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A Message In a Bottle

...Castaway in the isles of obscurity
I pen my diary in blood
Encased within poetic bottles
And cast them on the temporal winds
Into the sea of humanity.

It is an act of desperation
That perchan...

The Masterpiece

...If we were the things we loved, then...

I would be the shine in puppies eyes
Or a cuddled kitten's purr,
I would be a great novel or poem
Or, the smell of grandmother's house.

I would be the...

The Cornerstone

...I had a dream
But I dreamt it on clay
And it crumbled in the morning rain.

I envisioned still other dreams
Those reflected dimly on the surface of my desire
But they always vanished with a tou...

A Yarn of Leprechauns

...Come hear me yarn of leprechauns
A thieving little folk,
That left me laying by me pond
Asleep beneath me oak.

They came about the midnight hour
To lay me cupboard bare,
And then they used th...

Now Comes the Rain

...Dark clouds infuse the evening sky
And blot the sun out by and by,
Then comes a hush across the glen 
As mother earth prepares to cry.

Now comes the cool and gusting winds
That whisper through...

The Battle of Twiddledom

...For Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Gump
They rode their beasties thippity thump
With snarling banshees close behind
To save the royal Twiddle line!

For Darken Gore the bastard prince
Had brought to t...

The Rain Falls Softly Now

...The rain falls softly now against my shoulders
The sound turns into laughter
The laughter has a face
It is the face of joy.....

"Hurry up!" I called as she ran into my arms
"You're soaking wet...

The Sickness In My Heart

...There is a sickness in my heart
It began a long time ago
With three evil spirits that came out of the sea
From the land of the rising sun
Quietly floating on three great canoes.

The mother and...

My Dog's Eyes

...When I look in my dog’s eyes
My soul pales to compare,
No sign of vice, or pride, or lies
Or sin reside in there.

If eyes are windows to the soul
That show the heart inside,
Then puppy eyes a...

The Valley's View

...While standing on the mountain top
It's easy to look down,
At those who climb and climb nonstop
Who live in tiny towns.

But I prefer the valley through
That's cradled like a cup,
Where mounta...

The Last Fairy Queen

...And so she wept for ages past
The end it seemed had come at last
Her kingdom slowly chipped away
Her magic also fading fast.

The nothingness had come to stay
To herald there the end of days
F...

A Specter Speaks To War

...Smoke rising from the ground
Obscures the pools of blood
Where soldiers uttering sounds
Lie dying in the mud.
Horses neighing, running scared
In horror find no end
Of battleground that's shared...

From Father To Son

...The hues of autumn mix and meld
On trees where clusters of mistletoe dwell,
Shades of amber, scarlet, and gold
Call into mind some old stories Dad told.

Tales of wizards, dragons, and lore
Of ...

The Crow and the Butterfly

...There's a crow and a butterfly
That do a little dance,
When I throw my shutters wide
They flit around and prance.

My bird feeder attracts the crow
My bush the butterfly,
But privacy it seems ...

I Know Love Well

...Yes I know love, I know her well
For I'm a hunter who excels
Who knows his prey by sound and smell
And signs that tell, and signs that tell.

I've hunted love so long it seems
I'd know her even...

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