Ranging through the mist The mountains and the valleys twist As if flicked by capricious wrist Who had only time to get the gist Is there really any way to list That to try to play the scientist Will result in deeper mist
Pictures speak a thousand words. Here sits yer ‘umble narrator, beyond shattered and in an absolute state, a most candid moment captured by a friend. A moment that weaves a tale of three AM shifts and strips away the lie that industry is dead.… Continue Reading “Bewildered Peasant”
Notre Dame, Big Ben, the Sistene chapel. These are known marvels. But what of those that crumbled into dust? Centuries of soil at times wild with trees at times green with pasture shroud their memory. Alternating patchworks of increase and decline are the lily’s… Continue Reading “Amthlynam (Short Story)”
There are things we know Things that are not shadowed Memories seen before they’d grown Such familiars as Notre Dame and the causeway where giants tred Yet glad are they that have seen more Them that have scorned nepenthe and her balm Have brought… Continue Reading “Odotheus (Poem)”
And despite this wine I am still sober. Please help. Made with Krita.