Let the ghosts sleep.
We are unneeded
and only bring back
the painful things
that have ceased. Continue reading “The Ghosts Sleep”
The Traveler’s Bell
Somewhere, distant,
we hear the traveler’s bell
jingling on his cane,
as he wishes the
road well. Continue reading “The Traveler’s Bell”
I’ll Go East
I am wanderlust.
Never settled,
there is no dust
upon my helmet. Continue reading “I’ll Go East”
The Dance Calls
In time, the dance
calls, a low whisper
reflected from barrio
walls. Continue reading “The Dance Calls”
The Lurker’s Banquet
Retreat, retreat,
into the wood line
at the edge
of the place
where all of
the people meet. Continue reading “The Lurker’s Banquet”
Dancer
Don’t dance
if you can’t
stand the heat
of a burning floor
under burning feet. Continue reading “Dancer”
5ths and 7ths
How can I sing
when my message
is out of key? Continue reading “5ths and 7ths”
Wōden-Skald
Wōden-skald,
treebeard tall,
watched the
Serpent bind
Middengaerd’s
halls. Continue reading “Wōden-Skald”
There On Your Grave
Dearest angel
of the morning,
why are we
estranged? I called
out to you
in my mourning,
but those words
fell by the way. Continue reading “There On Your Grave”