“Longtooth,
speak in rhymes
and say your sooth.” Continue reading “Spewing Fire and Gold”
Our Chins are Raised
We all await the dawn,
sitting cross-legged, patient,
our chins are raised
and our hearts are racing,
we wait for the waking
in time – Old Sun’s new raising. Continue reading “Our Chins are Raised”
Fishhooks
The fishhooks
of make-believe
are set in your cheek
and a strong pull
from the fisherman
will pull you from the deep. Continue reading “Fishhooks”
Old Whimsy’s Ghost
Pedantry feasts on
the bloated carrion-corpse
of Old Whimsy’s ghost. Continue reading “Old Whimsy’s Ghost”
In the Bitterroot
The sky is red
behind the hills,
like blood pressing
through gauze –
I can feel it still. Continue reading “In the Bitterroot”
These Gifts We Give
What are these gifts we give? Continue reading “These Gifts We Give”
Shine Like Gold
Shine like gold,
let slip the light
through a filigree mold
to illumine the night. Continue reading “Shine Like Gold”
Calloused
Draw a silvered blade
across your palms
and cut out the callous
where the ropes had gone. Continue reading “Calloused”
A Handmaiden Sings
Wake not the queen,
for she sleeps. Continue reading “A Handmaiden Sings”
Green Silk
She slept in the clouds. Continue reading “Green Silk”
Intertwined
Arms and smiles
intertwined,
we raised a toast Continue reading “Intertwined”
They Roared
Our first meeting
was like passing ships
in the darkest night… Continue reading “They Roared”