Each Obituary I Read is Mine
...a curtal sonnet
Each obituary I read is mine;
husband, wife, son and daughter abide where
the records of their lives do still exist;
motality belongs to time's design,
stitching out ...
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Categories:
reavers, life,
Form: Sonnet
King of All He Sees - A Royal Digression
...1066
Sad day on Senlac Hill.
King Harald takes an arrow
Through his royal eye.
And that Norman bastard,
Duke William, steals his crown.
Though it’s embroidery,
Not tapestry, tells the tale,
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Categories:
reavers, allegory, history,
Form: Ballade
Untitled Part 1
...i am the salt of the earth and the ocean
i am the light that shines from within
the inner cries behind facial emotions
the darkness that is covered in skin
i comprehend the appearance of freedom...
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Categories:
reavers, introspection, time, light, body,
Form: Rhyme
Between Battles
...All the beserkers now lie sleeping,
Visions of severed hearts in their heads.
Thieves and reavers are all abed;
Posted at sentry, flaxen haired-
Walking dead, well fed and alert.
Beyond sentin...
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Categories:
reavers, war
Form: Blank verse