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The Ghost of Every Road Not Taken

...The air is thick with the weight of things unchosen,
paths untrodden, doors closed but never quite sealed.
A shadow clings to every decision,
the ghost of every road not taken,
whispering — what ...

Fourth Turning

...I wonder
How far we’ll go
So desperate for heroes who are first
Criminal enterprises
Romanticized as rebels
Lies wrapped in a maybe-he-could-make-it-all-better?
From what?
To what?

We do no...

The Final Solution II

...Let murderers subdue the guilt within
let not such burdens weigh upon your heart,
for bound by oath, your troopers are akin
to brothers that share equally in part.
‘Tis fiendish pride that fills ...

Terror Bugs: Part 4 - A Freezer Mice Adventure

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 3 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’]
__________

The Terror Bugs pursued them through the skies toward the river
Cody flew just fast enough but still...

Refurbished Nursery Rhymes: Little Pig, Little Pig

...When the wolf applied nicely
If he could come in,
The pigs replied thricely he shouldn't.
Then they scratched at the hairs
On their chinny chin chins,
And tightly bolted the door so he wouldn't....

Cross Roads, Notes and Bridges

...
"Cross Roads, Notes and Bridges"

Silence 
arrives 
in the spaces

between 

a conversation 
missing in the 
archives of love

music 
drowns 
the unnecessary

wh...

Shadow Diorama

...Even the ghosts have faded now,
splashes of gray like shadows
in a child's diorama.
They slip in and out of mortared cracks 
in my mind,
seeking a validation
I cannot besrow.
But they must rem...

Oldtown

...Tall and narrow,
the houses stand,
wall against wall,
hunched together
on the edge of the 
cobbled street,
as if armed against
the unknown.
Tiny balconies
Where laundry 
Used hang on railin...

Bite the Bullet

...Bite The Bullet

Puerile caliber, risks crypt goes I, 
peashooter to Saturday-night-special, 
relatives riddled our home, armed, shot nigh, 
puerile caliber, risks crypt goes I, 
mo...

Built By Hand

...As if in opposition it stood
Like a distress call from a precarious time
Juxtaposed perpendicular to an open grass laden field
A horizontal girder of ominous warning
A marker of trespass.

Aban...

The Heart Walls of the D R Canal

...Every form of life has it's walls, nothing, no one stands alone
 some are trees, brush, branch, twig and wood and bark
 some are mortar and stone, mere workers flesh and bone
 others lay in memori...

Rampart of Stone

...Within the woods, stood a wall of stone
molded by hands from a distant time.
Though roughly hewn, it had endured.

What narratives could it tell of its past,
this ancient bulwark,  built to last...

Ado To Salt

...I‘m embittered by isolation like Ado turned to salt
but outside, the flowers are dueling for attention.
I am mortared in this seclusion as Catullus rendered stone
yet outdoors, trees bask and frol...

Poetry

...i used as
a coaster
Poe's book
of complete
works for my

beer and as
i watched 
it sweat 
on this 
day

a particularly
humid can't
get used
to it day
i may

have
stated
that i had...

Buccaneering Dorian

...Like wild buccaneers
on a partying raid,
they came ashore.
Fierce waters and winds
wielding their destructive swords
grabbing defenceless trees by the necks:
viciously shaking their hair-like f...

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