True Necromancy,Is the greatest skill I teach,For dead speak softly,And were it not for these books,Their wisdom be lost to us. I think my students,Would think these lessons worthy,If only they knew,Our daily poetry books,Were really something magic.
Tag: Poetry
In my youth, I was drowned
In my youth, I was drowned,Falling,Peacefully,Into the blessed black,Of the deep sea beneath,Until her hands found mine,And forced air into my lungs once more. So, of course, I loved her.She had saved me, after all,She cared for me,And told me she loved me,Her hands always holding mine,As though afraid to let me go. But then,She … Continue reading In my youth, I was drowned
Once a Magician
I fancied the thought,Of illusions and grandeur,I, my own master.It seems that nature responds,By shattering that old dream.
I exult the friend
I exult the friend,Who sullies their own honor,In the name of love.There is something beautiful,About dying a villain.
My pen grows heavy
My pen grows heavy,Even words I write for you,Pulls me into the darkness. Sleep awhile, my love,Dream of distant fantasies,A place to finally rest.
Pale white rivulets
Pale white rivulets,Across serene sky so blue,Like tears from afar.
Life Slips Away
When I close my eyes,I feel life slipping away,Like tobacco smoke,Or as blood carried away,By a gentle winter stream.
I Once Shared Your Name
I once shared your name, A badge on my chest, With such blinding pride,How could I have known,That behind your smile,And your soft kisses,Our name you whispered,Was laced with poison,Cold-brewed and potent,Born from self-loathing,Carried in your soul,Until, finally,I reached for your hand,And caught only air,You called me a fake,An idol of hate,Projected on me,A lifetime … Continue reading I Once Shared Your Name
Betwixt the Forms
They pull at me so, One whispering fantasy, The story's glory, While poetry, my sweet love,Promises me fortune's kiss.
These drowned little towns
These drowned little towns,Abandoned with care and love,Reclaimed by the sea.
Discarded Recollections 