths hi...

Wind of No Echoes

I had seen this dream many times. I would wake up on some shore, not knowning who, or where I was. And then the questions would come flooding in. A red hot sun would climb the edge of the world and explode into hundreds of these great birds of fire – a...