… bewildered hearts …

Originally posted on Course of Mirrors:
We may reach out in vain towards heavy hearts shrouding broken ideals or stagnant truths that are dark-sealed against any doubt. We may reach out in vain towards wounded hearts that shirk beauty, scorn at tender gestures, treat humour like treason and plot revenge. ? Yet in the death…

Ancestral Wind

Originally posted on Feverish Dreams:
A sigh arising from the west, pervades the mountain firs. A haunting voice in ancient tongue speaks whispers on the wind. The rhythmic rise and fall of tone compel me with a tale. Of blood and breed that flow and link a son with Fathers passed. A pinto pony proudly…

Snake In The Grass

Originally posted on lagoonaticsite:
Anyone for hidden objects? Can you spot the serpent in the twigs? 3/4’s right and center height, laying atop the thin and spindly light beige brush. If not, best to not go in the water. Nor am I picking it up to be certain what it is because I’m thinking Water Moccasin,…

Light and Dark (a triolet)

Originally posted on Feverish Dreams:
This distance from the light to dark Seems thus the same as life to death On this Sojourn I must embark This distance from the light to dark ‘Til sounding trumpets hail to hark A soul awaiting brighter breath This distance from the light to dark Seems thus the same…