GREGORIAN CHANTS WITH AWESOME TRIPTYCH
CHRISTMAS MYTHS
COOKIE RECIPE
LEWIS BLACK ON MILK (ADULTS ONLY)
COAL GROWS ALGAE, REPLACES PETROLEUM
SLEIGH RIDE
BEOWULF (ONLINE DATABASE IS EXTENSIVE)
sat watching fishing birds
as deer passed behind my sight
heard insect words and children playing
the sun set perfect in my gaze
there was no staying.
the birds went to bed
the children quiet and far away....
spirits of revolutionary soldiers were lights in the trees
they followed my steps to the creek, then faded
there, in the dark, I listened and fought the muck of creeping despair
a miserable inability craved my awareness
the creek murmured and no other sound escaped that disconsolate land
cold sweat and quick breath appeared to my senses
mind returning from a struggle with a wave of phantoms many
whose suffering was contagious
purposely the heart told me to move on, as one who is too close to an edge or a grave mistake
miles away, the dank moldering rot dispelled, my manner of thought returned
happy to have just my own miseries, the long agonies of hell poisoned lands now unmistakable to my senses
the door to the other world can open of its own accord
I will walk away
