No Solace for Poets

There is no Solace for Poets But a special kind of Indifference Contrasting extraordinary empathy What is it then all worth? To write, to create Massing and destroying Worlds upon worlds

Invictus

I went from complete awe, inspired by William Ernest Henley's "Invictus," to this rant about the challenges of writing.

Carillon

~ Aden had been taken along to someone’s stately house, one of the few that loomed over Upper Arrow Lake, secluded in the deep woods. When Kay steered his way

We Haven’t Been

climbing snow banks singing -- no one to know no one to care but I did.

Spiritual Deviant

Pray this isn't true.
Cherry

Go Gently

What do you see, a feeble figure? Urinating in the bed Brittle ribs fractured by resuscitation. Plastic and alien, all tubes and beeping.

LeggingsRoyalescam993b@60+com

t was the perfect october night...

Anesthetized shock!

People, people, people, today, —Don’t they all, but seem, Accustomed to the agonies— Of sorrow and shock! To pain and suffering. (Today…)

Art beauty and lust…

Her portrait has nobility, A certain Je ne sais quoi Yes, age has taken its toll… But, the lady is well honed. She could speak; Esperanto’s

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