The Furthest from Two Homes – Black Moth in a Garden

Oh 1902, merely two fragments of a decade escaping the degradation of a revolution. For in France, only the good lay down their weapons in salutation, in hopes for a brighter tomorrow. Even screams turn into the echoes of laughter, and songs of joyful children warm the golden sun. If we cry for eternity, we…

One Silver Pail – Ballad – Love

As slender, a waist may be grasped, Beauty dropped its weight whole, Upon the ballroom’s floor. What hair sparkled red! What cheeks, white with dread! I had thought you dead! But a wicked tongue stays with me. I sought to examine the night, Fit with the anguish of blight. The claws of my fingers, Knew…

Give Naught to My Riches – Ballad – Poor

Here to lay, Beneath the forest’s oak. Time could tell, What will remain of ruin. If the empty clouds depart, to the west, I would allow a tune, To erupt, from my breast. There, to hold an infant in arms, Twelve months, did it weep. It told me merry songs, None which I’d surely keep….

The Absence of Innocence

She was young and spritely. Such is revealed at an age this decadent; Diane, with tasseled bangs and cheeks of a solid pink hue. She is glamorous under the rays of the sun, a lone girl standing in a field of countless dandelions. From the highest tree, if one should climb to that height, this…

The Grief Morning Gives – Ballad – Passion

The anguish, revealed by many, Knows not of pleasures taken, As should be surprising. Yet, your eagerness resolves me. I was blinded by youth, Blinded by the miseries of war, Ongoing battles in our hearts. One morning, left the farewells open, By a bird, left to rot. We knew not of the weeping, angels gave,…

Her Angelic Sombrous Place – Ballad – Loss – Poem #2

In simplicity of revulsions, There was joy in her eyes, One, who cared for nothing more, ‘Cept for an echoed cry. For this, I had given her place, Within my poor certain heart. Of my meager desires, She offered no surprise, By the voice that carried, Her, through the earth. She stole the fragrance from…

Mourners of Sunsets – Ballad – Loss

I forgo those whose loss I’d not avenge Such attempts, so dear is their fruit born, I, with shackles on these limbs, Enslaved by a grief, I’d soon forget, Entreating God to send my soul, To the depths, where pyres flail about. I was naked upon the frozen shores, Cradling a strand of hair, be…

A Scar, Given at Birth – Book Three – Chapter I

Thoughts roar in Devorah’s mind while she basks in the fire’s heat, compelled to reminisce. Her thoughts move backwards in time in the shape of memories, towards a sad past, as the fire brings the remembrances of an inn discovered by tiny feet over a frozen road. Smells of pheasant, rabbit and brandy permeate snow-white…

Diane Spreads the Insolence

Within the evolving woman, blue specks above two white cheeks examine the solid form. The separate pieces, belonging to the great art of Diane’s body, make the eyes linger. The beating heart, inflating lungs and flowing blood are doused by pale skin and warm flesh. It is as though the absence of color has found…

Farewell into Remembrance

It all unfolds before Diane. Her skin is a silken robe across the embers of her lover. His body has attained a fire, impenetrable in nighttime. Could the feeling be mutual, or is it perhaps a childish infatuation, torn across both bodies. That it is, as it weighs both down. Diane welcomes Ismael to come…

Maiden of the Glade

God rested a stained soul, With awful blessings sold. Oh, had love taken a home, In before she slept alone? I wished, or else to stay, To pray, near golden glade. She, who those called Astra, Paid the name through pity. For the white round her lips, Bore the lightened clouds high, All who praised…

Highest Gray Stones – Ballad – Love

When the mother’s child, Gave silence, I required. I lost the needless spires, High above the mountain. Those who saw my mourning, For a deeper kind of love, Knew feebly within, The disasters sought, By the twists of my currents. Battered beneath the highest gray stone, Where others surmount just below, I echoed a certain…