Monday, December 16, 2013


The passing of sublime summer days into the bitter taint of stricken winter
Sunlight of sure grand magnitude blotted out by the fainter dark of chance
Mountains ere the eye could see forever, lost in an eclipsing moment of shadow
A soul in reverie never anon rejoices after one fickle coquettish glance.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Upon that Hallow

To traipse upon that hallowed ground whither no greater joy is known or felt.

Pure joy; bare soles scuffing the pavement of night as fear flees anon,

Slipping ‘neath the copse of dark to tarry on the firmament of ages.
New love kindled breast-deep under the crescendo of mountain stars.

Friday, September 27, 2013

Friday, September 13, 2013