Afterthought 1444—A Crossing, A Casting, A Calling
We three brought along our dark ghosts and demons tossing, their secret ciphers glossing. Stand at the edge of our holy arc, ghosts and demons tossing. We three brought along our dark. |
pearls
"One never knows which words will get to stay / or like those lives which don't work out, get thrown." — Sonnet 1
as is
coming through
conforming
maligna
- patched up
- mother will come back
- if i don’t die
- camouflage
- camouflage
- autumn fragment
- Got to Give
- If I Name Names
- Time for Trust
- Dangerously Learning
malices
- Destructive Creativity
- What They Want Seen
- Unrede Triolet
- Sunset Shot
- No Heir Apparently
- Got My Keys
- Slugabed
- Tutelage
- Eldritch Haunt
- Clean Cut
heptahedron
- To a Shared Scissure
- Relax
- Heptahedron’s Fugue
- Eulogia
- Zoom Rooming
- Tired Horses
- Journal Entry: Waste
- Shoreline, Looking East
- Come to Morrow
- Fresh Breath
denim weaver
- Enough Then
- Of a Cherished Collaboration
- Hers
- Hurt
- Won’t Be Long
- This May Hurt
- Keratoplasty
- Don’t Do That Again
- Straight up ahead
- As Composed
clarior e tenebris
- Sans Wallet
- Chance Glance
- On Not Being Her Fave
- Do Sacrifice
- Wanted
- Doze Thamn Lim’ricks
- Clean Sweep
- Faith’s Fave Temptation
- To Hunt the Biolet
- Campaign Signs
pearls 
The highest branches of the oak
hard rain on wind keep strumming
a music in our hearts that woke
the dawn of we three coming.
Frothy waters, ruddy earth,
heavens dark descending
— life and death and rebirth —
we three never ending.
Amazing… Clever…. Beautiful… Mystical. …just like I remembered your words to be.
Thanks for writing and sharing.