Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, June 25, 2020

Featured Creature: He's Sownh Art

interior full
moonlight reflected
reveals nothing on the outs
but the house rumbles and shakes
from the earthquakes

the sadness madness 
can't must run away 
can't must defeat it 
bury swallow it 
tear shred chew 
the wet sucking sounds 
of never never never ever 
again

in the darkness 
he eats his own heart

in the light 
the werewolf walks like a man


{8x5.33,  created in Adobe Photoshop}
 
Recommended Listening:
from Amir




Wednesday, January 08, 2014

New Gallery: Writing


As part of the face lift I've been giving Zombie Bites lately, I've begun to collate all the links to the flash fiction, short stories, serials, and poetry I've been posting into a single gallery.  Currently the Writing gallery holds only a small selection of my flash fiction links, but I'll be expanding and posting to this gallery very regularly.  Check it out and let me know what you think.  Thanks for reading and viewing!

Monday, November 25, 2013

Psyche Delectus: The Spider Wizards of Ith

Dread sorcerers of the Winterlands,
Their cloaks deny
the shape of their intent.
They walk as men do,
triumvirate terrors of the snow.
They pretend fireside intimacy,
in truth seeking only succor
from the sanguine cup of a heart.
Where they pass
only wind and bones live henceforth. 
Beware the Wizards of Ith!

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Featured Creature: Gentleman Death


Gentleman Death steals babies breath
and old men in their sorrows.
He takes our moments then and now
and all of our tomorrows.
He comes for those asleeping,
he comes for those awake,
he comes for all in their good time,
disruption is his wake.

His touch is sometimes sudden,
or gentle as falling snow
but never is the time of it
a thing that we can know.
When we hear his raspy voice
acalling on the wind
we know that he has come to take
an enemy or friend.
Sometimes his touch is a great gift
but many times a sorrow
when we see not the reason for
that taking of tomorrow.

{Digital Images created in Adobe Photoshop}

UPDATE 091014:  A permutation of this piece now available on a tshirt design and other cool paraphernalia at my Neatoshop!  Drop by and check it out! 

Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Featured Creature: The Dirthag

In the forest dark and deep,
awaits the enemy of sleep.
In her hag hole far beneath,
under leafroot and earthen sheath,
the Dirthag lurks with baleful eyes
the toad and writhing snake her spies.
She waits with eager wringing hands
counting as each footfall lands.
With gnarled tree limb arms so fast
She makes that urgent gasp your last.
The Dirthag drags all to her cave
The fearful, ignorant, and brave.
When she has gnawed the bones all clean,
the Dirthag, she begins again.

{8x5.33  Digital Images created in Adobe Photoshop}

Tuesday, October 01, 2013

Featured Creature: The Bogeyman

He waits just on the other side,
calculating the turns of tide.
When the walls 'tween worlds are thin,
that's when the Bogeyman slips in.

He comes as shadow,
He comes at night,
He comes to fill you up with fright.
And when you overflow with fear
that's when the Bogeyman draws near.
A single touch to make you scream
and then he's gone just like a dream.
First he's there and then he's not.
He's hiding in the Bogey spot.

The Bogeyman isn't here or there,
The Bogeyman is everywhere.

{8x5.33  Digital Images created in Adobe Photoshop}
 

Friday, June 28, 2013

Psyche Delectus: The Lord of Under


He hails from deeper waters,
his every step the revolution of great wheels.
All your enemies fall before him.

Monday, June 24, 2013

Psyche Delectus: Within The Jungle

I come to it
in the waking hours,
like a second heartbeat
within the roots of the trees.
Another worldwalker, far and away,
beats the drums of his experience.
In my own shadow hut,
I feel the echoes of his song. 

Monday, June 17, 2013

Psyche Delectus: At The Mountains

In high places
Gravity compels
form out of the very air.
Clouds coagulate against
cold jagged peaks.
Liquid begins its odyssey
back to its source.

Friday, May 24, 2013

New Abstract: Sophia in the Throne Room of the AllBook


In the Throne room of the AllBook, 
Whispered prayers congeal into the grammar of existence.
Each character etched in its pages becomes a Life,
each written paragraph a World,
each chapter a Universe.

Sophia sings into the pages of the AllBook
and the stars alight at the touch of her breath.
Sophia sings into the pages of the AllBook
and at the end of all time collapses into nothingness.
Sophia sings into the pages of the AllBook
and within the throne room,
Sophia sings into the pages of the AllBook.

Friday, May 03, 2013

New Abstract: Becoming Stranger

My past is not my future,
my mind is not my heart,
my skin in not my soul.
The temple of my life's meaning 
is the full action of my existence.
It cannot be measured by me 
until my passing into silence
and even then 
I have no assurances of truth.
 
I am a stranger to myself, 
but sometimes,
through the clouds, 
I catch glimpses.

Monday, April 29, 2013

New Abstract: Abrasax at the Door to the Realm of Mirrors


He breathed a whisper upon the apparatus.
It shimmered and rippled,
its oscillations murmuring with a quiet ecstatic sigh.
Enfolding into his reflection,
the uncreated Father kissed himself into the world.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Boat of the Prince of Cups

He hangs midair like a ghost,
hovering amongst labyrinthine structures.
His secret, the unseen movement of a great wind.
He disturbs not the waters.
His deep understanding of that element allows it.

Monday, December 17, 2012

The Gestation Pits

Beneath my skin I drown,
The world has become incompatible,
toxic to my very essence.
I struggle against this precipice of change,
this pit of transformation. 
I gulp for air
as my lungs fill with water.
Inside me, the sleeping thing gurgles
I don't want it,
I don't want to,
I do not want this.

Friday, December 07, 2012

The Forest of Doubt

The air bleeds with the ichor of dismay.
No shelter as the light fades to a dwindling.

This is the forest of doubt,
the darkening plain,
the house of no.

A call to the sky is met with dreadful stolidity.
Even the winds refuse to blow.


Monday, November 26, 2012

Mirror of the Minotaur


Near the palace at Gnosis,
birthed of union and godly misfortune,
I keep myself at bay with a confusion of corridors.
I build a labyrinthine meander to house my savagery,
my monstrous child self.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Cloak of the Traveller


Dreaming, although nightmares tempt ergot.
Forest rowdies yearn my vortex,
all underground with green hair.

Danger almost never tries everything.
Forensics reads your mind, Voyeur.
Armored umbrage withers, gambling harder.

Don't always neglect this entryway.
Fearful reason you might venerate,
although universally we go here.

Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Featured Creature: For You

Love is a sweeting fruit
of a tender given nature.
Love leads us
into the gentler afternoon sunlight.
Love leads us
into lush valleys greening with spring.
Love asks of us only that we follow,
only follow.

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