• Prose

    The Traveler

    We are but a speck of angel fire, a celestial body that settles upon the earth after its poise between the outer realms and before our eventual determinations, to create our desired form, during the time of times within our…

  • Prose

    Un yonder places

    Soft gold’s revel in shades of greys and greens of pasts long ago and those now catching upon soils of damp remembrances dancing along drifting waves and curling thunders as each tree sways down paths and over mountains out into…

  • Prose

    A Name Forgotten

    In heavy darknessPast echoes shimmerOutlines of their reach draw meTendrils lift and sway on a breeze long forgottenAnd odorous gasps break the barriersFrom their world to mine. Shallow whispers drift from the etherCalling a name I thought unknownThe nameless dance…