Death Eternal, Life Immortal |
Death Eternal, Life Immortal
Bind me to the universe:
Cast in stone and wood unchanging,
Sleeping safe within the Earth.
Free my soul to skywards soaring,
Loose my voice to Natures song;
Lend m...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 16:28:00 GMT |
Untitled |
He sleeps in silence, goodness rent,
from heart and mind his trust miss spent;
his labours long in scorn dismissed,
in traitors tongue his truth betrayed.
In honest strength yet sapped by lies,
in...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 16:50:00 GMT |
On Being Rubbish.... |
...its a dirty job but someones got to do it and that someone is usually me.
(sorry)
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 15:58:00 GMT |
Ode To A Wolf |
He samples air with nose and mouth;
Feels his prey close about:
With lupine grace he stalks the room,
Turns hungry eyes towards the moon:
A wolfish grin invades his lips,
Razor claws on his finger tip...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 11:18:00 GMT |
Happy New Year (what ever you conceive that to be) |
Go placidly among the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others,...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 18:48:00 GMT |
Stillness |
From burnished hooves rain cloven fire
on winters silent shores:
slip raven -wings on lifeless limbs
the wind to chase no more.
Call angels down to slumbers gate
the oceans swell to calm;
bring...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 10:53:00 GMT |
The Ramblings of an Unkempt Mind.... |
Acrid odour seeping through the Wasteland of
Broken Dreams: Poisonous, gaslike breath, Oozing
through the cracks in the bricks and mortar of
this Empty Life, Breathing, Inhaling, Death's sweet insense...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 19:05:00 GMT |
Fibromyalgia |
I know
It sounds all latin and romantic.
But it's not.
Not even close.
For those who have no idea what I'm talking about, I will explain, but first a disclaimer:
This is NOT a "poor me" blog.
I will a...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Nov 2007 19:48:00 GMT |
"A Twat of Stewards" |
After much contemplation ( and a rather large quantity of alchohol) a decision was taken that the collective noun for a group of stewards, whatever it may have been in the past and assuming&...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 11:10:00 GMT |
...Only the Rain.... |
There is only the rain
There is no other sound:
The whole of the world
Lies silent and sleeping;
There is only the rain.
The breath of the world is caught fast
Frozen in the stillness:
All ...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 12:56:00 GMT |
