Deliver Us Not

A Villanelle: I find these forms (perhaps due to the repetitions involved)tend to produce the ritualistic and the arcane, like some litanies from the church. Or perhaps I've just no imagination.

Beyond the Borderlands of Scotia

A tribute to the resilience of the fighting Scots-Irish.

The end of the Clergy

The vicar had been born in the West Indies, but his mother died six months before the family emigrated to England. The vicar was only a nickname but it had stayed with him throughout his life.

Who Am I

Crowded, I am alone. Alone, I seek solitude from my thoughts Will the void never fill, The thoughts never stop Who, but me, knows What goes on behind the façade

Luke the Drifter and the Secrets of Country

A personal voyage into the heart of a great American folk art form.

LAST MINUTE THREE LEGGED CAT.

He used up a few of his 9lives!

The statue 1/15

Cherry

The problem with cats 8/8

She threw a fireball big enough to have roasted a dragon and would certainly have killed her target if it had connected.

Dragon Poem 1

Flesh of prehistoric fears meld and ancient bones grate. Frightening intensity, molten inferno. Acidic caress, the last. Shimmer of metallic fire envelops. Her gaze the golden horizon.

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